Honey awoke feeling strangely warm. When she stretched and curled her arms to rub sandy traces of sleep from her misty blue eyes, she suddenly felt pain from welts that still gleamed bright and hot on her tender flesh.
"That sonuvabitch!" she growled, pressing herself back on the sleek satin sheet.
Then she chuckled wickedly; being whipped the night before had more thrilled than punished her. Honey still felt tingling echoes of her excitement, and she felt it most along welts criss-crossing her lush, young body.
She'd begun to think that Hal was losing interest in her, that he was too wrapped up in that stupid job of his to care what she did. Last night proved differently. But she knew Hal left for work that morning at his usual time. His getting up and getting dressed had disturbed a deliciously sexy dream she was having.
Grinning slyly, she crawled out of bed and slipped on a filmy robe with a soft, feathery trim around the neck and down the open front. It was time to start making her dreams come true! She had to find some way to put the refrigerator out of order again so she could call that repairman whose biggest and best tool was a fantastic cock.
She studied it intently, purring smoothly in the corner of the kitchen. All the working parts were in the back, and Honey knew she wasn't strong enough to drag it out from the wall as the handsome, well-hung repairman had done. She'd have to think of something else – use her brains instead of brawn.
She opened the freezer section at the top and felt a chilling invisible cloud tumble out. More shivers of excitement coursed through her veins. There had to be something she could do.
Just then the automatic ice maker completed its cycle and a slotted metal claw began to whirl and turn, dumping newly frozen cubes into the tray waiting below. An idea flashed in her mind, and she nudged a loaf of frozen bread closer to the revolving claw.
It caught in the plastic wrapping and dragged the brick-like loaf along as the mechanism clicked back to begin another cycle. Grinning like a cat, Honey closed the freezer door and went to the phone.
"This is Mrs. Graham," she said when the repair service secretary answered the third ring. "Could I speak to Frank, please?" It was hard for her to restrain the excitement in her voice. "He made a service call here yesterday, but something new has gone wrong."
"Frank won't be in for another ten minutes or so. If you can tell me the nature of your problem, I'll have him call you."
"My freezer is eating a loaf of bread," Honey said. A roar of laughter almost burst from her lips.
"What?"
"It's not as crazy as it sounds. A loaf of bread somehow got caught in that claw thing that makes ice. It's crunching and grinding and chewing up a whole loaf of bread."
"I'll have Frank call you the minute he comes in," the secretary said with a long sigh. She knew a lot of women made up excuses to get Frank back for another "service" call, but usually they just pulled the plug and said the whole thing quit working. But a freezer eating a load of bread – that topped them all!
Frank Toliver was still smiling about it when he rang the bell at Honey's house. He smiled even more as he remembered the clinging, pulsing heat of the little blonde's cunt. He met more than his share of bored suburban housewives in his line of work – one of the main reasons he liked the job so much – but Honey was the best one yet.
"It would have been a lot simpler if you'd just pulled the plug," he said when she answered the door. The filmy robe she had on caught his interest right away.
"I know, but my husband would never buy a stupid story like that." She ushered Frank into the living room, closed the door and locked it behind him, then let the front of her sheer robe sweep open. "He whipped me last night as it was."
"Ooooh, jeeezus! Hey, look I don't want to mess with a jealous husband. He might whip your ass, but he'd probably shoot mine!"
"No way! By the time we were through, he enjoyed the night as much as I enjoyed the afternoon."
Honey came forward and curled her arms around Frank's bull neck, pressing her warm body against his until she could feel the heat of his swelling cock.
"Don't get me too excited, Honey. It might take a couple of hours to get that freezer fixed."
"Let it eat the bread. It must be as hungry as I am!"
Honey swayed her hips and worked her blonde fringed curt mouth back and forth across the hardening rod of Frank's big cock.
He sighed hot breath and said, "You're the boss! After a round or two with that pussy of yours, I'll need to crawl in the freezer to cool off."
"Then I'll heat you up all over again. We've got all day. My husband is a real fiend for work."
Honey dipped to her knees with the fluid grace of a ballerina, pulling down the zipper of Frank's fly at the same time.
"Aaaahhhh," he moaned as her eager hands dug inside to free his aching cock. He winced as it sprang out and said with a sad moan, "I do have other calls I'm supposed to make…"
"But none as complicated as a freezer that devours a whole loaf of frozen bread."
Hot gushes of breath flowed over his cock head as she moved nearer with her lips, holding his long hard on in both hands.
"Er, nooooo, nothing quite like this has ever happened before."
"You might even get into the record book for refrigeration repair," she cooed, gently bowing her head to swirl her tongue around the huge balled head of Frank's cock.
"Huuuunnngh!" he gasped. "It's not a damn book I'm interested in getting into!"
"Me neither. Let's fuck. I just couldn't get enough of your beautiful cock yesterday!"
In the bedroom, it only took Honey an instant to shrug off her filmy robe. Frank took a little longer getting out of his coveralls. She waited, writhing anxiously on the shimmering satin sheet.
Frank saw the tangled pattern of welts front and back. "He really put the strap to you!"
