Craig eventually got off to work, and as the long day passed, Dotty Devon debated with herself. To cheat or not to cheat? God knows she had every right to take a lover, considering that her husband was having an affair with her best friend. On the other hand, she'd been a good and faithful wife for the whole twenty years of their marriage, and she didn't want to hurt Craig. What to do?
Finally she forced herself to think about Craig's behavior that morning, how he'd refused to make love to her even when she practically begged for it, and how he'd sneaked over to Tina West's yard and fucked her instead. It just wasn't fair. Dotty decided that if Craig wouldn't take care of her in bed, and if he added insult to injury by carrying on with her best friend, then she had every right to take a lover.
Fine-but who?
Dotty had no idea where to even begin looking for a man, having fucked no one but Craig in her whole life. What was she going to do-walk the streets? Put an ad in the paper? Carry a sign saying, "I Want A Lover"? Her cheeks burned with embarrassment as she thought of chasing after men. She didn't think she could bring herself to do that. Dammit, she'd been out of action so long, she just didn't know where to start, how she might possibly find another man to make love to her.
"Hi, Dotty. You look worried."
Dotty started and looked up from her chair on the patio, where she'd been pondering her problem. Her neighbor Howard Taylor was leaning over the fence, grinning, on his way home from the junior high, where he taught math.
"Oh, hi, Howard," she said, forcing a smile. "It's nothing serious-just thinking about what to cook for dinner."
She didn't like to lie, but how could Howard possibly help her with her problem? All he knew about was square root. His wife Beth said she still had trouble getting him to put on matching socks. Howard was a sweet guy, for sure, but he didn't know much about the real world.
"Well, I guess I'll stroll on home," he said wistfully. "Beth's out to another of her meetings, so I guess I'll have to fix my own dinner."
Dotty felt sorry for him. She could imagine poor daydreaming Howard Taylor trying to operate a gas range or boil an egg. "Howard," she said, "Craig's going to eat in town tonight. Why don't
you keep me company? It won't be much, just steak and salad, but-"
Howard was already vaulting over the fence with a big grin on his face. Poor man, his wife was one of those clubby types who belonged to everything and was never home. He must get awfully lonely. Just like Dotty got lonely when Craig stayed in town so often…
"That sounds just great, Dotty," Howard was saying eagerly.
"Well, just have a chair and relax," Dotty said, getting up, "and I'll bring us a couple of drinks. Will gin and tonic be all right?"
"It sure will," Howard sighed blissfully as he eased back on a lounging chair. "Dotty, this is wonderful of you."
Dotty smiled at the much-needed boost to her ego and went inside to make the drinks. Only then did she realize that she'd been distracted from her main purpose-figuring out how to find a lover. Well, to hell with it, for today at least. All her thinking was getting her nowhere. She still hadn't figured out how to meet a man who might want some action.
Howard…
My God, thought Dotty. It just hadn't occurred to her till that moment that Howard Taylor might become her lover. She'd known him for years as a friend and neighbor, but she'd never thought of him likethat. Howard was well-liked but sort of a joke, the absent-minded professor type. His image certainly wasn't sexy. And yet, now that she thought about it, Howard wasn't at all bad-looking.
Frowning thoughtfully, she took the drinks out to the patio and handed Howard his. He took it with a grateful smile and drank deeply. "Ahhhh, that's great," he sighed. "I wish I could come home to something like this every evening. Craig sure is a lucky guy."
Hell, Howard Taylor was a sitting duck…
Did she want him? She studied him carefully as she sipped her drink. About forty-five years old, Howard still had all his hair, an unruly mop of light brown curls. Recently he'd grown a small neat mustache, but it didn't cure the teacherish look given him by his rimless glasses. His features were even and pleasing. His body was tall and lanky.
So physically he was attractive enough. Dotty felt a jolt of lusty interest as she mentally undressed him and imagined making love to him. She wondered very much what his cock looked like. It occurred to her, like a shock, that she'd seen only one prick in her whole life… It was time to see more.
But would Howard be up for an affair? His wife neglected him, yes, but he was so shy, and his chief interest seemed to be math, not sex. Well, she could only try. She could flirt with him a little and hope he'd respond. She was so urgently horny… Somehow, some way, she just had to get laid-and she'd rather it was nice Howard Taylor, her friend and neighbor, than a stranger. Dotty hitched her chair closer to Howard's and smiled warmly at him. "How was your day?" she cooed.
Howard flushed slightly with the pleasure of her
attention. "Oh, the usual," he said. "Math isn't exactly the most popular course at school, you know. About one fourth of the class pays attention, and the rest whisper, write notes, and throw things. I try not to let it get tome."
"I was one of the ones who wrote notes and whispered," Dotty confessed. "I remember now." She gently put her hand on his lean tan arm. "Poor Howard," she purred, "you work so hard."
