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Always Hot Wife
by Steve Golden


FOREWORD

The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden beneath a veneer of normalcy, exposed only under extremely tempting conditions.

The woman who, after a few drinks at a party, takes on all corners, male and female alike. The man who, during a strip show at a stag party, climbs up on stage with the girl and performs with her in front of his friends. The couple who, under group pressure, join the neighborhood mate-traders.

Penny Harris is one of these outwardly proper and quite normal people. But within her, a love of perversity and a depth of passion she never dreamed existed lie coiled like snakes, waiting only for the proper stimulus to arouse them.

ALWAYS HOT WIFE — a fictional story about a society that refuses to face many of its real problems.

-The Publisher


Chapter One

Penny Harris was rinsing dishes at the sink when Cal Richards came up behind her and molded his big body into hers. His brawny arm snaked around her waist and pulled her to him. She could feel the thick log of his cock caught between the taut cheeks of her ass.

"Cal! What are you doing? Ron will have your hide for this!" she gasped.

She kept her voice light and playful, not wishing to offend him. Cal was an old friend of her husband's and up to now he had always been the perfect gentleman with her. Tonight he had just a bit too much to drink. She could smell it on him as he breathed over her shoulder.

"You're so sexy, little Penny!" he growled into her ear. "I've been hot for you ever since Ron introduced us! Whaddya say? You and me, huh? Whaddya say?" He was stroking her belly with one hand, clasping his highball glass with the other. His hips were forcing his prick up and down in the groove of her ass.

"Cal! Ron and your wife are right in the next room! What are you thinking of?'' She kept her hands in the water and tried to ignore the bulk of his hard-on as he dry-fucked her. She couldn't move. He had her pinned to the sink.

"They can get it on themselves! They like each other! Whaddya say? you and me, huh? I'm crazy about you!"

Suddenly his hand swept up from her belly and molded itself over one of. her lovely tits. She had worn a low-cut evening dress without a bra for the get-together with Cal and his wife June. It was easy for the big man to fondle her tit and tweak her nipple through the sheer silk material. The way she was bent over the sink, her tit just fell into his huge palm.

''Cal, stop this right now! This is getting out of hand! I'll have to call Ron if you don't stop this minute!" She was surprised to hear herself panting. She wasn't sure if it was from shack or pleasure.

"Such beautiful tits! Such a gorgeous little ass!" Cal was wheezing. "June doesn't even come close to you, little lady! Nobody does! You're the sexiest little thing for miles!"

Penny wriggled and squirmed, but it only seemed to force his cock deeper into the groove of her ass. She could feel the terrible size and heat of his prick even through his pants and her silk dress. His prick was like a thickened crowbar boring up against the small of her back. It seemed so huge! His cock must be well over eight inches long.

"I've been wanting to slip you some meat for so long!" Cal went on, massaging her tit and fucking her nipple roughly. "When Ron first introduced us I couldn't believe my eyes. You looked so young! And so pretty! You looked way too young to be getting married."

He began to dry-fuck her in earnest now, plowing his cock up and down in the furrow between her ass cheeks. He tugged the shoulder string of her dress dawn her arm and one lovely tit wobbled free. He palmed her tit and rolled the nipple between his thumb and forefinger. To his delight, he noticed the squat nubbin had started to grow long. Her nipple felt like a hot stub of rubber in his fingers.

Penny had stopped protesting. And at first she wasn't sure ,why. She thought it was because she didn't want to cause a scene. If she yelled and brought Ron running into the room, the shit would really hit the fan. There'd be a big commotion, maybe a fight, and a friendship that went back years would be over. That was part of it.

But there was something else. Cal might be drunk. He might be acting like an asshole and forcing himself on her in the most unfair way. But his hand on her tit felt so nice! She could feel her nipple, stiffening for him as he played with it. And his cock was bucking up and down so nicely between her ass cheeks! She found herself wondering what it would feel like to have a cock so big up her cunt.

