embraced him and kissed him on the mouth. She hadn't had time to experiment with her twat, she told herself as she unbuttoned his vest and his shirt. It was Tom's fault, she said in her guilt-ridden conscience as she worked his belt open. He should have let her give up her virginity earlier so that she would have met a lot of men before her marriage. She worked Rick's pants down around his feet. 'I have to get that thing of yours out,' she said, stroking at the bulge in his cotton underwear. 'I hope you don't think I'm too forward?'
'Oh, God, no,' said the salesman. 'I rather like it.' He watched young Janet, her titties falling forward against his knees, pulling out his joint and stroking at it. She worked it with her milking, squeezing fingers, and then licked it with her tongue. She concentrated on the head of his meat, sucking it up into her face and giving it a good rubbing with her fingers and her hands as she did. Her experimenting hands went sliding under his buns and caressed and fondled his nut nest on the way. When she had his ass cheeks in her kneading fingers, she worked his body around so that he could lie on his back on the couch. She climbed up between his spread legs and continued to suck on his joint, harder and faster. A moment later the insurance salesman jacked off into the young bride's mouth. She swallowed every drop, licked off the tip, and looked up at him. 'I think it's better that we get to know each other before you sell me any hospital plans, don't You?'
'Yes,' he chuckled. 'Quite right.' She climbed slowly up his chest and landed her sweet teenage mouth around his manly nipple. She sucked on that and rubbed the top of her long supple thigh against his already firming joint. 'I think you can insure me of a good fuck, Mr. Anchors,' she said. 'I'd really like that. Wouldn't you?' She kissed him on the cheek and on the neck. He rocked his pelvis up against her legs and she quickly reached down to get a feel of his joint. She wanted to know how long it would be before she could use his cock to satisfy her incredibly lusty desires. 'Tom would kill me,' she said, 'if he knew I was fooling around already. But why don't we go into the bedroom. It'll be more comfortable.'
Somewhat astounded by the young bride's forward manner, Mr. Anchors followed her without saying a word. She took him by the hand and led the way into the bedroom. There she spread out on her back and pushed her tittles at him. 'Do you like my big breasts?' she said. 'Ever since I got married the nipples have been up like that. Is that common? Tom says it is.'
'I suppose so,' said Rick Anchors. 'My wife is the same way.'
'You're married too?' asked Janet, spreading her loins wide and sliding a finger into her twat. 'My cunt is so hot these days. To think that only two weeks ago I was a virgin and now I can fuck all I want just because I'm married. It's amazing.' She flicked her clit a little and Rick Anchors climbed up onto the bed. 'Don't mind me, Rick,' she said. 'I just want to stay hot until you get that cock of yours going, o.k?' She didn't worry terribly about what he might have said. She was just beginning to get her little clit meat throbbing, and didn't see any reason to stop on his account. After all, she knew that the fuck would be that much better for them both if she were hot and juicy when he finally got it on to fuck her again. He grabbed hold of her smooth thigh and squeezed and massaged it. Soon he was working his hands between her two loins. He was rubbing her pussy and getting his fingers closer and closer to the slit itself. Before long, Janet removed her own finger from her clitoris and took hold of Rick's hand. She placed his finger on her clit and rubbed it up and down. 'I like that so much,' she said. 'I used to masturbate myself before I got married, and now it's even better when a man does it. I used to lie in bed and stroke my clit alone. It's so much better to have you or Tom or any man stroke my clit. I just can't tell you.' She heaved in her chest. She gasped for breath. Her passions were mounting.
Rick leaned down close and took a mouthful of cunt into his lips. He sucked up the little twat-prick. Then he gave a light licking to the vaginal walls. Finally, he flicked the little clit button up and down with his fingers again.
'I'm hot enough,' she said. 'You can stuff me up good, if you want to now.' She spread her legs wide so that he could see how juicy she was. 'I'm so damn hot, Mr. Anchors. Go ahead and fuck me now.' She lifted one of her smooth thighs and showed him even more of her pelvis. 'Come on,' she said. 'Don't you want to be inside?'
