Twenty-four hours passed, and Dotty was getting horny again. She wished she could call Howard Taylor and arrange to meet him someplace, but Craig was home, and probably Howard's wife Beth was home, too. She paced around the house, restless and lusty, thinking about the delicious love-making she and Howard had had the previous day.
"Dotty, what the hell's the matter with you?" Craig finally asked. "You haven't sat down since I got home, except to eat dinner. You trying to wear out the rug?"
"Oh, sorry," Dotty said vaguely. "I didn't notice."
But to herself she was thinking that if she was restless, it was his fault. If Craig had only done his duty as a husband, she wouldn't be pacing around
like a caged tigress. She'd be able to think of something besides her swollen wet pussy. Oh, Christ, if only there were some way she could meet Howard…
The phone rang, and Dotty answered it since she happened to be nearest. To her astonishment, it was Howard Taylor. She turned beet red and quickly turned her back to Craig so he wouldn't see the expression on her face- She tried to keep her voice calm.
"Dotty," Howard said eagerly, "Beth's gone to another of her meetings. She won't be back for hours. Is there some way you could get over here?"
Dotty's heart leaped. A whole evening with Howard, a whole evening of delicious fucking… She just had to take advantage of it, but how was she going to get away from Craig? What excuse could she use? Oh, well, she'd think of something.
"Yes, that would be fine," she said. "I'll see what I can do."
"He's listening?" said Howard. "Craig?"
"Yes," said Dotty.
"Well, you just get over here as quickly as you can," Howard urged. "I'll be waiting."
Dotty hung up, and Craig looked up from the TV and said, "Who was that, honey?"
"Oh, just some charity wanting money," she said quickly. "Uh, Craig, as you see, I'm feeling awfully restless. I think I'll go out to a movie." She just prayed he wouldn't ask to come along.
"Good idea," said Craig, turning back to his television show. "Have a nice time."
"I certainly will," said Dotty.
She hurried out of the house, and as soon as she was gone, Craig got up, went to the phone, and dialed a number.
"Tina?" he said breathlessly.
Dotty had to take the car so Craig would think she'd really gone to a movie, so she parked it about a block away and walked back to Howard's house. She was just about there when she saw someone walking toward her, coming fast along the sidewalk. Dotty ducked into Howard's yard and hid behind a bush. The figure hurried past her. It was Tina West, and she went to Craig and Dotty's place. One quick rap on the door, and Craig let her in.
Dotty couldn't help smiling to herself. No wonder Craig had wanted her to go to a movie. Still, it all seemed a little crazy-her having to sneak out of the house to get laid, her husband having to call the neighbor woman. She shook her head as she went to Howard's front door and knocked.
He opened it almost instantly and smiled blissfully when he saw Dotty. "Oh, wow," he sighed, "am I glad to see you. Come on in. Did you have any trouble getting away?"
"No," said Dotty. "I just said I was going to a movie."
She decided not to tell Howard about Tina and Craig. She'd just as soon not have the whole neighborhood know that her husband was balling
another woman. Howard took her coat, escorted her to the living room, and made drinks for both of them.
"Does Beth go out a lot in the evenings?" Dotty asked.
"Yeah," Howard sighed, "several nights a week. I used to feel pretty neglected, but now that I know you, Dotty, I can put that time to better use."
Dotty blushed, but she felt herself getting hotly excited. It was going to be so great to get balled again, regularly and well. It had been years since she'd been well taken care of in bed. She and Howard finished their drinks quickly and then looked at each other hungrily.
"I don't know where to start," Howard said shyly. "I don't have much experience in these things."
"I don't know, either," Dotty laughed. "Why don't we just take off our clothes? That seems the most practical thing to do."
Howard laughed, too. "Right on," he said, reaching for his necktie. "It does seem the most practical thing to do. And let's go in the bedroom, too. Someone might be able to see us here."