"Yeah, and I'll probably get more tonight," she said in a breathy voice of unconcern.
"Sounds like you're almost looking forward to it."
"Oh, I am. I haven't seen my husband's cock get so big and hard in years!"
"I, I don't understand you at all," he said. "If I wanted understanding, I'd call a minister or a social worker. When my pussy starts to get cold, I just naturally think of a refrigerator repairman."
Frank grinned and stroked his cock, taking the bluish-red head in the tight grip of a hairy fist. "I've got just the tool to fix your little box," he said.
Honey arched her back with an excited moan of expectant pleasure. Her hands slid down her lithe body and burrowed in her blonde-furred crotch spreading the soft pink lips of her pussy.
"I'm not sure what the temperature is, but it feels like 69 to me."
"You mean, you want me to…" Frank had trouble getting words out. Excitement formed a tight, burning lump in his throat.
"I want you to eat my cunt while I'm sucking your cock! I want you to lash my clit with your tongue while I'm gulping down all your salty-sweet jism. I love to turn that way!"
"I guess that is about the only thing we didn't get around to yesterday."
"Well, then get around here now. Straddle my face and put your big prick in my mouth. You can fuck it just like a cunt only it has teeth!"
"As hard as my cock is now, I could fuck a meat grinder and never feel a thing."
"Ooooh, I want you to feel it. I want you to feel the burning pressure in your nuts, the tingle in your toes, and hot, wet lips climbing up and down your giant cunt splitter!"
"Huhrungh!" Frank said as he leaped up on the bed. Her rough, breathy voice and the lusty bluntness of her demands excited him wildly.
Honey had found that usually men who worked with their hands also worked the best with their cocks. Sitting behind a desk too long in a white shin and tie seemed to soften a man's body in more ways than one. Honey had thought that was the main trouble with her husband – at least until last night.
All Frank could think about was the juicy cunt slit bobbing upside down before his eyes. Each swaying motion of her hips brought a fresh surge of heated oil up from the inner depths.
He gulped in a long breath, swelling his lungs with the thick strong scent of musk. "That's the sexiest perfume a woman can wear."
"Don't I know it. It's the only one I use. But I use a lot of it!"
"Huuuuuummmmmph!" Frank dropped on her heaving cunt mound and wiggled his tongue in the slick flow.
"Aaahh!" Honey moaned, arching beneath his digging tongue. "Now give me cock! A hot sweaty cock tastes sweet as sugar to me!"
"Ungh, you got it." Frank eased the knob of his prick between her waiting lips and was greeted by tight, hot wet friction. She slashed her tongue up and down across the cum slit of his cock thrusting like she thought she might be able to stuff the whole thing into his narrow tube.
"AaacccK!" His startled cry was almost one of pain, then her tongue slinked back and teased the knob like a playful kitten with a ball of yarn. "Aaaahhhhh!" he gasped with relief.
Her sudden changes of rhythm and mood kept Frank in a state of constant anticipation. He never knew quite what to expect. One minute Honey felt soft and meek as a young lamb. The next instant she might snarl like a lioness in heat and demand the vicious pounding her animal instincts craved.
"Give me more cock!" the she-lion screamed. "Hhhhmmmmmm," the fleecy soft lamb purred in response. She attacked his sinking shaft with flailing lips and sucked in her checks with a breathy moan.
"Huuunnnhhh! You sure can suck cock!"
"I love it! Some bitch cunts want diamonds, furs, fancy cars. What I want is a cock, cock and more cock!" And then with a sigh of regret, she thought, if only Hal could understand that!
"I always try to give a lady what she wants," Frank said.
His lips curved in a hungry grin, and he licked sweet warm fuck honey from his gleaming lips before diving back for a fresh taste.
"Aaaahhhh, damn! Suck it, Frank. Grind my clit! Hhhhhmmmmmmmm, I'm about ready to cuuuuuuummmmmm!"
"Not yet, hot breath. I haven't fucked your pretty face anywhere near enough!"
"Then do it! Come on, stuff that big fucker in up to the root. I haven't tasted jism since last night and I want a big fucking load when my climax begins!"
Honey got her wish, as Frank sent her a searing jet of creamy liquid fire just as the trembling spasms began deep in her cunt tunnel.
"Huuuulugh!" she gulped, jerking furiously as the heat increased, both in her throat and her cunt.
"You want a load, you little bitch? My cock will pump cum until you choke!"
"Yyyyaaahhh!" Her clinging throat moved in waves up and down the length of his gushing dick. Honey's cunt heaved with identical pulses, but empty and burning with desire.
Frank wormed in with his tongue and felt the explosive heat pumped up from the long, slithering tube of her hungry cunt. "That's where you want my cock now," he groaned happily. He ground down on her pulling lips and blazed off another wet shot.
Her little blonde cunt bucked wildly, begging and pleading for the long fuck of satisfaction. "Glunnunugh," she moaned, pulling and sucking to keep his prick hot even whew she'd drained and wallowed the last silvery drop. "Yes?" she howled as he eased the wet cock from her clinging lips. "Oh, fuck yes. Ram my pussy. Quick, don't let your beautiful cock get weak. Get it back in where it's warm and tight!"