Howard looked wistfully into her eyes, and Dotty wondered what to do next. How did you go about seducing a man? Wasn't HE supposed to do the seducing? She increased the pressure of her hand on his arm, and Howard sighed. Hell, hell.. she couldn't tell if he was interested or not. If only she had the nerve to ask him, "Hey, Howard, you wanta get it on?"
But of course she didn't. She was a lady, a decent woman. She sighed and got up. "Let's go inside, Howard," she said, "and you can talk to me while I fix the dinner."
"Sure, Dotty," he said. "Wow, this sure is nice of you."
He had no idea how nice she could be-not yet. She led the way indoors, giving him a chance to watch her pert firm ass in her tight clinging blue shorts. She was glad she hadn't worn a bra today. She'd noticed his eyes shifting helplessly to her full thrusting breasts and pointed nipples under her tight t-shirt. She just had to hope her body would turn him on…
"Just make yourself comfortable, Howard," she said, "and I'll get the steaks started."
The broiler pan was on a high shelf, and she pulled the kitchen stool into position and got up on it. Even that way she had to stretch to reach the shelf she wanted. She was just touching the pan when she had a little moment of dizziness and then realized she had lost her balance.
"Howard," she shrieked, "help me-I'm falling.."
Then she really was falling, and she resigned herself to hitting the kitchen floor hard. Awkward Howard would never get to her in time. Thus her surprise was very great when she fell right into his arms and he caught her deftly. She was a tall woman, but Howard didn't seem to strain himself holding her. He looked at her with great concern.
"Goodness, Dotty," he said, "that was close. Are you all right?"
"Yes, Howard," she said, "thanks to you.
She couldn't resist. She'd never get a better excuse for kissing him, so right then, while he still held her in his arms, she pressed her mouth onto his and kissed him hard and lingeringly. She slipped her arms around his neck and pulled him even closer.
She felt a big ripple of surprise and pleasure running through his tall lean body. He made no effort to draw away. Dotty's mouth pressed harder and harder against his, and her smooth lips grew hot and restless. She felt his lips opening slightly, then hungrily-and then bashful Howard Taylor, the math teacher, was sticking his tongue into her mouth.
Dotty quivered with glee. She'd actually gotten
a reaction out of him. She felt his hot slippery tongue racing into her mouth, tickling against her tongue, probing. She answered by slipping her tongue into his mouth just as wantonly. Again Howard quivered, and she heard him moan very softly.
The next thing she knew, Howard Taylor was carrying her into the living room.
"Never mind the steaks," he said hoarsely.
Dotty was too surprised to say a word. He set her down on the couch and stretched out beside her, grabbing her almost savagely and pulling her hard against him. He began kissing her like it was going to be outlawed, hungry hard tongue-probing kisses that left her breathless,
Delighted, Dotty returned his eagerness, clinging to him, kissing him greedily, rubbing her tall curvy body against him. She was overjoyed to have found that inside mousy Howard Taylor a tiger had been lurking. My God, he made out like a sixteen-year-old boy. If only Craig were that eager for her…
"Oh, Howard," she gasped in one of the rare moments when he wasn't kissing her. "Oh, you're getting me so excited.."
She wasn't lying. This was the first time in weeks that she'd had a man's hard hot body pressed against her, a man eagerly caressing and kissing her. Hell, Craig hadn't really been eager for her in years. But Howard was moaning and sighing and pawing and tonguing like she was the most desirable woman in the world.
"Oh, Howard," she sighed, "my God.."
Her pussy had been hot and swollen and aching throughout her long horniness, but never like this. She was creaming so furiously and helplessly that she'd soaked the crotch of her shorts. Her poor starved gash was swollen up so taut, she felt she'd come if she sneezed. And Howard was making her more excited by the minute.
Moaning lustily, she envisioned the moment when they'd strip off their clothes and leap into bed. It had to be soon. She needed it so much. Christ, it was going to feel great to have a stiff cock inside her again. Wantonly she rubbed her belly against Howard's, signaling her need.
Howard suddenly drew away and yelped, "Oh, my gosh."
"Howard, what's wrong?" Dotty asked in bewilderment.
He blinked and straightened his glasses. "Oh, Dotty," he said, blushing scarlet, "I'm so sorry, I don't know what to say. I've been behaving like a mad man. It's just that I wanted to kiss you, and then I got carried away… Oh, dear, I'll leave right now, before anything worse happens-"
Dotty stared at him in disbelief and frustration. It was a helluva bad time to decide to be a gentleman, that's all she could say. Having gotten her so hotly aroused that she was almost ready to strip for him and beg for his cock, he was going to quit. He was going to go home. He was going to do the correct and decent thing.
Like hell he was.
"Howard," she said sternly, "come here."