He led the way down the hall to the master bedroom with its king size bed. Dotty felt herself getting shamelessly aroused already. She and Howard hurriedly fumbled out of their clothes. She watched eagerly as he removed his shorts, and there it was, that monster cock.
Yesterday definitely hadn't been just a figment of her imagination. Howard's cock actually was
super-large, a thick nine inches of milky-pale flesh capped with a swollen purple knob-like head. Dotty creamed furiously and hotly as she eyed his stiff and ready prick. What luck that it was all for her…
"Hurry, darling," she said hoarsely.
Watching Dotty undress, Howard Taylor was thinking similar thoughts, thinking how incredibly lucky he was. The shy math teacher could hardly believe that this stately tall brunette with the superb big breasts wanted to get it on with him. At forty-five he was just considering himself over the hill, too old for sex, when Dotty came into his life. Now he was as horny as a kid…
"I'm hurrying," he said with a grin.
He watched Dotty take off her bra, always a dazzling sight. Her great heavy tits sprang out of the tight confinement, firm and pointed despite their size. Her nipples were taut with arousal. She started to inch down her panties, and Howard watched like a dirty-minded little boy, waiting for the first glimpse of pussy. Dotty had a lovely big bush, a lush triangle of glossy brown fur. At last she stood before him naked, a statuesque sexy brunette who actually wanted HIM…
"Incredible," Howard muttered.
"What?" said Dotty.
"Never mind," he chuckled. "Let's just go to bed."
As they crawled onto the bed, Dotty said, a little nervously, "You're sure Beth won't be back for awhile yet?"
"Oh, she never gets back before midnight," said
Howard. "She'd rather talk to her girlfriends than sit home with me."
But he didn't want to talk about Beth or think about Beth. He wanted to enjoy Dotty Devon's great creamy-fleshed body in the short time they'd have together. He didn't want to think about anything else. He playfully pushed Dotty down on her back and moved her legs apart to expose her pussy.
He saw her ripe red gash, already moist and swollen, with its fringe of dark glossy curls. Dotty had a gorgeous pussy, one that made his mouth water. He moved her long shapely legs even farther apart, bending her knees, gently forcing her legs back till her knees touched her bit thrusting boobs. Her gash was lewdly exposed.
"Howard," Dotty gasped, blushing deeply, "what ARE you doing?"
"I'm a dirty old man," he laughed. "I like to look."
"Well, I hope you're going to do more than just look," she said.
"Oh, I will, Howard replied. "I will. You'll see…
He eased himself down between her legs till his face was brushing the tickly fur of her mons. Her crotch radiated fierce wet heat. He parted the furry fat lips and uncovered the bright red dot of her clit. He stuck out his tongue and used just the tip to lash her little joy button. Dotty's reaction was instant-a howl of delight, a helpless gush of cunt cream…
"Ohhhhh, Howard, yes," she moaned, "yes,
lick meeeee!"
Again Dotty could hardly believe her luck. It'd been years since Craig went down on her, even though it was the thing she liked best of all. Now once again she had a lover who'd do all the naughty but delicious things she liked. She felt Howard's stiff slick tongue tip working hungrily on her moist sensitive clit, and powerful waves of pleasure streaked through her body.
"Oooooo," Dotty crooned, "ooooo, yes, darling, I just love that… Yes, lick my clit."
Howard used more and more of his tongue on her hot little button, licking it faster and faster. He could feel and hear the growing signs of Dotty's arousal-the fierce heat of her pussy, the floods of cream from her cunt, her rapid breathing, and her shrill little cries of pleasure.
"Ohhhhh, darling, that's so-nice," she gasped. "Please don't stop… Ahhhhh, God… Could you suck it, too, dear? Suck my clit."
