Mia's thoughts were still on Loni later that evening while the young wife was in her bedroom, trying on her new clothes. Every time she looked at her new scarlet panties, she could feel the raven-haired beauty's hands on her ass and pussy. Each time she held a silky stocking to her naked flesh, she could feel the older woman's body snug against hers. Whatever she climbed into or touched to her flesh brought back memories of Loni and the naughty things the woman had taught Mia in the dressing booth.
Even while Mia cooked her husband's supper and sat down to eat with him, her mind was back in the dressing booth. She ignored Bob when he asked about the dreamy smile on her face, and she shrugged her shoulders when he wondered aloud why she looked so fired.
She did the dishes while thinking about her new-found female lover. And afterwards, she stared at the TV but saw only Loni and the brunette's jutting tits. She smiled dreamily throughout and at first didn't hear her husband when he asked if she was ready for bed.
"You go on, Bob, I'll be up later."
"How much later? I was hoping for some pussy tonight."
"I'm sorry, Bob, I don't feel like fucking."
"You never feel like fucking anymore. What's gotten into you lately?"
He spoke impatiently.
"Nothing's gotten into me, Bob. I just don't feel like fucking, that's all." She sat cross-legged on the sofa, her eyes fixed on the TV. She was wearing new designer jeans and a new sheer blouse. Her tits were easily visible.
"Hey," he said, leaning closer, "where did you get that blouse? I can see right through it."
"I did some shopping today. I brought quite a few things!"
"Are they all as revealing as that obscene blouse?"
"It's not obscene. It's comfortable. I like the fit."
"Well, shit, what was wrong with the blouses in your closet?"
"I don't like them anymore. I wanted something new."
"So I see."
"Look, Bob, you picked out most of my old clothes, not me."
"Well, you never complained about that before."
"I am now."
"I can see that… and I can see your tits too. I hope you don't intend to wear that thing outside."
"I'll wear it where I please. I enjoy feeling sexy!"
"And do your other new clothes make you feel sexy?"
"Most of them."
"So, you went out and bought a lot of obscene shit that'll make you look like a whore! Is that what you're telling me?"
"I'm a grown woman, and I'll dress as I please – not as you please."
"Not as I please, huh? Hell, you've changed an awful lot the past couple of days. What's the reason?"
"No reason," she lied. "I just felt like doing a few things differently, that's all. No need to get upset." Then she turned her back to him, ending the conversation. She heard a few dirty words as he stomped up the stairs, but she paid them no mind.
Mia fell asleep on the sofa and slept soundly, dreaming of her friend Loni. She didn't stir until the first rays of the morning sun reached through the living room window and touched her eyelids. She was really disappointed that her dream had to end then.
She passed her husband on the stairs as she was going up to shower. He was dressed for work and seemed still angry.
"I couldn't get any pussy. Do you think I can get some breakfast?" he said sarcastically.
"Sure," Mia said, "and make me some, too." She continued on, ignoring more dirty words.
She stayed in the shower until she was sure Bob had left for work. Then she returned to her bedroom and threw herself across the bed. She was naked and refreshed, but very angry.
She was angry because in her mind's eye she could still see her husband fucking Sally, and Sally going down on her husband. It was because of this anger that she still had not yet been able to forgive him, or to even discuss the matter with him.
And as she lay there, remembering what she saw in Sally's living room that day, she soon came to the conclusion that while she could probably tolerate sharing the rest of the house with Bob, she could no longer tolerate sharing the bedroom with him. She would move all of her things to the spare room at the end of the hall, and she would do so today. However, while there was plenty of closet space in that room, there was no bed. She would have to purchase one.
She had spotted a wonderful bed during her trip to the mall yesterday. She remembered it well, with its brass frame and firm, comfortable mattress. The price was a bit steep, but she figured Bob could handle it, though he might not be happy about it.
She called the store immediately, gave the salesman her credit card number and made plans for delivery that afternoon. She hoped to have the bed in place before her husband returned from work.
Though she had just taken a shower, Mia decided to spend the morning in the bathtub, soaking in hot sudsy water while reading a magazine. Her sudden decision to have her very own bedroom had left her too nervous to do anything else.
The magazine was interesting, but the relaxing effects of the steamy water made her drowsy before long, and within minutes she was fast asleep.
She woke with a start, splashing water all over the bathroom floor as she sat erect in the tub. Breathing hard and fast, she sat there for a moment or two in a state of shock, not quite sure of her surroundings, before she finally came to her senses and realized that the doorbell was ringing.
Mia jumped out of the tub and couldn't find her robe, so she wrapped a large white towel around her naked body and raced down the steps. She flung open the door and greeted a tall, muscular, dark-haired, square-jawed man wearing a neat grey uniform and a big smile. The sight of him took her breath away and left her gulping in the doorway like a big-titted fool.
"Delivery man," he said, showing pearly whites. "I have the bed you ordered, over there in my truck." In the street behind him was parked a bright blue panel truck.
"Y-you're early, aren't you?" Mia asked, finding heir voice. She wondered just how long she had slept. Was it late afternoon already?
"Yes, business was slow today, so we were able to get your bed to you right away. Hope you appreciate the fast service."
