"Again?" he asked incredulously. "Jesus Christ, no!"
She gave him a smug look and slipped down beside him. She started undoing his shirt.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"I'm undressing you," she said. "That's obvious."
"But you can't," he protested. "I mean, I…"
"You don't have to do anything," she said. "I'm going to do it all."
She felt a strong sense of power as she got his shirt and undershirt off and then unbuckled his trousers. She pulled his clothes off.
He was not a handsome man when she had him completely naked. He was too fat and wrinkled. But his cock was fat too, and that was what she was concerned with.
She brushed her black hair back from her face and bent over his cock. She clutched his staff tightly in her fingers and slipped her mouth over the rim of his cock. She began to jerk him up and down while her teeth nipped gently at his sensitive crown.
"Oh Jesus, Diane," he said. "What are you frying to do to me?"
She was too busy to answer him. She pushed her tongue out and licked all up and down his cock. She coated his cock with her saliva and then did the same with his balls.
She could tell that he'd never had a blowjob before. He began to moan as her mouth worked on him. His hand caressed her head softly.
She wandered what it would be like to taste his sperm, but she had to get more courage before she tried that. Right now her cunt was aching and she wanted to get on top of him and feel her cunt sucking his cock in.
She kept working until she felt his cock growing stiff again. She released his staff from her hand and sucked his entire rod into her mouth.
"Christ," he said softly. "Christ!"
He got stiff again.
"Ummm," she said, releasing his cock. "I'm ready to fuck you."
"Yes," he said. "I didn't think I could again but I'm ready. I'm ready."
She climbed on top of him and pushed her cunt right down against his cock. She pushed down until his cock went easily into her.
This time she did the work and she made it a slow, comfortable fuck. She milked his rod while she squeezed her cunt muscles.
"Christ," he moaned again.
She kissed him, pressing her mouth hungrily against his. She slipped her tongue between his lips and heard his soft gasp of surprise. She began to drive her tongue into his mouth with the same rhythm of her sucking cunt. She felt his thrusts begin to quicken.
"Baby," he said. "I don't know. I'm getting hotter. I'm getting hotter. I'm going to come again."
"Yes," she said softly. "I want you to come. I want you to come. I want you to fill my pussy with your cum again."
"Christ," he moaned. "You are one hot bitch. One fucking, hot bitch. I'm going to blow it in your cunt. Jesus, I'm going to blow it in your cunt! Christ, baby, here I come. Here I fucking come! AGHGHGHGHGH!"
She kept milking his cock until the first spasms of hot delight racked her own body. Her arms went around his neck and her mouth pound hungrily down on his again.
"MMMMMMM," she moaned.
She fell against him and kept him tightly against her until she felt his cock grow limp and slip out of her. His cock had filled up her cunt so nicely.
It had been so much better than she'd expected.
"You may be a little plump," she said softly. "But you know how to use your cock."
"Do you really think so?" James asked proudly. She could tell that she had really pleased him. It was so easy to please men.
"Sure," she said. "Your wife just doesn't know what she's been missing."
His hand stroked her titty and she pulled away before he would start to get any more ideas. It had been nice but it wasn't so nice that she was ready to go again. There were plenty of good-looking men to have sex with.
"I've got to get dressed," she said.
"You'll get dressed when hay so," he said.
His voice had gotten ugly but he couldn't match the fierce look she gave him. Diane may not have known much about men before, but she was beginning to know a lot about them now. She knew she could make them beg for what was between her legs. She really didn't want to make anyone beg, but she wasn't going to be walked on any more.
She gave him a savage smile.
"You got what you wanted," she said. "I'm leaving now and you may go to hell if you don't like it."
His mouth dropped open as she started to get dressed. His mouth was still open when she left, but he didn't try to stop her.
Diane was surprised to see Debbie on her front doorstep that Saturday morning. The two girls hadn't been talking much lately. Diane wasn't sure how much Debbie knew about what had happened, but there had been an uncomfortable feeling between them.
"Can I come in?" Debbie asked.
"Sure," Diane said. "Come in. Mother and Dad haw gone to the lake today. I was just cleaning the kitchen."
"So I see," Debbie said.
Diane wiped a smudge away from her check.
"I guess I do look a mess," Diane admitted. "But come on in. I'll find something cool to drink."
The two girls went into the kitchen and Debbie sat don at the table. Diane opened two Cokes and brought them to the table.
"I guess you're wondering why I haven't been around lately," Debbie said.
"I wondered," Diane admitted, sipping at her drink. "I just thought you were angry about something."
"Oh, no," Debbie said. "I wasn't angry, just nervous."