Howard complied instantly. He liked to please her, liked to turn her on. At her hoarse request he quickly jammed his mouth onto the hard wet lump of her clit and began to suck the tiny organ between his lips. As he sucked the tender button in, Dotty made no sound at all-at first. She just held her breath, devastated with pleasure. Then as she felt his scalding-hot saliva bathing the most sensitive organ of her body, she began to emit shrill cries of joy.
"Eeeeee," Dotty cried.
There were no articulate sounds to express the fantastic pleasure she felt as Howard Taylor began
to suck hard and fast on her erect tender clit. She forgot everything else-her husband, her marriage, her duty-as her new lover used his lips expertly on her squirting joy button. There was no keener pleasure than this.
"Ahhhhh," Dotty wailed, "Ahhhhhh.."
She hadn't meant to come so soon, but what the hell? She could always come again later.. She just couldn't resist, and it was so easy. With Howard sucking hot and hard on her already hungry clit, it was no effort at all to just let herself spin off into a dizzying orgasm.
"Eeeeeeee," she screeched.
Howard was surprised and gratified to have made her come so soon. He felt her clit tighten and pulse, felt the furious rush of hot juice from her cunt, and then her voluptuous body was rocking violently, making the bedsprings creak. She shrieked and gasped and writhed for a full minute before finally collapsing with a loud sigh.
"Oh, my God," she panted, "that was great… What can I do for you, Howard?"
"I'll let you know when the time comes," he said.
"Oh?" Dotty laughed. "And when might that be? Do you have to be so damned mysterious?"
"I'm not finished with you yet," he said, with a mysterious grin.
Then he was jamming his face into her crotch again. After the huge climax she'd just had, Dotty figured her whole pussy would be numb and satisfied-but she'd reckoned without years of sexual starvation. Howard began licking her ripe
red gash, and almost instantly she was horny again. "Howard, damn you," she gasped, "you're getting me hot.."
Oh, well, as long as he was willing to finish what he started, it was okay with her. She lay back and let her long legs fall wide open. Howard burrowed deeper into her crotch with a greedy snuffling sound, and she felt his tongue tickling and lashing clear from her clit to the sensitive wrinkle of her asshole.
"Ohhhhh, yesss," she sighed. "You're spoiling me, Howard, but yes, yes, yes…"
Howard definitely wanted to spoil her. He wanted to turn her on so much that she'd always come back to him. The tall big-breasted brunette was like something out of all his horny daydreams, an erotic fantasy come true. He did his best to arouse her-and judging from her squeals and moans and sighs, he was doing pretty well.
"Ahhhhh, God, that's good," Dotty squealed.
Howard's naughty stiff tongue tip was doing something very wicked and very pleasant-worming its way right into her tightly clenched asshole. Dotty was a little embarrassed to be licked there, but the pleasure was so intense, she just couldn't tell him to stop. She relaxed her anal muscles and let him push his tongue in farther and farther, till she was skewered on it. He pushed his slick hot tongue clear to the root in her tight sensitive asshole.
"Oh, my God, Howard," she whined, "I never felt anything so good… Your tongue feels great in my ass, darling… Ahhh… AHHHHHH…"
To her astonishment-and his-she was suddenly coming again. Howard felt her fiery little bumhole contracting and gripping his tongue. Dotty was carried away on a blinding wave of pleasure that rocked her body for a full minute. She finally stopped writhing, and his tongue slipped from her convulsing bumhole.
"Good God," she panted, "that was incredible… Darling, you must let me do something for you now.
"When the time comes," said Howard.
"But, Howard," Dotty protested, "you've already made me come twice. That's enough for now. It's your turn to-Howard, what are you doing? You crazy-ahhhhhh…"
Howard was at it again, burrowing into her steamy wet crotch, finding still another place to lick and arouse. Dotty was sure she wouldn't feel a thing this time. He'd already made her come twice, violently, by licking her clit and then her asshole. Even SHE had to rest occasionally.
Yet when she felt his thick wet tongue snaking into her cunt, pleasure overwhelmed her again…
"Oh, my God, YES," she gasped.