Frank spun around and gazed down on her doll like face swimming in waves of gleaming blonde hair. Her blue eyes flashed with heat like flickering gas flames.
"Fuck me," she said with a grunt. "Let me show you what my cunt can do!"
"You are one super-hot, cum sucking whore, lady!"
"I'm better than any fucking whore you could ever afford!"
"Show me!"
Frank gripped his cock in his right hand and worked it in slow circles around her clit.
"Aaahhhh! Shit… what can I do with your dick out there?"
"You can fuck it, cunt! You can arch your little back, thrust up your golden pussy and come get what you say you want."
"You bastard! Uuunnngh! Making me do all the work!"
"Work? It looks like you love it. It feels like you love it. I can feel your pussy lips climbing my cock."
"I should have bitten the damn thing off while it was in a hole that has real teeth! If I knew how you'd tease a hot pussy later, I damn sure would have."
"A hot pussy? Shit, that hole of yours should be registered as an incendiary device!"
"Then fuck it, you chicken-shit sonuvabitch. Jam it in and show me how much your big cock can take. I'll bet I have your fucking, weak prick spurting again before you can blink!"
Frank just laughed. He enjoyed her foulmouthed taunting, knowing how hot it made her. And his malicious glee increased as he inched into the writhing tunnel of her cunt, giving her some of the thick shaft she craved, but never quite enough to cease her frantic bucking for more.
"Bastard! If I were a whore I'd have to give you change because you've only got half a cock! I want it all, you big fucker! Ram it in and let your hot fucking whore keep the change!"
Frank would have enjoyed tormenting her more, but his cock had ideas of its own. He dropped his full weight on her, smashing her tits flat beneath his hairy chest while the coarse mat of his cock hair chafed on her pussy mouth.
Honey belched steaming breath and shuddered beneath his driving weight. Frank twisted his cock at the full reach of each stroke, driving in the long shaft like the tip of a well-digger's drill.
"Hhhooo, that's it. I've finally got enough cock in me to feel. Now give the rest, super-stud."
"God damn you!"
Frank had everything in her but his balls. If he couldn't give her more length, he could give her more speed and crushing force.
"Aaaaah, yeah! That's better. Burn it in. Make my pussy smoke! I want to feel the heat clear down to my toes!"
"You bitch! Can't you ever get enough?" Frank's jack-hammer cunt stabs left him barely enough breath to speak.
"I guess not. The better it is, the more I want. Your cock is great and that makes me want it the most!"
Honey decided she'd teased and coaxed about all she could. Now it was time to enjoy the burning, deep-reaching stabs that sparked jolts of pleasure in her deepest and hardest to reach places. Her cunt seethed wet and warm, gripping his cock hard each time he hauled back to ram her again.
"Oooooh, I wish there was some way you could stick it in me without pulling it out. Uuuunnngh! I love it deep inside! I want to feel it cum when it's in that far. Hhhhhmmmmm! Spray the walls! Do it now! Drown my hot fucking cunt… I'm ready to cccuuuuummmmm!"
For an instant, Frank didn't think he could fire even one little dribble to ease her ceaseless demands. But then the frenzied pulses of her demanding cunt gripped his cock from tip to root.
She pulled and heaved and reached around his hips to get her hands on his balls. They slapped her tender ass cheeks at the bottom of each thrust.
"Now I've got you! Now I can make you cum with me!"
She laced ha fingers snug and warm on his swaying orbs, pulsing a tender but demanding rhythm to the base of his brain.
"Fuck!" the burly repairman groaned. A bat stream of cum swelled up from his nuts. He felt the searing and delightful pressure rise to the base of his cock and then hiss the length of his cock like escaping steam. "Hhbhhoooo, baby, you sure can fuck!"
Honey's swirling fingers had another blast on the way before the first cleared the tip of his cock. She just grinned and answered with the hungry, gulping motions of her cunt. Then she began to scream.
"Yyyyeeeeeaaaahhhh! Fucker, shoot me full! Do it! More!"
Frank kept slapping her up-raised pussy mound as hard and fast as he could, driving deep and twitching his hips at the bottom of each powerful thrust to make sure he raked and tingled her clit.
Honey moaned and screamed in time with his brutal cock stabs. She squirmed her hips in counter-rotation to his to intensify the searing friction on her clit.
Jism shot deep and burned around his prick, whipped into froth by the speed of his blurring lunges. It swelled around his thick cock rising in the heaving tube of her cunt, driven upward by the wave like motion of her pussy muscles until it bubbled taut mouth of her slit and ran down between her legs.
"Ohhhh!" she cried when she'd wrung and milked out the last-possible drop. "That was great. Now are you ready to fuck my ass? It gets so hot and jealous when my pussy has all the fun!"
"Jeeeez!" Frank moaned. He was ready to try anything once, but he couldn't help feeling a little sorry for the poor bastard who was married to this insatiable fucking machine.
Honey was thinking exactly the same thing. Feeling sorry for poor Hal, fucking his whole life away sitting behind some stupid desk shuffling papers that didn't mean shit.