Elizabeth heard the shower stop and she knew it was time to pretend again. She felt a little kinder toward Jerry now. Just thinking about the narrow escape she'd had with Chad made her grateful for Jerry. He demanded so little of her. It was the least she could do to tuck him once in awhile. She… would make sure that he enjoyed it.
She would pretend for all she was worth. She would make him feel like the best stud in the world. She owed him that.
"Hi, honey," she called out breathlessly. "Come on… I=m all ready for you, darling."
She got up and sat down at the dressing table. She knew what Jerry liked. She would do everything that turned him on. She would brush her hair while he got into bed. Then she would leave the lights on while she undressed. He liked to mc her take off her clothes. He said she had a beautiful body.
Elizabeth forced a smile as Jerry came into the bedroom. "Go ahead and get into bed, dear," she breathed sexily." I'll just brush out my hair and be there in a second."
She glanced in the mirror. She could see the hut in Jerry's eyes. She was glad that it was this easy to turn him on..it made life a lot simpler for her.
Jerry had his pajamas on. He always wore pajamas. Just once she wished that he would be daring and get into bed without them. But no, that wouldn't be proper. Jerry had turned into a wry proper man.
He wasn=t nearly as proper when she had first seduced him, sixteen yearn ago.
Elizabeth remembered how hard his cock was that first night. She blushed as she thought of the shameful way she had enticed him, making him think she drunk, daring him to fuck her. Thank God he had. She would have been in a hell of a fix if he had preserved her honor and taken her home to sleep it off.
Sex had been good for them those first few years. Maybe she hadn't expected much, or maybe Jerry had fucked her for longer periods. of time, she couldn't remember now. It hadn't gotten really boring until just a few years ago, when Elizabeth had found out that there was more to sex than just humping away with her husband on top for one or two minutes every Saturday night.
She wondered if she would ever be liberated and then she shook those thoughts right out of her head. Jerry was waiting and she owed it to him to pretend, at least this time. She could think about: all the rest of it tomorrow. Tonight was Jerry's night. He surely deserved it. The poor man been getting much affection from her lately.
God! She wished he were mare exciting in bed. She wished he would try something different just once in his life.
Elizabeth picked up her brush. She ran it through her shoulder-length auburn hair. She sneaked a quick glance at Jerry in the minor. Good. He was watching her with bright eyes. It wouldn't take much pretending tonight. Jerry looked like he was almost ready to shoot off right now.
Elizabeth leaned over. She made sure that Jerry saw the cleavage between her rounded titties. She knew that he could see her nipples poking right out through the lacy nightgown she wore. She hoped he liked what he saw.
She couldn't help but admire herself in the mirror. It wasn't every woman of thirty-five who had tits like hers. They were still as full and sexy as they had been when she was eighteen. For a woman her age, she was in top shape. She knew that she could pass for a teenager with a bit of subdued lighting. Diet and exercise had done much for her figure. She still heard admiring whistles on the street and she had only to glance ma mirror to know that she was a beautiful, sexy woman!
Elizabeth bent over again, exposing her superb tits. They were huge, with great rosy nipples. They stood out firm and straight, like ripe melons. She could see Jerry staring at them in the mirror.
Elizabeth turned and looked into his eyes. She smiled seductively.
Then she held up her lift with the palms of both hands, capturing the rosy nipples between her fingers.
"You're staring!" she said, pouting. "You'd think you'd never seen my tits before!"
"God! You're sexy! You're just as beautiful now a you wore at eighteen!"
Elizabeth smiled. At least she still turned him on. It was easy to arouse Jerry. All she had to do was uncover those huge tits of hers and he was practically foaming at the mouth. She shivered slightly.
It was so familiar that it wasn't fun at all, anymore!
Jerry threw back the covers of the bed. He grinned openly. "Come on, honey. Come to bed!"
Elizabeth rose slowly. She could see the way his pajamas were tenting out in front. Jerry certainly didn't have any problem getting excited. One peek at her tits and he had a hard-on that wouldn't quit.