"Ron's such a lucky bastard!" Cal grunted, poking his tongue into her ear. "Getting you to drop out of high school like that to marry him. He's the luckiest guy in the world!"

Penny wished he hadn't mentioned Ron just then. They'd been married barely a month, after all. They'd been back from the honeymoon only a couple of days. And right now he was in the next room making small talk with Cal's wife June, whom he didn't even like, while Penny was writhing and squirming with horny Cal out in the kitchen! Maybe her husband wouldn't think himself so lucky if he knew of the excitement she was feeling right now.

"You have no idea how much I think of you! I dream of you all the time! Of us in bed together, fucking. And of me eating you, and you sucking me off, I even dreamed of it last night, knowing we were coming over to see you today. I dreamed you were sucking me off and at the last second you pulled my cock out of your mouth and let me shoot all over your face! It was fantastic!"

Penny groaned deeply. What was he trying to do to her? As if his hands on her tits and his cock between her buns wasn't enough! He had to talk dirty to her as well! It was one thing that never failed to turn her on. Ron never talked dirty. She was his wife, he said, and he didn't want to use dirty words with her. But she loved it! It thrilled her to hear them. She couldn't help it!

Cal had dropped his highball glass into the dishwater. Now he used his free hand to haul up her dress, fumble around her thigh into her crotch. His fingers crackled over her expensive pantyhose. And she wasn't resisting. She had quit protesting altogether. He thrust his fist under the top of her hose and deep into her panties.

"Ohhh! Ohhh! Ungh!" she groaned, clos-ing her eyes tightly. Her high heels sc****d the kitchen floor and she found herself spreading her legs for the horny drunk.

"Yes, my little angel! Yes!" he panted, forcing his fingers through her ample crotch hair. He found her pussy, rammed a finger inside. Then he gasped and wheezed into her ear. "You're all wet! You're soaking wet down there!"

Penny couldn't answer him. She kept her eyes clenched shut and panted softly. Her knees bent a little and she lifted up, so that she could wriggle more easily on top of his hand. His finger was probing, poking back and forth. And he was right about her pussy being wet. She could feel her cunt juice soaking his hand and forming a puddle in her panties.

"What a sweet little cunt! What a soggy, slick little cunt!" he praised, using his finger like a small cock. "You're so small! You're so fucking small!"

Penny fucked on his finger and let him explore her body all he wanted. She was past caring. She was trapped at the kitchen sink between a marauding finger and a humping cock. She couldn't move but it felt so good! She didn't want it to end! And what shocked her most of all any minute, she was going to come! She could feel the bubble growing larger in the pit of her stomach.

"Oh I wanna cram my cock up there so bad!" Cal croaked. "Such, a hot, sweet teenage cunt! You'd love it! I'd have you screaming for more! I'd have you begging for it on bended knees! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!"

Penny didn't doubt it. She was tempted, right this second, to swirl around, lift her dress, drop her pants, fall to the floor and let him fuck her. To hell with the consequences. But she couldn't move. He held her so tight! And that finger up her cunt was so good! Oh that finger!

"I swear I'm gonna cream my pants just thinking about it!" he said, grinding his hips more harshly against her. His fingers dug deep into her tit flesh. He slipped, a second finger into her dripping cunt.

"Oh God! Oh God!" she chanted weirdly. His fingers were driving her mad. The cock between her ass cheeks was forcing her onto his fingers again and again. She had to feel that huge hunk of cock meat! She had to hold his prick in her hand!

Looping her arm around in back of her, she forced her hand into Cal's pants. She stroked down his hairy belly and immediately came in contact with the hot swollen head of his prick. Wriggling her hand deeper, she managed to curl her fingers partly around the thick trunk of his cock. She clasped the upper cock shaft while the lower part of the cock plunged up and down in the crevice of her ass.

"Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" he croaked, pistoning his fingers back and forth in her soggy pussy. "I haven't dry-humped anyone since high school! Shit, it feels good! It feels real good!"

She moaned, rubbing her fingers as best she could along the hard bulk of his cock. This was crazy, she realized. Here they were, two married people, fondling each others crotches like beginners. And in her kitchen, yet! With both their spouses in the next room! But she couldn't stop herself. She didn't want to stop it. She felt too fucking good!
''I want to do dirty things to you!'' he moaned, driving his cock through the sheath formed by her fingers and her ass. "I wanna fuck you every which way! Up the cunt and up the ass! Between your tits and in your mouth! I want to fill you up with cock till you faint!"

"And I want you to! I want you to!" she breathed, shocked to hear herself admit it. "I want your cock so bad! I want your cock up every hole I've got! I'm going to come soon!

I'm going to come!"
His fingers plowed through the spongy folds of her cunt. His cock drove her onto them. And her tits swung low over the dishwater. The second tit had flopped free of her dress top. Her tits bounced and joggled as he humped her ass.

"I'll be coming, myself, pretty soon. You really know. how to handle a cock, don't you?" He could feel the heavy cream in his balls as her fingers teased him.

"It feels so good! Your fingers up my cunt feel so good!" she whimpered. She was bent very low over the sink now and her ass was thrust out at him lewdly. Her bright blonde hair dangled alongside her rouged cheeks. A thin film of sweat coated her forehead.

The bubble in her belly expanded, and suddenly it burst. Hot flashes of pleasure rippled through her. Slimy globs of cuntjuice slid down the walls of her pussy and wet his pistoning fingers. She was coming, real slow and easy and nice. It was a cum that would last a long time, she could tell. And she bent her neck and murmured softly into the dish water.

"What a sweet little bitch you are! What a hot, sweet little cunt!" he raved on, easing back off her some so that she could properly curl her long fingers around his aching prick. His lower cock and balls were still captured in the lush crack of her ass, but the top of the cock shaft she could pump and jerk handily.

"Mmmmmm! Ohhh, fuck!" she mumbled, pleasure rolling through her. She couldn't believe this was happening. It was too weird, too shocking to think about.

He began to grunt and groan behind her, and suddenly his free hand was squeezing one of her tits viciously. He fucked his huge cock through the cradle of her fingers and his balls trembled. Thick wads of jism spurted from his prick tip and on up her arm like hot wax.

"You're coming! Ohhh fuck! You're coming!" she groaned, tugging on his cock all the harder. The scalding jism was jumping up her arm then drooling back down into her hand. It made her cock-pumping a very sticky affair.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" was all he could say. His shorts were filling up with all the excess jism. He was coming in his pants. And all the while he fucked his fingers back and forth in Penny's soggy cunt;
Jet after jet of sizzling cock' cream fired up Penny's arm. And she squeezed and caressed his twitching cock as if her life depended on it. She had a feeling that if she let up jerking him off for one second, he might pull his fingers from her cunt in the middle of her climax. She couldn't let that happen. She was feeling too good.

"Whore! Cock-sucker! Sleazy bitch!" he grunted into her ear, suddenly mouthing words very clearly. He fucked his fingers to the hilt in her slimy cunthole.

Penny groaned with lust. She loved it! She loved it when he talked dirty, called her names like that! Was there something wrong with her? Was she perverted because she enjoyed hearing such things? Or did other women get off on such things too? It didn't matter. She didn't care. Dirty talk made her cunt tingle and that's all there was to it.

"Feel my cum! Feel my cum all over you!" he wheezed, and his cock shot out yet another hot blast of jism.

Her hand felt as if it were being glued to his spasming cock. There was a never-ending supply of cum shooting from his prick, soiling her arm, welding her fingers together. Would he never stop coming? Would he never stop shooting the stuff? What if he had gone off up her cunt like that? Or in her mouth? He'd have choked her! She'd have gagged on all the jism!

