"Oh," Amanda said, "do you really have to go? Why don't you stick around and stick me again? Mmmmm, baby? Don't you wanna put that big hard cock of yours back into little old me? Doesn't it fill your balls with cum when you hear me moaning soft and low while that prick saws in and out of my hot tight cunt? Come on, baby, let's fuck again!"
She was all over Rusty in the kitchen while he tried to suck down a beer. She had something between her legs that needed sucking a lot more than that can of beer.
"I gotta get back to work," Rusty said. "The boss is gonna shit if I take any more time, especially since this was a wild goose chase to begin with. Anyway, I have to be back by five so I can punch out. I love your pussy, but I need to get paid for today, too, baby!"
"Who needs money when this is available?" Amanda asked, taking his free hand and sliding it through the opening in the front of her robe. She wore absolutely nothing under it, and his fingers immediately contacted the smooth warmth of her almost-hairless cunt. She held his hand against her pussy and humped toward him, sliding her slick wet cunt up and down his fingers.
With her other hand, she groped the front of his work pants. The bulge of his cock was unmistakable, and her fingers gravitated instantly toward it. Her eyebrows lifted and her green eyes sparkled like emeralds as she caressed him. She could feel his prick getting stiffer and stiffer with each stroke, even though he'd dumped a load of cum into her shitter that would have been a lifetime squirt for most guys.
"You're getting hard," she said. "I can feel your cock boning up. It wants to fuck me again, why don't you?"
"Oh, fuck," Rusty said, and he put down his beer can. "I guess when my cock talks that plainly, I should listen, right?"
He picked Amanda up by the waist.
"Ooohhh!" she giggled, her feet kicking in the air.
Looking around the kitchen, he saw the table, and he carried her over to it, planting her hot little ass on the edge. He untied the sash of her robe, bared her body and went down on her, starting with her mouth.
Amanda throbbed with arousal, holding his head while they kissed. Her hands moved down his back and onto his ass. She loved to feel a guy's ass. She knew now that she loved licking them even more. She could feel the heat of his body, even through his clothes, and it only increased her own heat.
He was bouncing her tits, slapping himself in the face with them and burying his head between them.
He stooped as he got near her cunt. She leaned back, stretching out on the table, her legs up and her pussy open. He nuzzled her freshly shaven cunt, and he opened her with his tongue.
Rusty sucked her clit until it ached, and he had his fingers up her cunt at the same time, fucking them in and out of Amanda with an intensity she could not resist – and didn't even want to! The boys were out with Fiona and Bev, and who knew when they'd be home? She needed to be fucked, and she needed it right now!
His bone-hard prick rubbed against her foot as he knelt to suck out her pussy. She stroked it, sighing at the feel of his rigid manliness. It was her need for sex that had started all of this, and Jesus, she was so glad it had worked out as well as it all had!
Her husband seemed uninterested in her cunt. Okay. There were plenty of other people who were – and not just guys, she reminded herself, remembering the luscious caress of Fiona's mouth.
"Let me suck your cock a little bit, baby," she said to Rusty. "I really want to taste it one more time before you leave!"
He seemed to go for the idea, too. Rusty stood up quickly and undid his pants. He worked his hard prick out, and Amanda leaned forward to suck it down her throat, working diligently on the cock she had brought back to life.
She drooled down his cockshaft, and she made dreamy purring sounds, sliding his prick in and out of her mouth. The humming vibrations made his cock expand deliciously inside her, and she sucked harder, keeping up with the growing bulk of his hard-on.
Finally, she lifted her face and said, "Okay, there's no question you're ready. Why don't you fuck me right now?"
Seated on the edge of the table, her legs hanging down, she took the first stroke of his cock with a soul-stirring groan of delight. Her cunt clamped down tightly, and the fucking began in earnest. Amanda wrapped her legs around Rusty and fucked wildly.
They held each other tightly, kissing and rubbing as they fucked. Rusty hadn't even dropped his pants, and the fly of his zipper scraped continually at Amanda's cunt, but she didn't mind. It only accentuated the itchy-hot arousal of her pussy. Her stepsons were great young fucks, but there was a certain expertise that took years to acquire, and Rusty certainly had it. Amanda began to come just from the excitement of fucking on her own kitchen table. Her cunt had loosened up dramatically the last few days. She'd always been a good fuck, but she knew she was world-class now.
"You're doing it to me!" she gasped breathlessly. "Can you feel me coming?"
"Oh, I feel it, baby!" Rusty gasped back. "I really fucking feel it!"
He lunged and breathed out hard, and his prick grew massively inside Amanda.
"Yes, squirt in me!" she cried. "I wanna feel your cock explode!"
She got just that. His prick throbbed, and then it began to fire off rapid salvos of blistering cum that scorched the interior of her pussy and bubbled all the way into her womb. Her cunt, fucked almost raw already, erupted again, matching the explosion of his cock quiver for quiver. She tightened down and nursed his cock in the sex-maddened grip of her pussy, keeping his prick hard inside her.
But her pussy had to slow down, and as its clenches dwindled, his prick softened and came sliding wetly out of her.
"I felt the earth move!" she moaned. "Either we just had an earthquake, or you threw me one hell of a fuck, baby!"
She hugged him, her head resting on his shoulder. What made her look up, she never knew, but her eyes lifted, and then they got enormously big.
"Oh, God!" she shrieked.
Standing in the doorway that led to the garage was her husband. He'd come home early.
Rusty jerked around and saw what had alarmed Amanda.
"I'm gone," he said, stuffing his cock back into his pants and heading for the door. Frank just stood there, watching him go. Then he turned toward his wife.