She raised the hem of her gown slowly, inch by inch. She watched Jerry's face closely. She saw how his eyes became more and more lustful as her gown rose higher and higher.
She saw the jerk that his hard cock gave when her gown reached the pretty triangular patch of her copper beaver. The sight of all that pretty red pussy hair always excited him.
Suddenly, she felt her pussy twitch. Lord! She was getting hot! It must have, been that sexy book she had started reading! She couldn't believe it; she was actually looking forward to fucking with Jerry!
Jerry gasped. The sight of his pretty wife never failed to turn him on.
Really, he didn't have the right to ask for more. He knew that it was asking a lot for Elizabeth to undress with the lights on. For such a good, proper woman, undressing under his lustful gaze was really pretty naughty. Anything mode than that would be asking too much.
Sometimes Jerry wished that he could ask Elizabeth to do the thing those incredibly sexy call girls did, but he knew better. Elizabeth would never low herself to that level and he wouldn't expect her to.
He knew that, above all, his wife was a lady. He could go somewhere else when he suffered those strange, exciting desires for something different like having his cock sucked or licking a sweet, hot cunt.
Elizabeth walked over to the bed, her huge titties bouncing. She knew how provocatively her hips swayed, how her full asscheeks bounced in the light. She knew what an attractive, sexy picture she made and she knew that Jerry did too. She could tell by the jerking and throbbing of his big thick cock under his pajamas.
Suddenly Elizabeth became angry. She wanted to rip those damn stuffy pajamas off him and make him fuck her lewdly… wantonly… naughtily. She wanted to force him to do all sorts of exciting thing to her. She wanted him to lick her pussy.. to fuck her virgin asshole.. she wanted to cram his hard, thick cock in her mouth and suck on him until he shot off down her smooth, hot throat! She Wanted to do everything she had ever read about… everything she had ever imagined she wanted him to fuck her every way possible.
She suppressed a sigh. There was no use… she might as well forget it! She didn't dare suggest anything unusual. Jerry would just wonder where she had gotten the idea: She didn't want to admit that she was reading sexy books she got. from Hazel. She would just have to put up with his usual, unimaginative lovemaking. It would be over with soon. It never took Jerry long to come. It took him just long enough to get her nice and hot and then it was over before she had a chance to get her own satisfaction. That was sex with Jerry. A joke… a dull joke. She forced a smile and tried to look sexy.
"How about taking off those silly pajamas," she teased. "I don't think we need all that cloth in the way, do we, honey?"
AUh…Uh… No! We sure don't" Jerry responded. For a moment there, he had seen a glimmer of lust in Elizabeth's eyes: He wondered if he'd been imagining it or if his prudish wife had actually been turned on.
Jerry had known that Elizabeth was faking her orgasms for a long time now. At first he had been shocked and then saddened. But later, a kind call girl had told him that Elizabeth was probably frigid and didn't want him to know. She had probably been faking for years, trying to make him feel good. She said it would be bad to let Elizabeth know that he was wise to hen It would make her feel like she had failed him in bed.
Jerry had kept mum about the whole thing. He certainly didn't want Elizabeth to feel bad. She had been a good wife and he would never let her know that her little pretense had failed. He wished there was something he could do to give her some satisfaction, but as his call girl friend had said, there wasn't any way to teach an old dog new tricks.
Elizabeth was not happy the way she was, and if making her think she was fine in the sex department was a part of keeping her happy, Jerry would be only too happy to do it! Elizabeth was a good wife and nothing was too much to ask to make her happy! He would pretend to be content with her lovemaking. He would never let on that he craved some more exciting pussy. He would keep up appearances if it killed him.
"Come here, sexy!" Jerry growled playfully. "You're driving me out of my mind, way over there. Come on, honey. Come over here and give me a big kiss!"
Elizabeth suppressed a shudder. She smiled Jerry quickly removed his pajamas. He switched off the bedroom light. At least Elizabeth didn't have to look pleased if he turned off the light. He would give her that much relief!