'Oh, yeah, baby,' said the insurance salesman. 'Coming right up.' He mounted her with his long stiff prick. He took her hips in his two hands and rode his joint all the way down her flesh canal. Inside she was as soft as any teenager could possibly be. Her cunt tissue was wet and satin smooth. She had long muscles that went right to work pulsing on his prick shaft and mushroom head. She swayed her pelvis up and down, climbed her way upwards on the meat of his joint. Soon she had the entire thick wedge inside her body. 'Oh, God,' she panted. 'I love sex. I love fucking. I love it, I love it, I love it.' She was flipping her pelvis up and down on his rod, bending him in two or three directions at once. Her cunt flesh rolled across his stiff penis. A moment later he was filling her pussy with come.
'Oh, wow,' she murmured, 'That's the best. You can't jerk yourself off and get come in there, too. That's the fucking best.' She lifted her legs and Rick stroked into the back wall of her cunt for the final twitch of his rod. He shot out the last of his jism juice and pulled out. 'Nice,' he said. 'Nice and smooth.'
Ten minutes later Janet Tibbleton had signed her first insurance policy. It seemed to go right along with the idea of her first affair.
II: A SPECIAL BOUQUET
Tom arrived home that night with a bouquet of roses for his young bride. She was rosey cheeked and exuberant, happy to see her new groom. He'd had a good first day back at work, and he was quick to tell Janet how much he missed her. Right after dinner he took her in his arms, while she was doing the dishes, and stroked down to her butt. 'You know,' he said, 'there are a couple of things I haven't shown you yet.'
'Really?' she said. 'Show me now.' She put her dishcloth aside and hugged Tom. She stroked his dark curly hair with her two hands. She pulled his face close to hers and kissed him hard on the mouth. She gave him all of her tongue. 'It might hurt,' he said, pulling away. 'Will you mind if it
Hurts at first?'
'Nothing,' she said, 'could hurt as much as that first night. Nothing.' He massaged her buns for another instant and then took her by the hand. 'Come on,' he said, 'I'll show you something new.'
In the bedroom they undressed each other. Slowly but surely Janet worked her husband's trousers off. On the way, she kissed his meat on the shaft. Then she sucked on the head of the joint and rubbed it with her tongue. She used her hands to play with his balls at the same time. She stroked his nut nest up and down with her light, young fingers. Finally, she pressed her naked breasts up against his meat and balls. 'I like your cock,' she said. 'I like the way it's big and firm.'
He took her under the arms and told her to lie down on the bed. She stretched out on her back. He came over to her with a tube of lubricant. 'You won't need that,' she said. 'Just look.' She spread her legs and pointed to her pussy. 'See how wet I am?'
He unscrewed the tube and set it on the end table. 'Just in case,' he said. 'Now roll over.'
'What?' she said. 'I don't get it. You want to do it with me on my belly?'
'Yes,' he said, 'you'll understand in a minute.' He spread her buns out as soon as she rolled over. He was yet to have put his finger in her asshole, let alone his prick. 'Tell me if you like this,' he said. He applied a digit to her rectum.
'Oh, well,' she said, 'That does feel rather nice.' She shook her ass. 'Try going a little harder.' He shoved his finger all the way into her asshole, and she screamed in agony. 'Oh, God, no, Tom. It's too much.'
'We need the juice,' he said. He dipped his fingers into her cunt and brought out a supply of ease juice. He flooded her anal crease with the stuff, and just to be sure he applied a thin coating of synthetic ooze as well. Then he greased his cock. 'O.k.,' he said, 'I think you'll like this once we get into it, but you have to give it a minute.' He reached under her pelvis, spread her loins from within, and grabbed her clit with two fingers. Then he mounted her anus.
'Oh, Christ,' she hollered, 'That's hurting me, darling. Please, no, it's killing me. No.' But she had to admit that she did like the feel of something stretching out her bowels that way, even if it did hurt at first. It reminded her of her first enema and how it felt like her insides were exploding like a bursting balloon. She couldn't believe how big her husband's penis was. It seemed to be making her feel constipated. She couldn't understand how he managed to cram it all in there. But she had to admit, even though she screamed bloody murder, that the big pecker and his clit