"You slut," he said. "You dirty fucking slut! You balled him on our own Goddamn kitchen table!"
Amanda couldn't speak. She was livid with shame. Her robe hung open, her naked body on display. She hadn't the strength to cover herself.
Frank came toward her, dropping his briefcase.
"Look at you," he said. "You look like a Goddamn whore!"
She thought he was going to hit her. But he didn't. He just stared at her.
"Your pussy," he said. "When the hell did you shave it? My God, Amanda, you've still got his cum running out of your Goddamn cunt!"
It was true. The sticky, milky fluid was oozing from her cunt and spilling down onto the surface of the table. Blushing, she closed her legs a little, but with her cunt hairless, she still wasn't hiding much. She took a deep, hesitant breath as Frank came a little closer.
"Someone needed to use it," she said. "You've not had any time for me. Damn it, Frank, I have needs! I have desires! If you didn't want my pussy, why did you fucking marry it in the first place? Maybe you can live without sex. I can't! And I won't! If you wanna divorce me because of that, then divorce me. But I won't live like a nun any longer. You see this cunt, Frank? Use it or lose it!"
Three minutes later, Amanda was on her knees in front of her husband. His pants were down to his ankles and she was eating his cock in gluttonous swallows. He was rigid – stiffer than she had ever known him – and his prick throbbed in her throat each time she gulped it down. It was like trying to eat an apple whole.
His tool fucked into her. He was vengeance fucking, and she was sucking him just as vengefully. Amanda sucked and bit and chewed on her husband's cock. She was still one hell of a piece, and he needed to realize that.
She gagged on the prick he was feeding her, and he drew back, hesitating. She leaned back, wiping her drooling mouth with her hand, and said, "I'll live. You see anything else you'd like to refresh your memory on, Frank?"
Her robe slipped off her shoulders. She stood up, proudly naked. Her body had drawn enough favorable comments lately that she knew it was good – maybe not perfect, but damned close. She didn't recoil under his inspection. There was no reason to do so. Amanda cupped her tits and offered them up to his eyes – his mouth, if he wanted them.
He took her tits in hand, squeezing hard. She moaned at the unexpectedly harsh grip, but it turned sweet the longer he held her. Her tits throbbed responsively. She covered his hands with her own and let him feel the hot points of her stiff red nipples. Leaning down, she kissed the backs of his hands.
"Fuck me, Frank," she said in a hoarse, pleading voice. "Fuck me, please!"
Rusty had fucked her cunt raw, but now, seeing her husband's stiff cock and knowing that she had caused it to stiffen, she was hornier than ever. She had to have it.
Amanda sank onto the kitchen floor, open, available. Frank looked down at her, then dropped to his knees beside her. With his pants tangled around his ankles, he moved onto his wife. She pulled his cock to the wet, hungry mouth of her pussy.
As he thrust, she tossed her head and gave a wailing cry of acceptance. His cock fucked deep and hard, and she wondered why she had ever needed to look for strange cock. When it was good between them, it was unbeatable. And right now, it was better than good.
She trapped him inside her legs, and she showed him that she still knew what fucking was all about, even if he'd forgotten. Her pussy swallowed his cock. Her hands cupped his ass and she pulled his prick deeper into her cunt.
"Oh, fuck me, make me come!" she gasped. His cock continued to stab her, and she moved into a realm beyond words. A minute later, she was only dimly aware of his prick's gushing eruption into her pussy, but she felt the shiver of his body against hers and she knew that it was as good for him as it was for her.
"Jesus," he said. "It was such a shock. A million thoughts ran through my mind. At first, I wanted to kill you. Both of you. He was fucking something that belonged to me. I saw his cum oozing out of your pussy, the wet froth on your lips, the way your tits bounced up and down – oh, you were excited, weren't you? You dug it! And it was my fault. I realized that the moment I stopped hating long enough to take a deep breath."
He snuggled closer. They were on their bed, both naked, fondling each other as they lay together in the hot steamy afterglow of vicious sex.
"How could I have been such a fool? I didn't realize I'd almost lost you until I saw you with another man. It enraged me, it shamed me, it made me want to kill you with my cock."
"You came close!"
"I'm changing," Frank said. "Money is only money. I've been married three times, and you're the best wife I ever had. I'm not going to lose you. Whatever it takes to keep you happy, I'll do it."
Whatever it takes? Amanda wondered. Does that include sharing me with your stepson?
"Did it really excite you to see Rusty fucking me?" she asked.
Frank nodded.
Oh, boy, she thought, have I got some video tapes you should see. Your cock may never go soft again! She leaned against him, feeling the warmth of his body on hers.
Her hand trapped his cock and she looked up at him.
"You never seemed to get hard around me very much!" she whispered. "But even though you just fucked the living shit out of me on the kitchen floor, I can feel your cock hardening up. It excites me, Frank. Are you as excited as I am?"
Frank nodded. "Yeah, I really am."
Amanda leaned down and began to lick the stiffening lance of his prick. She could still taste the cum on his cock. She'd almost forgotten what her husband's jizz tasted like. But she remembered now. And she thirsted to feel the spurt of his spunk down her throat.
Their lives were changing. She had no idea where it would lead, but she knew her life, and Frank's, would never be quite the same again.
"Tell me, darling," she said in a soft, sultry, very naughty voice, looking up at him while the frothy bubble of her cocksucking spit was still on her lips. "Have you ever in your life stuck your cock up a woman's asshole? And if you haven't, would you be interested in giving it a try?"