Elizabeth suppressed a groan. He had even turned off the light.
Perhaps she could hive actually gotten turned on if she had been able to see his body. He was a very physically attractive man. No he had even deprived her of that! He wanted to get his nuts off just as fast as possible! He didn't give a rat's ass about her satisfaction I She would have to pretend as usual, she supposed.
Despite her aversion Elizabeth felt her pussy twinge. It was all the result of that sexy book she had read. She began to pretend that Jerry was the man in the book. He had sported an eight-inch cock and Jerry had that! Jerry had a big cock!
Elizabeth felt herself getting excited despite her disappointment. It didn't really matter That Jerry had turned off the light. She knew what he looked like. As a matter of fact, it was easier this way. If the lights were off, she could pretend that Jerry was the man in the sexy book! She could pretend that she was getting fucked by the stud in the book Hazel had given her! That was exciting! She could feel her pussy cream just thinking about it!
She could feel the hard bulge of his huge cock against her tender tummy. If she could only pretend that it was the man in the book, she might even get some satisfaction from it!
"Oh, honey! I'm so horny. You know you really turn me on!"
Elizabeth wanted to tell Jerry to shut up. If he would only keep quiet she could indulge her fantasy and pretend he was someone else!
The minute he opened his mouth the whole dream dissolved. If she heard his voice she couldn't pretend he was the sexy man in the book. If he talked, he became Jerry, her boring husband, and no amount of pretending could change that. She prayed for him to shut up and let her live her fantasies.
Maybe it would be simple to just go out and have an affair with another man, but she just couldn't quite bring herself to do it. For one thing, she didn't really know where to find another man. She supposed she could go out to a bar and pick one up, but the whole idea seemed so cheap. She had deceived Jerry once and she would never do it again. She knew that she hadn't any choice when she married him, but she, wasn't about to jeopardize her whole standing as a faithful wife and a wholesome mother just for one night in bed with a stud. She wasn't that stupid. Sure, she would love to get laid properly, but it was more important to hang onto her marriage than to have fun in bed.
Nothing would be worth wrecking her marriage.
She forced a smile. She wanted Jerry to think that she was enjoying this. She wouldn't hurt his feelings for the world.
"Play with it a little, hon," Jerry urged. He sighed deeply. He hadn't meant to say that. It had just slipped out. He hoped that Elizabeth wouldn't be scared by his sudden aggressiveness.
Elizabeth was shocked, but was a pleasant surprise. She couldn't remember any time that Jerry had asked her to play with his cock before. For a second she was filled with hope. Maybe Jerry was learning new bed tricks from somewhere. Maybe tonight was going to be good for her, too!
She reached out and grasped his firm, throbbing cock shaft. She squeezed it gently and ran her fingers over the tip. She remembered just how the girl in the sexy book had done it and she tried to do it exactly the same. She wanted it to be just perfect for Jerry.
Jerry let out a moan of delight. Elizabeth was touching his cock like she actually enjoyed it. He couldn't believe it! His prim, proper wife was stroking his cock.
Elizabeth grinned. This was more like it. Now, if Jerry would only do a little more. If he would only touch her… reach down and bury his hard fingers in her hot, pulsing cunt Jerry wished he could reach down and touch Elizabeth too. He wanted to touch her throbbing, hot pussy… to slip his probing finger right up the slippery tunnel of her cunt and play with her hard, little clit. He didn't dare though. If he did all those delicious things, Elizabeth would wonder where he got all his new ideas. She would guess that he had been going to call girls and then their marriage would be over. Jerry certainly didn't want that to happen. Elizabeth was a good wife and a good mother. She had done such a good job raising Trudi. Jerry wouldn't do anything to hurt Elizabeth and he certainly wouldn't treat her like he treated those call girls.
Jerry could feel Elizabeth growing hot and passionate in his arms.
He held her lightly and tried to remember that she was his wife, not a willing, lustful woman paid for and bought.
