'I don't know what you mean,' he said, looking down at the carpet.
'The hell you don't,' she said sharply. 'You were quite interested in little Charlene, there at the pool'
Sherman still tried to bluff it out, saying, 'Now look, she's just a child, and there's no reason for you to be – '
'Oh, I'm not jealous,' she cut in. 'That word is no longer in my vocabulary, except as a relic. And Charlene isn't exactly a child; she proved that to you – at least twice.'
He jumped out of the chair. 'Did you – were you – '
She smiled up at him. 'We were all watching – the boys and I. The first time by the pool, that is; we were too busy up here for your return match in the living room.'
Mouth open, he stared at her, until she said smoothly, 'Oh Sherman – I'm not angry that you fucked Charlene. I'm happy for you both, and it wasn't really all your doing; we planned it for you.'
'What the hell,' he muttered.
Elizabeth flipped the bath towel away from her body and uncrossed her legs. Shock was plain on her husband's confused face as he looked down at her nude body, seeing it out. in the open and in the light for the first time. She said throatily, 'Am I beautiful, Sherman? Do you want to fuck me now?'
'Damn!' he said. 'I never expected – you never let me, wanted me to – yes, Elizabeth, you're a beautiful woman, but I just don't understand what all this is – '
'Don't think it to death,' she said, caressing her breasts and offering their hardened dark tips to. him as she swung her lush hips from side to side. 'Just feel, Sherman – feel and react and the hell with any kind of logic.'
'Yeah,' he said, his breath catching in his corded throat, his hands fumbling with the belt of his bathrobe. 'Yeah – '
When the robe fell away and his large cock sprang hungrily into view, she reached for it, her fingers playing over the warm velvet skin, the heavily veined covering, and down into the thick hairiness of his balls. Sherman moved like a robot, his knees bumping the edge of the mattress as he stood above her, as Elizabeth toyed with his engorged prick, now running her fingertips across the head, now squeezing gently upon the heavy shaft. She tugged upon his cock, and he tilted toward her, bent toward her upon the waiting bed.
Elizabeth's long and supple legs whipped around his body, bringing him between her aching thighs as her arms drew him down to flatten her breasts against the furriness of his broad chest Sherman's hands raced eagerly over her heated flesh, fondling her hips, her round thighs, the lush sculptures of her ass, and his stiff prick rode against the thatched dampness of her ready mound.
She kissed him fiercely, jamming the length of her tongue deeply into his startled mouth and clashing her teeth against his. Panting, she heaved against him, her heels rolling over the cheeks of his ass and urging him to find the pulsating slit of her avid snatch with his distended cockhead. Already, she was showing him what a marvelous, sensuous piece of hot ass his own wife could be.
Pulling her mouth an inch away from his gasping lips, she hissed it: 'Fuck me, Sherman – come on and really fuck me! Slide the beautiful head of that big, hard prick into my hot pussy and feed the meat to me.'
She felt the spongy knob feeling, pushing, prodding against her slackened labia, and twirled her pelvis deftly to seat the seeking thing against her vulva. A shudder rippled the length of her husband's body, and Sherman hunched to force the flanged blub into her tempestuous snatch, burrowing in through the elastic cunt lips and pushing it on up inside the satin walls of her steamy vagina.
'Ahhh!' she sighed against his mouth. 'Ahh – that's wonderful. I never knew your cock could be so good, never realized your sweet cock was so big, and could fill up my cunt so lovingly. Sherman, Sherman – '
Stroking his club strongly into her, touching bottom with every lingering stroke, Sherman panted, 'Damned if I know what's gotten into you, Elizabeth, but I love it You're so hot and juicy, wiggling on my prick and grinding your ass – yeah, yeah – this is how I always hoped it would be for us – you fucking me like this – '
'Beautiful cock,' she purred, 'fabulous hard meat, sliding up and down in my snatch, and your balls swinging into the crack of my ass – it's marvelous, Sherman – you really are a terrific lover.'
'Don't know what the hell got into you,' he repeated, 'but – '
And she said swiftly, as she gyrated her crotch to ride his plunging pole, 'The boys got into me; they got their hard, young pricks into me and turned me on, and I'll never get turned off again.'
