It felt wonderful to get fucked like that! she thought. Her soul was being cleansed in a bath of fire, and she would be a good person when it was over. She knew she would.
Sharon's asshole was so tight and it was clutching so excitedly around his pumping prick that Steve couldn't prolong the screwing to the extent that he had wished to.
He became so excited that he had to let go. His dick jerked in the warm, encircling embrace of her hung, then spewed its spurts of thick, warm cum into her bowels.
She vibrated blissfully and moaned as she came. Steve pulled out of her ass and backed off the bed. He wasn't yet satisfied that she'd had the punishment she needed. As he was fucking her ass, he had gotten another idea – one that was really far-out but which appealed to his angry, resentful mood.
He headed for the living room, brushing past the bearded man and the blonde who were standing in the door, playing with each other's genitals. Sharon had heard her husband's remark, but she was in such a dazed state that his words hadn't gotten through to her immediately. When they did, she gasped, and scrambled off the bed.
Barbara watched her head for the bathroom and she followed, preventing Sharon from closing the door.
'I can understand that you want to clean up a little after that cornholing,' she said, 'and that's okay. But don't get any ideas about locking yourself in here.'
'But you heard what Steve said,' Sharon exclaimed in anguish, as she pushed the hair away from her tear- filled eyes.
'So?' Barbara didn't bat an eyelash. 'You enjoyed the other. You'll enjoy this, too.'
'I did not enjoy… It…'
Sharon found it impossible to complete the statement, because the other woman's eyes were calling her a liar.
He quickly fell atop her and drove his prick into her still-quivering cunt.
'Baby… baby…' he groaned as he fucked her.
Todd got up and searched for his clothes.
The blonde and the bearded man sank to the floor and went into an erotic sixty-nine. Barbara glanced hopefully at Todd.
'You don't have to put your clothes on right away, do you?' he asked.
'Damned right, I do!' he said. 'I've been here long enough.'
'Where are you going?'
'I don't know yet. But I know I've got to get out of here.'
Steve and Sharon paid no attention to what was going on around them. They had each other now, and they felt a mutual oneness that they hadn't known before. As they fucked blissfully, the rest of the world could have disappeared, for all they cared.
Later that night, when they were alone and lying quietly in bed, Sharon told Steve how she felt.
'I enjoyed what happened,' she said. 'I really enjoyed it, as strange as that sounds.'
'Because you thought you needed the punishment?' he asked, taking her hand.
'Partly that. But mostly because it was you doing those things to me. You must have changed your ideas about sex, or you wouldn't have done them.'
'Yeah, I've changed, I guess. I believe I'm ready to accept you now, the way you are. No. Accept isn't the right word. What I mean to say is I'm prepared to appreciate you.'
'Darling…' She snuggled close to him, and they kissed.
'I was pretty narrow-minded before. But that business with your brother – that was too much.'
'I'll never let Todd touch me again,' she promised. 'Anyway, he's gone.'
'I wonder where he'll go? All I can say is, he sure as hell needs something to settle him down.'
'Lover?' she asked softly.
'Yes, hon?'
'Would you be very angry if I asked, to do something for you? Something that would please me – and you, too, I hope?'
'What's that?'
'I'd like to suck your cock, Steve,' she said softly.
'And I'd like you to do it, darling,' he replied.
They kissed again, then she quickly pushed the covers off him and slid lower on the bed. Moonlight was streaming in through the windows, furnishing all the illumination they needed.
Sharon placed her hand on her husband's cock and balls, and began to fondle his relaxed privates gently. Though he had exerted himself a great deal that night already, new power flowed into his loins, and his prick stiffened to stand rigidly erect.
He had bathed before coming to bed, and his dick exuded only the fresh odor of his maleness as she leaned close to it. She encircled the shaft with her thumb and forefinger and slid the foreskin back away from his inflated glans. She blew gently at the tip of the cock, then stuck out her tongue and began to lick the smooth, rounded head.
Steve writhed blissfully as his beautiful young wife tongued his glans. She lapped gently against the underside of the knob, then worked slowly around the ridge. She fluttered her tongue teasingly against the very lip of his prick, and a drop of clear moisture came out to roll back on her tongue and down her throat.
Now she licked and nibbled along the entire length of his prick and proceeded to pay loving attention to his balls. She sucked at them individually and licked the wrinkled, hairy sac all over. She lifted the sac and licked underneath it.
This act was giving her a great deal of pleasure, not only because of the physical sensations involved, but because of the supplication which it indicated. He was her absolute master – he had proved that earlier tonight – and she was, by this act of humility, begging for his love and kind treatment. She was putting herself completely in to do with as he wished. And she knew he would love her without inhibition from now on.
As she licked and sucked at the soft skin surrounding his nuts, she had an urge to go even farther. She must never hold back with him, she decided, just as she expected him never to hold back with her.
'Turn over, darling,' she whispered as she raised her head.
He rolled onto his stomach.
She stroked the firm, hair-strewn mounds of his butt and the backs of his thighs. Gradually he eased his legs apart. She climbed between them and positioned herself on her knees.
As a sweet surge of excitement mounted within her, she took hold of his buttocks and pinched them so that they separated. She looked at the dark, hairy furrow between, and particularly at the puckered depression of his asshole.
She leaned closer and blew into the dimple of his ass. He writhed and moaned pleasurably.
Now she stuck out her tongue once more and lowered her face until it was pressed directly between his buttocks. She licked at his tingling asshole, deriving a keen sense of enjoyment from this most humbling of all acts.
As her passion increased, she pressed the tip of her tongue against his bung and wormed it moistly into his ass. She clamped her wet lips around the asshole and sucked as she stroked her tongue slowly in and out… in and out.
She tongued his ass in this manner for a long time, until he became wild with lust, then she let him roll over and she took his immense throbbing cockhead into her warm, loving mouth.
She sucked his cock with intense ardor, pumping her head briskly up and down. His glans rode the velvety length of her lapping tongue, surging into her throat and bunting the roof of her mouth. Her teeth scraped his shaft, and her lips sucked unceasingly.
Finally Steve could hold back no longer, and his cock gushed into Sharon's sucking mouth and throat. She drank the thick, bland-tasting cream, loving it because it was his.
He knew now what her needs were, and he resolved to tend to them thoroughly for as long as he remained at home. But what about after he left for Alaska to serve his next five-month stint? he wondered.
The one thing he didn't want to have happen was for Todd to come messing around again. The next morning, without discussing it with Sharon, he put in a call to Barbara. That afternoon she came over, catching Sharon at home alone, as Steve had planned.
Sharon was surprised to see the other girl – and not too happy about it either, because Steve had been out