Elizabeth was really hot. She was pretending that she was the girl in the sexy book and Jerry was the man. She humped her hot pussy against his thigh, rubbing this way and that, trying to get off on his hard leg. Utile moans and sighs came from her moist lips and her pussy twitched and creamed helplessly. She wanted to be fucked!
She wanted to be fucked lustfully, wantonly, like the girl in the book.
"Are you ready?" Jerry asked considerately.
Elizabeth managed not to sigh in frustration. The man in the book would never have asked. He would have known when it was time and then there would have been no hesitation. He would have plunged his hard cock in her dripping, churning cunt, splitting her wide open with his passion.
Elizabeth tried to act eager. She mustn't blow this. She squirmed in his arms and rubbed up against his hard cock. "Yesss!" she breathed heavily, almost panting in pretended excitement. "Yes, darling! Hurry! Give it to me!"
She rolled over on her back. She knew that Jerry wouldn't want any other position. He always did it on top. The same old thing. Her on the bottom and him on top! How boring!
For an instant, right before Jerry's hard prick filled her creaming cunt, Elizabeth wondered what it felt like to be one of the women in that sexy book… a woman whose husband enjoyed wife swapping!.
She almost laughed right out loud as she thought of Jerry encouraging her to have fun in bed with another man! She'd never live that long! Jerry was old-fashioned and he would never share her with another man!
Elizabeth ported her creamy thighs. She ran the tip of her pointed pink tongue over her upper teeth and smiled sexily. It wouldn't take, long now. A couple of plunges and Jerry was usually through.
Jerry came slowly forward. His eyes were shut. He was pretending that she was the sexy little call girl he had met last… Liana. That was her name. Liana. He opened his eyes and gazed at Elizabeth's parted thighs. He pretended he was about to fuck Liana.
He grabbed his hot, hard cock and aimed it at the small dark indentation of her cunt mouth. Then he pushed forward wildly.
His bloated cockhead disappeared into warm, wet cavity between her shapely legs. He felt the way she arched her body up to meet him, taking his long cock right into her blazing depths. He sank don on the trembling cushion of her satiny titties and slipped his hands under her round, slippery asscheeks, digging into the velvety flesh with his fingers.
"Oooooooh, Liana!" he breathed.
Elizabeth didn't hear him. She was too engrossed in her own fantasy. She was the wife of the man in that sexy book; They were at a party. He had arranged with a beautiful, sexy man to fuck her. It was a swap. She lay right next to her husband, on the same bed, being fucked by someone else.
"Oooooh! Fuck me hard, darling!" she groaned passionately. The strange man was ramming his hard, long prick in her burning pussy… again and into his pajamas. He was already half-asleep…
As soon as she was sure he was asleep, Elizabeth rolled way over to her side of the bed. Her slim fingers slipped down to her aching, churning pussy and dipped into the steaming well of her passion.
Her breath quickened.
She imagined she was fucking another man, right next to Jerry. He was smiling and telling her to go ahead. Then both of them were touching her, together! Jerry lowered his head to her pussy and stuck out his long, probing tongue. She felt it lash. across her screaming cut, flat and hard, demanding her cunt juice. Her pussy was soaking… sloshing out burst after burst of honeyed, hot pussy cream. Jerry was lapping it up eagerly, smiling and lapping at the same time.
Then the other man was there too. His long, slim cock slid effortlessly into the crack between her glistening asscheeks. Jerry held them apart with his hands. He murmured encouragement to her.
"Take it, baby! Take it from him too!" he cried out.
Elizabeth could feel her pussy start to explode in Jerry's mouth.
Then she felt the invasion of the other man's hard prick in her tight, little virgin asshole. God! It felt so good! She could feel her pussy creaming. Her fingers swirled harder over the silky little bump of her cunt, pretending that they were Jerry=s hard. demanding tongue.
Auuuummmmmmmm!, she murmured softly. Then she held her breath in fright She must remember to keep quiet. It would never do to let Jerry wake up and find her playing with herself and dreaming of being fucked by two men!