She felt his tongue pressed deep in her cunt, stuffing probing, tickling, and she helplessly creamed all around it. To hell with Craig-she'd be coming back to Howard forever if he did things like this. There certainly wasn't any doubt that Howard wanted her. He was going out of his way to turn her on. He was thrusting his tongue furiously, cock-like, in and out of her cunt, trying to make her come a third time.
"Ahhhhh, aaahhhhh," Dotty gasped.
She wasn't going to have any trouble coming again, no trouble at all. It seemed incredible, but after just a few seconds of his vigorous tongue-fucking, she felt an explosion of pleasure deep in her belly, and her body began to rock again in the furious convulsions of climax. Her cunt contracted helplessly around his tongue, squeezing and creaming.
"Oh, my God," she sighed at last, "that's enough, Howard. You crazy, you made me come three times. It's got to be your turn now."
"All right," he laughed, "I'll allow you to bring me off."
Dotty eyed his enormous pale cock-stand as he emerged from her crotch. Saliva rushed to her mouth. She knew exactly how she wanted to surprise and delight Howard. He knelt between her thighs and started to thrust his cock at her cream-filled cunt, but Dotty spoke quickly, stopping him.
"No, not like that," she said.
Howard raised an eyebrow but said nothing. Dotty scrambled out from under him and playfully pushed him down on his back. She wriggled between his legs, till her hot moist breath was fanning his swollen cock and balls. She eyed the fat red sacs and the thick pale pillar of his cock, and she found herself actually drooling.
"I don't see how we can ball in that position," Howard said, feigning innocence.
"You idiot," Dotty laughed. "Just shut up and enjoy.."
She bent down, stuck out her little pink tongue, and pressed the tip against his steamy-hot balls. Howard gave a little start of surprise and pleasure. Dotty started to lick his sensitive nut sacs, gently and slowly at first, but then with growing speed and hunger. Howard felt hot dizzying pleasure building up in his loins, pleasure so great that he couldn't keep still.
"Oh, Christ, that feels great," he gasped. "Yeah, Dotty, lick my balls… Oh, man, yeah…"
Dotty happily abandoned herself to the delicious task of licking and tasting Howard's balls and cock. She lost track of the time. She only knew that she and her new lover were having a wonderful time finding all kinds of bizarre ways to bring each other off. It was a game she could have played all night…
Three miles away at a meeting of the Ladies' Garden Club, Beth Taylor squirmed in her chair. She felt so restless tonight. Of course she knew the reason. "Restless" wasn't really the word for what she felt. "Horny" would be a lot more accurate. That's why she belonged to all these clubs and came to all these meetings, to try to take her mind off being horny. Sometimes it worked, but tonight it was an unqualified flop. The speaker, an old lady with a pink straw hat and a voice like a crow, was going on and on about native wildflowers-and Beth wasn't hearing a word she said.
"Oh, hell," Beth muttered under her breath, "what am I going to do?"
Beth, a tall slim redhead, was forty years old and had been married to Howard Taylor for half her life. She loved her husband dearly, but for the past few years something vital had been missing from their marriage-sex. Howard was always too tired, it seemed. Beth knew she was to blame, too, in part. After twenty years together their love life had gotten a little boring, and she'd done nothing to perk it up. But mainly it was Howard who'd turned off completely.
It certainly wasn't like the old days, when they used to make love eagerly every night. Sometimes they couldn't even wait till after dinner. Howard would come home from school, they'd rush into each other's arms, and the next thing they knew, they'd be fucking right there on the rug. Beth sighed loudly as she remembered how great it had been.
"Is anything wrong, Beth?" said the woman sitting next to her. "You've looked so-well, strange -all evening.
Beth blushed clear down to her toes. My God, was it that obvious? At least no one could read her mind. No one could know that Mrs. Howard Taylor, prominent club woman, was sitting there thinking about stiff cocks. At least she hoped no one could tell.
