started to frig her cunt, jerking his finger stiffly up and down in the molten tube of flesh. Mona wailed.
'Uhhhhh, yes frig meeee!'
It was wonderful to be able to shout things like that, to move freely, to let her lover know how wildly turned on she was. It excited Stan, too, to hear her obscene words of encouragement and to see her humping her thirsty twat around his stiff middle finger. His eyes glowed with lust as he frigged her. He crammed his finger faster, harder in her boiling little box.
'Unnnhhhh, yeah, do it to me,' Mona whined. 'Ohhhh, shit, that's good.'
She tightened her jerking twat around his plowing finger and gurgled with pleasure as she felt the red-hot friction between finger and cunt. Stan's pumping finger was making a lewd slurping noise as it reamed her juice- filled box. She was creaming molten floods of juice, and she pumped her hips faster and faster as her excitement mounted. Then she felt the body-rocking explosion she craved.
'Ahbhhh, God, I'm coming!' she groaned. 'Whhaaahhhhh!'
Stan frigged her furiously as she came, magnifying all her delicious sensations. She came like a bomb, howling and bucking, oblivious to everything but the fantastic pleasure that ripped through her body. Jerry had never gotten her off like this and Stan was only using his finger. She could hardly wait to feel his big rigid cock. As her spasms faded, she hungrily eyed his stiff seven-inch boner.
It was as rigid as ever, thick, bloated, and feathered with bulging blue veins. The big purple knob of his cock-head gleamed, and a glistening trail of juice oozed from his piss hole. Mona felt an overwhelming urge to satisfy a lust she'd felt for five long years, an urge she'd never dared mention to her puritanical husband.
'Stan,' she panted, 'can I touch your cock?'
'That's a silly question,' he grinned. 'Of course you can. Why even ask?'
'Jerry won't let me touch his,' Mona admitted. 'Oh, Jesus,' Stan groaned, 'he doesn't know what he's missing. Here, touch it all you want.'
He took Mona's hand and set it palm-down on his big rigid boner. It was the first time she'd ever touched a cock, and she shivered with excitement. His prick was delicious to touch, hot and throbbing and silky-skinned. Eagerly she ran her fingers up and down the thick fleshy spike, feeling the loose outer skin and the rock-hard, red-hot core inside. Stan shivered with pleasure.
'Easy,' he panted. 'Don't bring me off.'
Mona explored the whole hot smooth surface of his stiff blue-veined prick. She touched and squeezed his big hairy nut sac. She swirled a fingertip around and around the enormous purple head of his prick, smearing cock-juice all over the shiny knob. She could have gone on playing with his prick for a long time but she suspected from Stan's harsh quick breathing that he was dangerously close to shooting his load. She sure as hell didn't want to waste that gorgeous hard-on.
'Fuck me, Stan,' she moaned, letting her legs fail wide open. 'Hurry and fuck me!'
'I'm glad you asked,' he chuckled. 'I was just about to come in your hand.'
He quickly scrambled between her legs and wedged the big hard knob of his cock-head into the flooded little hollow of her cunt mouth. He took a deep breath and crammed his steel-stiff cock hard into her cunt. In an instant she was deliciously stuffed with thick throbbing cock-meat, his prick lodged all the way to her womb and his big hairy balls scraping her slit.
'Abhhhh, Christ, yes!' Mona wailed. 'Get into me, Stan – fuck meeeee!'
'Jesus, baby, your cunt's like a blast furnace,' Stan praised. 'Awwwww, shit, yeah!'
Mona didn't have to stifle her sounds and movements, so she let herself go completely, screeching with pleasure each time Stan pistoned his big hard boner into her seething pussy hole, jerking her hips in time to his rough fast strokes. She was bucking and writhing so much that he had to shove his hands under her churning little ass to steady her.
'Unnnhhhh, yes!' she screamed. 'Fuck it to me, Stan. Fuck my pussy good.'