He'd gotten up and was backing towards the
door, but at Dotty's command, he came back over to the couch. "I-I suppose I should apologize more," he said. "I know you must be furious with me, and-"
"Howard," she said, "shut up." She seized his wrist and made him sit down beside her. She started unbuttoning his shirt. "Now, Howard," she purred, "I want you to listen carefully to me. My husband won't make love to me any more. He's bored with me-"
"The silly asshole," Howard couldn't help exclaiming.
"I agree," said Dotty, "but please just listen to what I'm saying. Craig and I aren't making it any more, and I need a man. I want to take a lover. I like you, Howard. I think you'd do just fine-if you're interested."
He gave a big loud sigh "Interested? Dotty, I've had a letch for you for years. But what about Craig and Beth? We don't want to hurt them or cause any trouble."
"Right," said Dotty, "but they don't have to know. We'll be very careful." She finished unbuttoning his shirt and drew if off. She pulled his t-shirt off over his head. Howard was gawking at her like he just didn't believe his luck. She decided to make him believe.
She began unzipping his pants, and at the same time she leaned forward, stuck out her tongue, and tickled his nipples. Howard gasped, and his nipples stiffened. Dotty mischievously ran her slick tongue tip right down the center of his chest and belly and into his navel. She opened his fly.
"Oh, Christ, Dotty," he moaned, "I can't believe this is happening."
"Maybe you'd believe it if you took off my clothes," she said.
While she eased down his pants, Howard's trembling sweaty hands seized the hem of her tight t-shirt and clumsily drew the little garment off over her head, tousling her rich brown hair. He stared at her naked tits and dropped her shirt on the floor. He stared and stared.
Dotty knew he had plenty to stare at. Her big thrusting jugs were her very best feature. Howard feasted his popping eyes on the big creamy-pale cones with their large soft light-brown nipples. He licked his lips, hardly breathed.
"You can touch them if you want, Howard," she puffed. "I'd like that. I'd like to have you play with my tits…" She trailed off in a husky whisper that made Howard blush bright red.
He still seemed to have trouble believing his good fortune, but he decided to put it to the test. He reached out and gently slipped his hands under her large pointed boobs, cupping them, squeezing them. Whatever else was happening, those heavy hot tits had to be real. Howard moaned and squeezed harder.
"There, you see?" Dotty giggled. "They don't bite."
While he blissfully played with her tits she finally got his pants off. She tugged impatiently at his jockey shorts. She was dying to see what another cock looked like, having seen only Craig's. Furthermore, Howard had a beauty of a hard-on,
fiercely tenting the crotch of his shorts. If only she could get the damned things off..
"Raise your butt a little, dear," she panted.
Absently Howard cooperated-he was totally absorbed in fondling her tits-and she managed to slip the shorts over his flat muscular ass. Hurriedly she drew the garment all the way off and just let it lie on the floor. She looked at his cock-and she felt a searing flood of juice from her cunt.
Howard Taylor had an enormous cock.
Certainly no one would believe it just to look at him or to judge from his mousy shy manner. Dotty had been expecting a little three-incher. The cock she watched now was nine inches of thick hard pale meat, capped with a huge knob-like purple head. She hadn't dreamed pricks could be that big.
"Oh, my God," she murmured.
"What's wrong, Dotty?" Howard said. "I hope you haven't changed your mind."
"Oh, no, no, no," Dotty said hurriedly, "no, not at all, dear. It's just that I'm so excited. My goodness, why don't you take off the rest of my clothes so we can really have some fun?"
"You bet," Howard said with a grin.
Dotty hardly noticed his clumsy and prolonged efforts of undressing her. She just sat there and stared and stared at his monstrous erect dick. Now it was her turn to wonder if all this was real. Could she possibly be this lucky? Could she just by accident have discovered the biggest prick in the world? Her starved pussy creamed steadily as she focused on Howard's fantastic erection.
"Uh, Dotty, could you help me a little?" he said
with a blush. "It's been a long time since I undressed a girl."
"Oh, of course, Howard. I'm sorry," Dotty said. She could hardly tell him that she'd been miles away mentally, hypnotized by the size of his prick. She stood up, and Howard dropped to his knees before her and started pulling down her shorts and panties.
His hands shook so much, she thought he'd never finish the job, but at last he had her naked, her glossy brown triangle of mons fur just inches from his flushed face. With a horny moan he lurched forward and buried his face in the fragrant curls. Dotty felt his tongue snaking out and touching the sensitive little lump of her clit. She moaned with eagerness.
"Oh, yes, yes, Howard," she gasped, "do that.. Lick my clit, darling.. I'd just love that.."
She curled her fingers in his hair and held on tight because she was dizzy with lust and her eyes were fluttering shut. She estimated it was five years since her husband had gone down on her. She missed it terribly. She liked pussy eating almost as much as she liked balling. Now she felt Howard Taylor's hot wet tongue tickling deliciously over her starved little joy button, and a flood of pleasure washed over her that almost made her faint.