"I feel a little dizzy," she answered. "I think maybe I better leave."
Beth knew from experience that there was only one thing to do in a case like this. When she was
this naggingly horny, she wasn't going to be able to keep her attention on the meeting, and the only thing for it was to go home and masturbate. She hated that ugly word, hated to satisfy herself like that, but it was her only recourse. Howard certainly wouldn't do it for her…
She quietly left the meeting and drove home. If things went according to pattern, Howard would be plugged into the TV and would only grunt a greeting when she got home. He liked to sit up late and watch the late movie. She could go right to bed and bring herself off. By now she was an expert at it.
Just in case Howard had changed his mind and gone to sleep, she parked quietly and tiptoed into the house. The living room lights were on, but Howard was nowhere to be seen. Beth felt annoyance. She hoped he hadn't gone to bed yet. It was so hard to frig herself when he was lying right there next to her.
She tiptoed down the hall to the bedroom. If he was in bed, she'd come out and do it on the couch instead, just to be alone. Damn him anyhow, why wasn't he following his usual pattern? She saw that the bedroom door was open, light on. What was he doing, reading in bed? Then Beth stopped still as she heard her husband's voice, loud and hoarse:
"Awwwww, Christ, YEAH-suck my cock, Dotty.."
Beth leaned back against the wall, pale and breathless with shock. She knew she couldn't possibly have heard right. Such a thing just couldn't be happening. Why, Howard wasn't even
interested in sex any more-he'd told her so. Her ears must be playing tricks on her. She was so obsessed with sex herself, she was imagining all kinds of crazy things…
Beth controlled her trembling and looked into the bedroom. She saw her husband naked, lying on his back, while the neighbor woman, Dotty Devon, equally naked, knelt between his legs and sucked his cock. She was sucking it furiously, taking the whole thing right into her throat, her head bouncing up and down. Howard was in ecstasy, his eyes rolling wildly, his mouth twisted in a horny grin.
"Yeah, yeah, blow me, baby," he moaned, "suck that meat.."
Beth wanted to scream, but she found herself paralyzed with shock. All she could do was stand there watching. She just couldn't believe it-and yet her eyes told her plainly that her shy teacher husband was getting a vigorous blow job from her long time friend and neighbor, Dotty Devon.
My God, my God… Beth s mind whirled, she didn't know what to do or think. As she watched, Howard began to arch his body, feeding more and more of his swollen spit-soaked dick into Dotty's eagerly sucking mouth. His voice got hoarser and louder as he was carried away on a tide of pleasure.
"Eat it," he gasped, "yeah, yeah, eat my come… ahhhhhh.."
He shot his load into Dotty's convulsing throat, and she eagerly swallowed every drop of it. He whined and clawed the bed as the delicious orgasm drained his balls. Beth watched her husband finally
collapse with a happy sigh, his limp prick slipping from Dotty's lips. He pulled Dotty into his arms and kissed her gratefully.
"I better go now," Dotty sighed. "Beth ought to be back soon."
"I suppose you're right," Howard sighed. "Damn it all.."
Dotty got out of bed and started to put her clothes on. Beth was finally able to move. For some reason she didn't want them to see her, didn't want them to know that she knew about their affair. She needed time to think. She hurried out of the house, got into the car, and drove around for awhile, giving Dotty time to get home.
At first she felt very hurt, but the more she thought about it, the more angry she got. Damn Howard anyhow-he'd said he wasn't interested in sex any more, he'd deprived Beth of all satisfaction, and then the big phony goes and has an affair with the neighbor. It just wasn't fair. If Howard was going to have an affair, then Beth should be allowed to have one, too.
She felt sudden excitement. She'd never considered having an affair before, but the idea really turned her on. She'd never fucked anybody but Howard in her whole life. It would really be great to try it with other men..
But that was adultery, a sin.
She'd just have to think it over.