He stopped screwing in mid – stroke, freezing between her clenching legs, his cockhead buried into the tremulous depths of her receptive pussy. 'They – what?'
Elizabeth clung to him, rocking the basket of her hips. 'Jody flicked me first, while the other two held me down and kept my legs spread apart. At first it was rape, but once he got that lovely stiff meat moving in me, I knew what it was like to be screwed and to love It. I had my first orgasm with Jody, and it just blew me apart Sherman, don't stop fucking me – '
He didn't move, even as she bucked her hairy crotch hungrily against the embedded root of his cock. He said, 'You mean – those little kids. – those boys – '
'Why shouldn't they?' she asked. 'Why shouldn't they fuck me, just as you fucked their sister? It made me into a woman, Sherman – a real woman, passionate and eager, and maybe it made you into a real man, too. Ahh – that's It, move your prick inside my cunt, roll your ass around so that your cockhead touches every sensitive part of my pussy – oh darling, darling – '
'I'll be a son of a bitch,' he said. 'Never in a million years did I ever think I'd hear you talking like this, or feel you squeezing down on my cock and loving it. Damn, baby – oh damn, but you're the hottest, juiciest piece of ass I ever had, or ever hope to have – uuhh, baby – Elizabeth – '
She bad him, she thought exultantly; he was hers and she was his, and both of them belonged equally to the beautiful, fantastic kids who had started it all. Wringing her vagina hungrily around her husband's surging shaft,, Elizabeth devoted herself to intense screwing.
She did all the tricks that her pussy had learned from being well fucked by two horny, experienced boys; she allowed her emotions to run wild and free, her snatch gulping at his driving club, nibbling upon the pounding head. Her legs clamped him violently, wrapped now around the small of his sweaty, heaving back, and she felt the greasy slapping of his balls against the uplifted cleft of her ass.
'Elizabeth!' he gasped. 'Oh darling – hot, crazy, wild – uh – uh – uh! Baby, I'm about to come – come – come!'
'Let it go!' she cried. 'Pump your hot semen into my pussy, darling! Flood me with your boiling juice – fill my cunt with your come, just as the boys have packed it'
Sherman's cockhead jerked convulsively, and flexed to spit a veritable torrent of sizzling liquid into the farthest reaches of her quaking snatch. Elizabeth ground insanely upon the shaft, ravaging its stem with her vibrant clitoris, reveling in the spurting of foamy, slippery liquid that was drenching her vaginal walls and drowning her cervix.
She came in a dizzying series of spasms, humping upon his dripping cockhead, wheeling her pelvis madly and slapping her wet belly into his hairy one. A hurricane of dazzling emotions flashed throughout her arched and straining body, and she triumphantly rode the crest of a thundering wave, adoring the greasy sliding, surfing down toward his leaping balls as they drained themselves.
Collapsing upon her soft body, Sherman sighed in repletion, holding her very close, holding her with love and gratification, and it was better for her than it had ever been.
Slowly, her legs drifted down his back, down his spread thighs, and she stretched them luxuriously, her toes curling. Nuzzling into his neck, she drew her tongue gently across his damp skin, and thought of what she was going to do to his prick, of enjoying that explosion of thick, rich semen within her sucking mouth. Dear Sherman, darling Sherman; with his big shaft clenched by her juicy socket, he had been forced to accept the fact that his wife – his frigid, fearful wife of many years – had been fucking two boys young enough to be her own sons.
And it couldn't be that he was only trying to protect his own new and intriguing piece of ass with Charlene; he had really been turned on by Elizabeth, lusting after her with a pleasingly primitive and animalistic urgency. Like her, he would never drift back into the old, hide – bound ways, never again be ashamed of his own basic sensuality.
She knew it when he murmured, 'So you saw me putting it to the girl; you know, I didn't think I could get my cock up into that tight little pussy, but she managed it. Do you get as much kick out of the boys screwing you?'
'Every bit as much, she breathed. 'Maybe even more, because I have two of them – and at one time.'
Sherman raised his head to stare down into her face. 'Really? How do you – what do you – She stroked his