"Pull on it! Jerk me off good! Oooh yeah! Oooh yeah!" he panted. His cock was numb in the tight clasp of her fist.

"There's so much! So much cum!" she whimpered, still jacking his cock. It excited her no end, that he should come so heavily. There was something about thick creamy jism that drove her wild. And she couldn't decide which she would prefer: to have him blast her cunt with the hot stuff, or to have him jerk off on her, so that she could watch the white spurts of cum fly into the air.

Another steaming jet fired off up her arm.

Then he seemed to relax some. And the rest of his cum just oozed out his cock'. tip and soiled her fingers some more. Her fist was making soft wet sounds inside his pants.

"What a hot bitch! You sure know how to jerk a guy off!" he said. His jerking movements slowed against her ass and he leaned more heavily against her.

"I know," she answered dreamily. She was relaxing, her climax fading gradually. She pumped his cock with slower and slower motions, milking the last thick dregs of jism from his balls.

"And you came good too, didn't you, you little cunt?" he leered. "I made you come right in your pants with my fingers! Just think what I could do with my cock! Or my tongue! I'd have you screaming, little girl! I'd have you begging me for more!"

Penny groaned heavily. For in her heart she knew this was true. She might be a married lady with responsibilities to her husband, but she couldn't resist sex this exciting, this daring, this dirty. She blushed with shame as she realized that if Cal Richards came to her again, urged her to fuck with him, she wouldn't be able to say no. She might still be the blushing bride, but a cock was a cock.

"We're gonna have fun, me and you, little girl," he breathed over her shoulder. "Now that I know you love it as much as I do, we'll be able to try everything together. You ever been face-fucked? Huh? You ever had a nine-inch cock up your ass? We'll do it all!"

"We can't, Cal! We can't!" she heard herself groaning. The words sounded phony even as she said them, she realized. But something made her say them. She had to put up at least a front of resistance. Otherwise, he would just think her a wanton slut.

"We can and we will," he gloated confidently, pulling back from her lush body. "I've got to fuck you soon. I've just got to!"

She let go of his wilting cock and stared at her cum-soaked hand. The thick white jism webbed her fingers together and drooled down her wrist. She plunged her hand into the cooled dish water and dried off. Then she quickly set about stuffing her swollen tits back into the top of her sexy dress.

"Your pants are all soiled. What art you going to tell June?" she asked him, glaring at his crotch.

He cinched up his belt and headed for the door. "I'll tell her I was helping you with the washing up. I'll tell her you spilled something on me," he smirked. He licked the fingers he had pulled from her cunt as soon as he'd finished coming. The door swung shut behind him.

Penny stared into the kitchen sink dreamily. She could feel warm pussy juice oozing from her gaping cunt. It wet her pubic hair and ran down her thighs.


Chapter Two

Penny tried her best to come down to earth. She threw herself into her housework over the next several days, and whenever she began to feel restless she put on her cute jogging shorts and ran until she was exhausted. It as very hard to keep the sexual encounter at her kitchen sink out of her mind though, and she found herself terribly horny on occasion in the middle of the afternoon.

Those were the days she would wait for her husband to return from work with a weird glint in her eye. She would scarcely let him through the front door before she was upon him, squeezing his balls in her hand, thrusting her tongue into his mouth. And most times they didn't even make it as far as the bedroom. They ended up fucking on the rug mt the hallway, too carried away with lust to get fully undressed.

Ron thought he had died and gone to heaven. It was almost too good to be true, he thought. While they'd been dating, and during the first few weeks of their marriage, Penny had been rather shy and awkward when it came to fucking. Now, suddenly, she was attacking him every second day, forcing her wet pussy at him with an energy that was a little scary. He told himself that she had just learned to love fucking because she was settling into her marriage.

And Penny was rather proud of herself. She might have had a sexual encounter with another man, but she was now devoting herself to her husband body and soul. Ron was the lucky one. All the sleazy scene in the kitchen had done was awaken her passion for her husband. She was, now giving him more fucking than he could handle. And she didn't have to think about Cal Richards any more.

