limp with need, her pussy aching and swollen. Maybe Stan was right. Jerry couldn't be hurt by something he didn't know about. Stan laid her down on the couch, stretched out beside her, and pushed her jersey up over her bra.
'I've always wondered if those fantastic knockers were for real,' he said.
There wasn't much doubt about it now. Mona's big tits looked ready to explode from her tiny bikini bra. Stan quickly reached behind her and unhooked the bra, then pushed it up out of the way. Her huge pale tits wobbled from their confinement and stood perfectly firm, the nipples big and red and cone-shaped.
'Beautiful,' Stan said hoarsely. 'Jerry's a lucky bastard.'
He cupped the huge heavy melons and hoisted them, feeling their weight. He began to mold and squeeze her tits, and Mona felt hot jolts of pleasure streaking right down to her swollen slit. She knew she ought to tell him to stop, but she needed a man's touch so badly, she lust couldn't bear to make this scene end. Jerry's brief foreplay had never satisfied her. She needed a lot more attention.
And Stan seemed delighted to take his time with her. In contrast to Jerry's brief attention to her tits, Stan prolonged the fun, squeezing big fistfuls of hot silky tit-flesh and running this thumbs back and forth over her soft red nipples. By now Jerry was used to the incredible size and luscious shape of her tits, but Stan treated them like a brand-new toy. His hot eager hands played all over the tender globes, making Mona quiver with pleasure.
Suddenly he dipped his head and began licking her big red nipples. Mona gasped – this was something Jerry never did to her, and it felt delicious. Stan's tongue was scalding hot and slippery-wet on her highly sensitive nipples. The soft cones quickly responded to his hungry licking, springing into stiffness, getting long and hard and throbbing.
'Ohhhhhhhhhh,' Mona cried, 'that feels so good!'
Stan seized one long rigid nipple between his lips and tucked it into his mouth. Mona felt her hotly aroused cunt spurting another big rush of juice. Stan's mouth was boiling hot and deliciously juicy around her tender nipple, and his hungry sucking felt dizzily exciting to her. She quivered and creamed helplessly as he sucked noisily on her big tit.
'Oooooooo,' she squealed. 'Ooooooo!'
Hot blasts of pleasure streaked from her nipple to her gushing pussy. She couldn't control herself – and there wasn't any reason why she should. Stan obviously didn't care if she screamed with pleasure or writhed in hot excitement. In fact the more she squealed and quivered, the harder and faster he sucked her nipple. Mona clawed the couch and felt the crotch of her jeans being drenched with cunt cream.
Stan let her long juice-soaked nipple pop from his mouth and dived for the other one, sucking it greedily and loudly. The knowledge that she didn't have to guard her sounds or her movements made Mona hotly excited. With Stan she could let it all out and be the honestly lusty woman she wanted to be. She gurgled with pleasure as he sucked hungrily on her tit.
'Oh, my God, Stan, that feels great,' she moaned.
When Stan had had his fill of sucking and tasting her big swollen tits, he reached for the zipper of her jeans. This was her last chance to beg off, her last chance to stay faithful to her husband. And she knew she wasn't going to take it. She was too agonizingly horny. And she just had to find out how it would be to fuck another man. Maybe there was something she was missing.
Stan got her jeans unzipped and quickly tugged them off, leaving her in just her tiny black bikini panties. He seized the panties and almost tore them in his haste to pull them off. Mona lifted her luscious round ass to assist him, and then for the first time she was naked in front of another man besides Jerry. She felt far from embarrassed. It excited the hell out of her to have Stan ogling her tall big-titted body.
'Christ, you're gorgeous,' he said hoarsely. 'Hold that pose for me, baby, and I'll be right with you.'
He stood up and began to undress. Mona lay there with her legs slightly parted, moist red pussy fish showing below the thick brown triangle of her bush Stan eyed her crotch and licked his lips. Her eyes were glued to him as he took off his clothes.
Jerry was the only man she'd ever seen naked, and her lusty curiosity grew by the second.