"Oh, I can. I do. The sooner the better. Bring it right in." She stood aside and watched as the giant of a man hoisted a huge crate from the back of his truck, loaded it upon a dolly, and rolled it into her house. "Up the stairs and down the hall. Gosh, I hope you can manage that thing by yourself."
"No problem," he said as he began rolling the loaded doily up the staircase, one step at a time. "I'm in good shape."
"SO I see," Mia said, under her breath.
She followed behind, eyeing the man's big muscles and good looks – not to mention his huge cock bulge, which she found mouthwatering and cunt-stimulating. She also found herself inhaling the man's sweat odor; this manly odor further aroused her.
By the time they reached the top of the stairs Mia's pussy was twitching rapidly, and her tits were hard as rocks and almost too swollen to conceal. Their rounded white tops were easily visible; the delivery man only had to look, which he did, frequently.
She followed her new bed down the hall and into her new bedroom, not caring how much of her ass and tits jiggled freely in plain view, beyond the limits, of the towel.
With her towel wrapped tightly around her, Mia sat in a chair in a corner of the room and watched the man tear apart the crate, pull out all the parts, and begin to assemble her brass bed. He worked steadily, knowingly, carefully, and the bed gradually took shape.
Every time he looked her way and smiled, she smiled back and showed him a bit more of her tits, gave him another peek at her shapely ass. Once, she shyly parted her thighs and flashed her naked pussy at him. When his eyes suddenly widened, she couldn't help but grin.
Mia teased the delivery man again and again, but in a way that was not too obvious. Nevertheless, by the time he had fully assembled the bed, his cock bulge was rock-hard, and he was eyeing her hotly. Beneath his roaming eyes, she all but melted into the chair.
"Before I leave I want you to test the bed to make sure it's to your liking," he said. "So come over here and hop up onto it."
That was some invitation and she was quick to accept it. She hopped up onto the bed with such joy that her towel came loose.
Mia rallied all over her new bed, enjoying the comfortable mattress. As she rolled, her towel fell completely off. The delivery man stood watching while Mia rolled from one side of the bed to the other. She flattened her big tits beneath her, and then dug her asscheeks into the mattress again and again, giggling and squealing the whole while. Her pussy repeatedly flashed before her new friend as she performed privately for him. His horny stare was all the applause she needed.
The young wife finally came to a stop in the middle of the bed. She lay on her back with her long legs spread wide, her big tits jutting upwards, and her arms raised high to welcome her stud. She uttered a tiny laugh as he quickly shed his uniform.
"Come to me, lover," she said when he was naked. "Come and fuck my tight pussy." Her hair and body were still damp from her bath; her pussy was damp from her dripping fuck-juices.
Her stud had a hard body, as she knew he would. Coarse black hairs matted his chest and groin, while a long fat cock and two heavy balls hung from between his muscular thighs. She licked her lips and wriggled her ass excitedly when he joined her on the bed.
"I don't usually get tipped this well," he said, grinning. "But I'll take pussy over money any day. Tits too."
The delivery man knelt between Mia's open legs and pushed her legs far back, until her knees touched her shoulders. Immediately, she felt a breath of air on her inner thighs and cunt-lips, and then a sudden shiver raced up her spine. She knew that in this wide-open position she could easily get the shit fucked out of her.
Her stud held her legs back with one hand and seized his fat prick in his other hand. Then, holding his thick cock firmly, he began working his cockhead up and down her cunt-lips, stroking her fuck-meat gently and thoroughly.
He moved his cockhead steadily, caressing her soft pussy. He brushed her silky pussy-hairs this way and that. He coated her pussyhairs with pre-cum and made them shine. He soon made her whole pussy tingle with excitement.
"Mmmmmmm!" she moaned. She bounced her ass up and down off the mattress as her enthusiasm mounted.
The stud crawled closer to her pussy and continued to stroke her golden-haired pussy-lips with his cockhead. He snaked his swollen cock-knob through her yellow cunt-bush and made her whimper aloud. Then he traced a wet path up her cunt-crack and made her squeal joyfully. In her delirium Mia held on to his massive shoulders with both hands and braced herself.
The delivery man caressed her golden bush with long thorough strokes, his dripping cockhead soaking her cunt-hairs with clear precum. She shuddered repeatedly, loving his big prick and the way he used it to tickle her pussy.
The man poked his cockhead into Mia's cuntcrack and began caressing that too. Mia writhed delightedly as her lover's cock-knob dithered up and down her cunt-crack. Her pussy soon glistened with pre-cum.
Holding his big cock in one hand, the delivery man continued to stroke her cunt-crack. In his eagerness he forced her cunt-lips apart and rubbed her cunt-nerves raw. His cockhead slid here and there, tantalizing her throbbing fuck-meat.
"Aagh!" she cried, trembling.
His greasy cock-bulb scraped the full length of her cunt-crack, and soon her cunt-nerves were standing on end. She bucked repeatedly, as if ready to explode.
She shook her head deliriously and squeezed her tits hard, so that they swelled in her fists and began throbbing.