'You better believe I will, baby,' Stan moaned. 'Shit, you've got a fantastic little box.'
His dirty words just increased her wild arousal, and Mona fucked right back at him, slamming her juice-slick cuntal tube up and down the thick spike of his prick. Each time he plowed into her, his throbbing boner was met by the hard upward thrust of her famished twat. Their bellies smacked loudly together as they furiously fucked each other.
'Good for you, baby?' Stan panted. 'You dig the way I'm fucking you?'
'Ohhhhh, shit, yes,' Mona whined, 'I love it. I love your big cock, Stan. Uhhhhh, yeah, fuck meeeee!'
She'd never dreamed that fucking could be this wild and free and exciting. It felt marvelous to let all her instincts come out, to fuck back at a man, to scream her pleasure. Stan was a fantastic fuck, too, cramming his big hard dick into her fast and deep, deliciously reaming and stuffing her starved little cunt. It was no time at all before his pounding cock triggered her climax.
'You're doing it to me,' she gasped. 'You're making me come. Unnnnnggggghhhhh, yes whhaaahhhh!'
Her lucious big-titted body rocked violently beneath hmt as she came, and Stan had to dig his fingers into her churning ass to stay in the saddle. Her cunt went tight as a vise around his prick, searing and creaming, and he gritted his teeth to keep from coming. He wanted to go on and on fucking his friend's beautiful wife, savoring her deliciously tight slick pussy.
'Oooooooooooo,' Mona whimpered.
'Oooooooooo!'
She'd read about multiple orgasms but had never experienced them before. Stan's big ramming cock was triggering her into a whole firecracker string of climaxes, one dizzying blast after another. Her boiling come-juice overflowed her cunt and splattered his belly and balls. She gave way to every lusty urge, clawing his shoulders, throwing her legs around his heaving sweaty back.
'Ohhhhh, Stan, it's so fucking good,' she moaned. 'Keep doing it to me. Fuck me crazy.'
He seemed to be plowing into her even harder and faster than before, snorting and groaning as he plunged his swollen prick into the hot juicy pulp of her pussy hole. His big hairy nut sac slapped noisily against her wet slit, and the couch started to rock and creak. Mona kept her legs locked around his back, letting him plow his rock-hard boner right to her womb.
'Take it, baby, take my meat,' Stan whined.
'Yes, yes, give it to meeee!' Mona screamed.
She kept coming till she'd lost count of how many powerful orgasms had rocked her body. This was the kind of fucking she'd only dreamed of, a prolonged thorough fucking that finally satisfied the stored-up lust in her greedy pussy. If only Jerry would fuck her like this! If only he'd let her be herself in bed – wild and lusty and loud.
'Ahhhhh, God, fuck it to me, Stan!' she wailed. 'Fuck the living shit out of meeee!'
Stan's grip tightened on her grinding ass, and he groaned hoarsely as he dug his big throbbing prick into her steaming little fuck hole. He was moaning steadily now, and his hot sweat dripped onto her big wobbling tits. Mona sensed he was very close to coming, and she tightened her cunt as hard as she could around his plowing cock. Stan gasped, whined and began to fuck into her with lightning speed.
'I'm coming,' he howled. 'Awwwww, yeaah! Take my come!'
Afterwards they had a drink and discussed what Mona should do about her troubled marriage. 'I just don't know, Stan,' she sighed. 'I love the guy, I don't want to leave him, but I can't go on like this, either.'
'Well, I can't tell you what to do, Mona,' Stan said. 'But one thing you know for sure. If it gets to be too much, I'm always ready to help you out.'
Mona lazily caressed his big warm cock. That kind of help she could always use!
CHAPTER THREE
It was early afternoon before Stan left. Mona's pussy felt deliciously satisfied, but she knew herself too well to imagine it would stay that way for long.
She still faced a long lonely week without Jerry.
Best to keep busy. She took a long hot shower and was just stepping out of the stall when the doorbell rang.