She admired Stan's lean, fur-thatched chest and hard-muscled arms. He dropped his pants and she saw that the fly of his jockey shorts was obscenely tented by his rigid cock. She watched breathlessly as he tugged down his shorts. His prick looked gorgeous to her, seven inches of thick stiff-standing meat capped with a big knobby purple head. He moved toward the couch and his cock was so swollen it barely swayed.
Mona gawked helplessly at his handsome rigid cock. She could see glistening bubbles of juice leaking from his dark slit of a pinhole. Her eyes darted hungrily to his balls. The big sac was thickly furred with black hairs and was as taut and bloated as his dick. He slid into the couch beside her, and she quivered and creamed.
Stan slid his hand down over the lush dark curls of her bush and wedged it between her legs. His finger deftly sought out the slick little bud of her clit. With that one stiff finger he started frigging her, rubbing his fingertip back and forth over her highly sensitive joy button. Mona felt instant pleasure ripping through her pussy. 'Oooooo, yesssss!' she gasped.
She opened her legs wider, giving him plenty of room to work. Stan really knew what he was doing. He gave just the right amount of speed and pressure to his frigging. Mona slumped back on the couch and gurgled and writhed. Why couldn't Jerry do something like this to her? He never prepared her for fucking, never attempted to arouse her. He just jumped onto her and got his rocks off, the bastard.
But all thoughts of Jerry quickly faded from her mind as Stan's expert frigging got her more and more excited. She knew she was creaming all over his finger, drenching it with her scalding pussy juice, but there was nothing she could do about that. Soon her whole body was flushed pink with arousal and her big dark eyes were starting to roll.
'Oh, Christ, Stan, you're getting me so hot,' she moaned. 'Don't stop, please. I need to get off so badly.'
'Don't worry, baby, I'll get you off,' Stan panted.
He seized her throbbing clit between his thumb and forefinger and began kneading it fast and hard. Mona almost flew right off the couch, the pleasure was so violent and sudden. She screamed and drenched his frigging fingers with a huge load of sizzling cunt cream. She felt herself spinning fast towards a desperately-needed orgasm.
'Unnnnhhhhh, yessss,' she whined. 'Do it to me, Stan, unnnhhhh!'
She was getting more hot thrills from Stan's expert foreplay than she'd gotten from five years of Jerry's fucking. She didn't think she'd ever felt so wildly excited in her life. His fingers rolled and kneaded her swollen erect clit, faster and faster, till she felt a bomb blast of pleasure deep in her cunt.
'Ooooooo, I'm coming!' she wailed. 'Aaahhhh!'
Stan kept right on kneading her clit as she came, making her climax doubly intense. Mona howled, bucked, and soaked his hand with her boiling come-juice. Her orgasm was so powerful, her convulsions so violent, that the couch shook and creaked. At last she fell back limp and gasping, her whole pussy radiating satisfaction.
'Jesus, honey, you really needed to come,' Stan said wonderingly. 'Has Jerry been neglecting you?'
'Not exactly,' Mona sighed. 'It's hard to explain, Stan. We fuck, but I don't get much out of it. He doesn't like me to move or make any noise.'
'WHAT?' Stan gawked. 'What kind of crazy notion is that?'
'Jerry's a bit of a puritan. I'm afraid,' Mona said wistfully. 'He thinks nice women shouldn't show it if they like sex.'
'Then I hope I never ball a nice woman,' Stan sighed. 'Why doesn't Jerry just get himself a warm corpse?'
As he spoke, he was feeling around in her sopping, steaming pussy, and when he found the buttery hollow of her cunt mouth, he wedged in the tip of his middle finger. He poked around a little in a teasing way, and Mona felt instantly horny again. She whimpered and jerked her pussy up and down, trying to take more of his rigid finger into her horny twat.
'Greedy,' Stan grinned. 'You want the whole thing, don't you?'
'Damned right,' Mona panted.
'Okay, baby, take it,' he said.
He jammed his long thick finger as far as he could into her snug juice-slick cunt, and Mona responded with a hoarse groan of pleasure. Her famished pussy hole gripped and tugged at his finger, drenching it with cream. Stan