While she was begging to be fucked, the delivery man thrust his hips suddenly and snaked his prick up into her gaping fuck-hole.
Mia struggled to catch her breath as his big prick stretched her cunt-walls wide. There seemed no end to his cock as it slid deeper and deeper inside her pussy. She couldn't remember the last time her pussy was so completely stuffed.
While she breathed heavily, her lover worked his prick up and down her cunt-tube. He tortured her pussy-nerves some more and sent jolts of bliss streaking though her fuck-hole. She whimpered uncontrollably as she writhed beneath him.
A pre-cum and cunt juice mixture trickled down her inner thighs after oozing from her plugged-up cunt. She roiled her eyes and licked her lips as her joy mounted.
He kept lunging into her, his hairy ass moving back and forth between her open thighs. As he fucked her pussy steadily, the fat root of his prick scraped against her clit and punished the little fuck-button. Her clit soon swelled up and began to throb, thus adding to her bliss.
Mia was out of her mind with passion. She continued to buck her pretty ass up and down off the mattress, while breathing hard and fast. Her lover's big cock delved deeply inside her fuck-hole, stretching her fuck-meat out of shape and torturing her little clit. She held on to her tits with both hands as she awaited the inevitable explosion of cum.
The delivery man suddenly began reaming her fuck-hole with his fat prick. Moving his ass in circles, he twisted his prick around and around her clinging cunt-walls, knocking her clit to and fro and taking away her breath. It wasn't long before Mia's whole body began spasming.
"Aagh!" she cried, bucking her ass hard enough to make her new bed squeak. "I-I-I'm coming! I'm coming! Oh, fuuuuck!"
She went wild beneath him as she sprayed his cock and balls with steaming cunt-juices. Even as she came, she was begging for more, crying out for his long fat prick. She just couldn't get enough fucking from this good-looking giant of a man.
Because she wanted more and because his prick was still stiff enough to give her more, the stud unplugged her pussy, flipped her over onto her belly, and climbed atop her. Surprised to find her tits flattened beneath her and her ass jutting upwards, Mia looked back over her shoulder to see what the man was up to.
His prick was still long and fat, just as before; only now it was red as a beet and coated with slimy cunt-juice. The fat fucker was also aimed at her asshole.
Before Mia could voice even the tiniest protest, her lover mounted her from behind and seized her slim waist in both hands. She shivered beneath him when his cockhead slipped into her asscrack and came to rest against her puckered shithole. She gasped as the intense heat wreaked havoc with her asshole nerves. But she didn't panic; she stayed where she was and braced herself for a terrific ass-fucking.
Under his guidance Mia spread her thighs and welcomed his big cock into her asshole. She groaned, shaking her head in disbelief. Her long yellow hair spread out beneath her face.
The man humped the young wife hard, driving his big prick deeper and deeper inside her shithole. Before she knew it, his heavy balls were resting upon her asscheeks, like hot coals upon a soft pillow.
"Ohhh!" she cried, grimacing. "Your cock is a real monster!"
Holding her waist firmly, the man began pumping his prick in and out of her greasy shitter. He filled the bedroom with filthy flesh slapping noises as his balls repeatedly hammered her asscheeks.
"Aagh!" she cried, biting her lower lip. Her tits were flat as pancakes and throbbed hotly.
Mia breathed hard and fast. Shivers raced up her spine. Her asshole stretched, receded, and stretched again as the man's prick kept filling it.
The delivery man was also out of breath. He panted heavily and caressed her shoulders with his hot breath. Also, his coarse chest hairs scratched her smooth back, while his cock-hairs tantalized the many nerves in her asscheeks. Mia shuddered beneath him, her mind spinning from so many joyful sensations.
Her lover sank his nails into her soft hips as his passion mounted. He moved his hairy ass up and down above her smooth ass, in a steady rhythm. And as he did so, his prick speared her buttery shifter again and again, stretching her asshole walls this way and that.
Mia gasped and whimpered beneath her hard bodied stud. She listened as his balls slapped her asscheeks noisily. She winced as his fat prickshaft jolted her tender asshole walls. She had never been fucked in the ass before. She wondered what his hot cam would feel like inside her shitty asshole.
Because of the man's hard humping, the friction and the pressure inside her shifter mounted quickly. To deal with this agony, Mia began pumping her shithole around his driving prick, gripping his fucker firmly. She knew she was driving him wild.
Then Mia began thrusting her ass up onto his prick. She thrust steadily, playing the role of ball-buster. The room filled with flesh-slapping noises that grew louder and louder by the minute.
His prick delved deep inside her asshole, churning her shitter juices into a soupy froth. Soon, squishing noises mingled with flesh slapping noises to create quite a concert.
"Aagh!" her lover howled at last. "Your tight ass is taking me over the edge! I can't hold back any longer! I'm coming!"
She bore his weight as he blew wad after wad of burning jizz into her asshole, coating her asshole walls thoroughly. Then, with cum oozing down her asscrack, she herself came and soaked the mattress with her cunt-juices.
"Ohhhhh!" she cried, spasming all over. "I'm coming again!"
After long moments of spasming and sighing and moaning, they rolled apart and lay still. Mia couldn't have been happier.