These feelings lasted the better part of a week. Then Cal Richards phoned up her husband and suggested a camping trip over the weekend. There would be just he and June, Ron and Penny, and a third couple, Gary and Loraine, he said. They would leave Saturday morning and be back by Sunday night. Ron accepted enthusiastically, without even consulting Penny.

At first Penny was annoyed. She was thinking less and less of Cal as the days passed and was settling down into a domestic role more easily. But the more she thought about it, the more she liked the idea. It would be interesting, to say the least. And she could no doubt prove to herself once and for all that she could resist Cal. After all, she'd had several days to think things over.

By Saturday, as they drove up into the wooded hills, she was confident she could handle any situation that might arise. She laughed and joked with everyone as they set up camp, and she tried not to think of Cal's rock-hard cock each time their eyes met. He was polite and pleasant with her, and she returned the feelings. No one, least of all their spouses, could have guessed that they'd had a kinky little sex session just a few days earlier.

In late afternoon, the three men went down to the lake with a wide-bodied canoe that Gary had brought along. They told the girls they would be back in a couple of hours with fish for supper. While June and Loraine sat around and gossiped, looking bored and uncomfortable out here in the country, Penny wandered off by herself. She was much younger than the other two women and didn't really have much in common with them.

She found a secluded spot and lay down to catch some late afternoon 'sun, first stripping down to a tiny string bikini that barely held her colossal tits in place. Her lean body was tanned a deep bronze color, and it damn near glowed in the soft sunlight. Her tits separated in the string hammock as she lay back, the thick nipples poking up through the material like fingers.

She had barely closed her eyes when there was a rustling in the bushes and Cal Richards stepped toward her, grinning. He was sweating, as if he been running, and there was an odd look in his eyes as he gazed at her lush and lovely body. He licked his lips and stepped closer.

"Cal! Why aren't you with Ron and Gary?" she gasped. She sat up quickly and her tits rolled down and apart in the bikini top.

"I told them I didn't think that damned canoe could take three of us," he said. "I told them I was coming back to be with the girls, in case they should need me."

Penny flushed hotly. The look in his eye as he studied her brown body was unmistakable. She had a sudden urge to cover her tits with her hands, to clasp her golden thighs together modestly. She did neither and he continued to drool, as if he were seeing something he couldn't quite believe.

"What a fucking body!" he whispered, more to himself than to her. "What a gorgeous hunk of ass you are!"

He was about to drop to his knees in front of her, but at the last second she jumped up and went to lean on a thick tree trunk a few feet away. She could feel her resistance slipping away, even without him having touched her, and she wanted to make an attempt to collect her thoughts. If she didn't try to stop this whole thing before it got out of hand, her marriage might be over before it had begun!

"I knew you were a fucking sexy hunk," he went on, following her, "but this is the first time I've ever seen you in a bikini. Shit, you're even more stacked than I thought!"

She turned her back to him, breathed deeply. "I don't think you should talk to me that way. I'm your friend's wife!" she protested weakly.

"I can't help it. One look at you and my balls begin to chum!" He stroked a hand down the sleek brown curve of her back, slipped his fingers under the brief triangle of cloth covering her ass.

"Please, Cal, no!" she groaned. But she didn't move away. She hunched her shoulders and leaned heavily against the tree, her back to him.

His hand plowed deeper into her bikini panties, the middle finger separating her lush ass cheeks. He teased the puckered circle of her asshole and dug a fingertip quickly inside. He felt her shudder, then as she tried to move forward he clasped the string tassle of her bikini top with his free hand. The knot slipped easily and the top fell open, forcing her to cup both heavy tits in her arms. She began to whimper softly.