He fingers started swirling again… dipping in and out of her steaming pussy. She cautiously dipped her other hand down to her trembling asscheeks. Her finger probed between the velvety globe and found the moist little crack. It traveled slowly forward until it touched the rim of her tight asshole.
"Mmmmmm?" she murmured again. It felt so good! The book was right having someone play with your asshole felt good too!
Elizabeth pretended that her slim finger was her dream mans cock.
It was there, hard and ready to slide into her virgin shitter. She ran her finger lightly around the rim and felt her asshole spasm and shake with longing. Then she dipped the very tip of her finger into her steamy bowels.
She shoved her other hand into her burning cunt t the same time.
Two cocks were inside her body now! Two! Jerry's hard cock was in her sweet pussy and the other man filled her asshole. She could feel both lovely long cocks fucking her. Jerry and the other man were timing their thrusts just right… bringing her right up to the peak of lust! Burning pussy juice flooded her fingers. Her cunt walls were so hot they were almost burning her fingers. She could feel her hot cunt contract and squeeze her probing fingers.
She tried to stop her legs from trembling but she couldn't. She was almost there, almost coming!
Elizabeth felt her puckered little shitter suck in. She pushed forward and the tip of her finger slipped deeper. It slithered through the hot lining of her asshole, and dipped into her steaming depths. It pumped just like a cock entering her body. It was fantastic! She loved being fucked by two cocks at once!
Elizabeth could feel both cocks slowly advancing. She wanted to buck her hips wildly. She wanted to scream with pleasure. She wanted to writhe and toss and turn and yell!
She forced herself to calm down, even though it made her fantasy disappear for a moment. She had to remember where she was. After all, Jerry couldn't sleep through her writhing and shaking.
Jerry wasn't sleeping. He was peeking out through a small slit in his eyelid. He was perfectly still and he kept his breathing regular. He didn't want Elizabeth to know that he was awake. He wouldn't spoil this show for the world.
When he had first felt the bed begin to bounce and heard Elizabeth's soft cries, he thought that she was having a nightmare. He had rolled over and almost tried to wake her, until he noticed her busily working fingers in her cunt. Then he knew what she was doing… and he intended to watch her carefully! Perhaps he could find out something about his prim and proper wife! Perhaps.. just perhaps.. she wasn't so prim and proper after all!
Then it happened. He saw Elizabeth's fingers move faster and faster and heard her soft cries, felt the bed tremble and shake beneath her thrashing body! There! She was coming! He could tell! He could see the way her titties heaved on her chest. He saw the beautiful glazed look in her eyes and the way her head toned wildly back and forth on the pillow. She was almost there, all right! And he had a ringside seat for the whole thing!
Elizabeth pumped her fingers faster in her throbbing pussy. Her finger in her tightly stretched asshole kept perfect time. Sharp jolts of pleasure melted her body. She lost track of where she was.. who she was. She began to moan softly at first, and then louder and louder.
"Ooooooh!" she cried as the intense waves of orgasm tore through her. "Ooooooooh!"
Her body was helpless her eyes unseeing! She was caught in the tide of lust that wouldn't stop. It was carrying her higher and higher.
She thought she felt a hand on her nipple, adding to the delicious waves that ripped through her lush body. It squeezed and flickered across the top of her nipple, tweaking and pinching and finally covering her breasts with large, hard grasps. She moaned..
Then she screamed! Jerry was grabbing her titties. He was holding her trembling titties in his hands and his eyes were closed tightly.
God!
"Wha what are you doing?" she cried out, jerking her fingers away from her body quickly. "Jerry! What are you doing?"
Jerry sat up suddenly and pretended he had been sleeping. He rubbed his eyes and smiled slowly. "Musta been.. having a dream…" he murmured and rolled over with his back to her. He laughed softly. He knew that she was frantically wondering if he had really been asleep. It would serve her right to wonder a little bit. He bet she wouldn't leave him out of her fantasies again. There might be some hope for straight, proper Elizabeth after all. He would have to work on it.