"Ohhhhhh," Dotty moaned. "Oh, my God, yesss.."
She opened her legs as wide as she could for him, and Howard pressed his tongue even farther
into the steamy folds of her mons lips. He licked and lashed and tickled her tiny red clit, the most sensitive organ of her body. Dotty moaned ecstatically as he ate her, wishing it could go on forever. It had been so damned long since a man had made love to her, especially like this.
"Darling, that's wonderful," she whined. "I just love it… Oh, God, Howard, please keep licking meee.."
As he loudly and wetly tongued her hot little button, he also moved her back toward the couch. She tottered and sat down hard, with a gasp, but before she could say anything, the mischievous Howard had pushed her legs wide apart, bending the knees, and exposed her whole wet red gash with its fringe of brown curls.
"Howard, you naughty thing," she gasped, "what are you trying to do?"
"You'll see," he grinned.
Dotty felt a little embarrassed at having him see everything between her legs, at having her whole pussy so wantonly exposed-but her embarrassment vanished fast as Howard slammed his face into her steamy wet crotch and thrust his thick tongue right up her seething wet cunt.
"Eeeeeee," Dotty shrieked.
She'd never felt anything like it before, the intense dizzying pleasure of having a man's stiff probing tongue thrust deep into her cunt. She wailed with delight and creamed hotly all around his mobile exploring tongue. Why wouldn't Craig do all these delicious things to her? Well, to hell with Craig-if he didn't want her, it was obvious
that Howard Taylor did.
"Yes, yes, darling," she whimpered, "put your tongue in my cunt… Oh, Howard, that feels marvelous…
When he finally came up for air, Dotty had a surprise for him. Before he could react, she'd pulled him up on the couch and onto his back. His huge erect prick stuck straight up in the air, wagging lewdly. Dotty felt hot saliva pooling in her mouth as she hurried to kneel beside him. She brought her greedy mouth down to the fat purple head of his cock and started licking hungrily…
"Ohhhhh, Christ,yeah," Howard gasped.
As the beautiful brunette went down on him, Howard's mild schoolteacher face twisted into a horny leer. He felt her scalding hot tongue on the ultrasensitive head of his prick, felt it digging right into the slit mouth and licking up his juice as fast as it bubbled out. The pleasure was dizzying, and he had to struggle not to come. Then he felt her juicy wet tongue sucking in his swollen cock-head, and it was even mare hard not to shoot his load.
"Awwwww, yeah," he sighed, "yeah, suck my cock a little, Dotty, that's great. But not too much… Don't wanta come yet.."
Dotty could have gone on sucking that tasty big prick all night, but she didn't want him to come yet, either. She wanted that super cock-stand all for herself. She took in as much of his thick meat as she could, all of the gigantic purple head, and sucked it swiftly and loudly for a few moments before Howard's moans told her that he was almost ready to come. Then she reluctantly released him.
"Come here," he gasped,
Dotty climbed onto the couch, straddling him, bringing her dripping pussy right over the enormous swollen head of his prick. She felt the big hard cock-head pressing against the tight but eager mouth of her cunt, and she moaned with excitement. Then Howard was pushing into her, stuffing her cunt fuller and deeper than Craig ever had…
"Oooooo," Dotty whined, "yes, yes, fuck me, Howard… Ohhhhh, yessss…"
Holding her by the waist as she knelt over him, Howard began to work his huge thick cock in her small juicy box. He didn't hold back. He couldn't. Moaning with excitement he slammed his big hard prick fast and deep in her small slick twat, fucking her almost brutally.
Dotty didn't mind in the least. She liked it hard and fast, to make up for months and years of sexual starvation. She didn't feel a bit of guilt about cheating on Craig. Hell, she should have done it four years ago when he first showed signs of boredom with their love-making. She'd been denying herself too long.
"Ohhh, Howard, it's so good," she wailed.
Howard just grinned. He didn't have a lot to say, but he was plainly enjoying himself as he balled the lovely brunette into one howling orgasm after another. Finally her red-hot nipping cunt brought him off, and with a hoarse yelp of delight he came.
"Wow, Dotty," he gasped a few moments later, "that was terrific. I sure hope we can do it again."
"You better believe we will," she laughed. "I'll
see you very soon, Howard.."
He'd hardly left before her husband came home. Dotty knew she ought to feel guilty. Her face was flushed, her cunt was soaked with another man's jism, and she couldn't stop grinning, she felt so good. But she didn't feel guilty-not when she thought of Craig balling Tina West. The score was even now, that was all.
"Well, you look smug about something," Craig said. "You must have had a good day."
"Oh, I did, darling," Dotty sighed. "I had a wonderful day…