"Your bikini seems to be falling off," he leered, and suddenly he was unplugging his finger from her asshole and grasping her by her shoulders. He pulled her around to face him, forced her back against the tree. He leaned over her and pressed his mouth against hers, thrusting his tongue into the back of her throat.

She moaned softly and let him do as he liked, her pussy already starting' to ooze thick syrupy cunt juice. She lifted her arms to loop them around in back of him, and her lush tits wobbled to freedom, the bikini top dropping uselessly to the ground. She sucked on his tongue and molded her body to his, her nipples scratching against the fabric of his T-shirt.

"Attagiri! I knew you wanted it as bad as I do!" he panted, tearing his mouth off hers. "This camping trip was the best idea I've had in years!"

He began slobbering at her neck, then her shoulder. Then he was licking his way down one tit, pressing his lips to the warm flesh and sucking it into his mouth. Her nipple had telescoped to an inch-long stub. It was round and hard, the color of wet wood. He siphoned her nipple into his mouth and began sucking hard on it, pulling it up between his teeth and circling his tongue around its puffy surrounding circle.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" Penny whimpered, running her fingers through his hair. "That feels so good! That feels so fucking good!"

He plucked at the stiff nipple for nearly a minute, running his hands up and down the curved lines of her waist and hips. Then he licked his way down into her deep cleavage and up onto the other lush tit. The second nipple was as long and swollen as the first, though it didn't yet gleam with spit, as did its twin. He slipped that nipple between his llps and began to work on it, making loud sucking sounds.

"Ohbhhhh! Ohhhhh!" she gasped, holding his head lightly against her chest. Her head rolled from side to side and, she clasped her eyes shut tensely.

Suddenly he was spitting out the second nipple, leaving it stiff and shining. He was gripping her by the waist, dropping to his knees on the ground, licking his way down her cleavage and onto her golden brown belly. His fingers hooked into the tight bikini bottom and he started hauling down the tiny triangle of cloth.

Penny knew what was coming. Her heart pounded roughly and she began moaning weirdly. She gripped her hands to the sides of his head and urged him lower, thrilling at the touch of his tongue in her navel and on the soft smooth skin below. She watched him as he began to remove her final item of clothing.

"Oh yeah, oh yeah," he mumbled, tugging slowly on her bikini panties. A sliver of dark blonde pubic hair slipped free, and as he lowered the panties he nipped at the top layer gently, plucking the tiny cunt hairs between his teeth.

Why was he going to slowly? He was driving her crazy! Was he doing it on purpose, knowing how she felt? The pussy juice was rolling down her cunt walls. She could feel it dampening her crotch. And he was going to eat her! She just knew it! He was going to use his mouth on her cunt and drive her wild!

The bikini bottom had slid off her hips and was stretched tautly across the tops of her thighs. Her rich brown pubic bush tufted up invitingly and he snuffled his nose through it, searching slowly for the deep gash of her split cunt his tongue tip found the slit of her cunt, he diddled his tongue about, widening her already gaping pussy. The cunt slot was greasy with juice already.

"Ooooooh! Ooooooh!" she moaned, cranking her legs wide for him. The bikini panties were stretched to the snapping point across her golden thighs.

"You're soaking wet! You're oozing cunt juice!" he raved, glancing up at her. He suddenly hooked his fingers under the string of the bikini at her thigh and snapped it. The panties slithered down her legs to the ground.

"Eat me! Please eat me!" she crooned, half out of her mind with lust. "I need it so bad! I need your mouth on my cunt so"

He obliged her, burrowing his face between her legs and driving his tongue back and forth in her gaping pussy. Her cunt hairs were matting together with all the pussy juice slopping from her fuckhole. Little fronds of clinging hair formed and stuck to her belly and thighs. And she sank lower against the tree trunk, spreading her thighs wide and bending her knees.

He was fucking his tongue deep between the fat slimy slabs of her cunt, using it like a small cock. He dug his fingers into the greasy cuntlips and pried them apart, giving himself more room. The inner flesh of her cunt shone a bright pink. Her cut and the surrounding skin poked out at him like a crinkled rasher of bacon.

"Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!" she bleated, her eyelids fluttering. Her knees were buckling beneath her.

He sucked and slobbered between her naked thighs and let the warm cunt juice pour down onto his face. And then he took the erect knob of her cut between his lips and nibbled at it frantically. He wanted to drive her wild. He wanted to make her completely helpless, so that he could do whatever he wanted with her.

A quiver went through her and she sagged heavily, slipping down the tree trunk until she was nearly sitting at its base, her legs spread H wide. He lifted his face from her pussy and looked at her, surprised at the crazed stare in her eyes. Then he unbuckled his belt and unzipped his fly.

"You ready for this now, you cute little bitch?" he leered. "You ready for a hunk of cock to sit on?"

He thrust down his pants and shorts and his huge prick swung into view, partially hard, and moist at its tip. The cock shaft was a bright red color, the head a deep purple. Beneath, his ball sac hung heavily, the balls swollen and hot. He took it in hand and primed it several times. He glared hungrily at her nude and spread-eagled body, at the erect nipples, swollen tits and soggy, gaping cunt.

"Fuck, what a sight you are, girlie! What a sight for a guy with a hard-on and a quart of jism to unload!" He crawled between her legs and knelt over her, his growing cock in his fist.

Penny watched him through half-closed lids. She felt close to passing out. She needed his cock so, she wanted it so. And there it was, right in front of her, ready to split her in half. Her pussylips began to tingle before he even touched her cunt.

"Such a beautiful, hot little cunt you've got! It's peeling inside out, it wants my cock so bad!" he grinned. He planted the cock head against the greasy, hair-lined slabs of her cunt and pressed forward, easing the mushroom head of his prick inside.

"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!" she sighed, clasping her eyes shut. Her hands sneaked behind him and grabbed his ass cheeks. Her fingers dug into his flesh and urged him deeper inside her.

"You're so wet! You're so fucking wet!" he croaked, and several inches of hard cock fucked inside the willing teenager.

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she chanted, thrusting her pussy at him. "Fuck me deep! Split me in half!"

He thrust forward, fucking inch after inch of thickened cock into her cunt till his crotch hair tangled with hers and his balls nestled in the tight crook of her thighs. She hooked her feet over the tops of his thighs. She hugged him to her, sucking his huge hard-on high into her pussy.

"Shove it deep! Shove it deep!" she bleated. She began to fuck him as best she could, wriggling her pretty ass up off the ground.

He started fucking her with a vengeance, pumping his hips up and down and drilling every last inch of cockmeat deep into her pussy. Her cuntlips wrapped themselves lewdly around the pistoning prick shaft, sucking at his cock and drawing it deep inside. Almost as soon as he started fucking, she began to come.

She wondered why she was coming so easily of late. Her husband Ron usually had to work long and hard to push her over the top, but this past day or so, and these two times with Cal, she had started climaxing almost immediately. She wondered if it was the excitement of the surroundings, the danger of fucking with a man who wasn't her husband, in places where they might easily get caught.

"Fuck, you're a deep little bitch, aren't you?" Cal gloated. He was watching, fascinated, as every last inch of his huge hard-on disappeared into her wet cunt. Her greasy cuntlips were folding over his fucking cock and sucking at it like a hot mouth.

"I love cock! I just love cock!" was all she could say. Her mouth opened in a snarl of lust and her lids grew heavy over her blue eyes.

He pulled her thighs from around his haunches and folded them back against her body, cranking her already gaping pussy wider. Her knees pressed against her tits. He watched the shaft of his cock split her cunt into a weird, oily gash. Then he spread her thighs even farther apart till her ass rocked up off the ground. He had her trussed dike a turkey as he fucked his prick into her pussy.

"Oh I don't believe it! Oh it feels so good!" she groaned, her mouth a painted pink oval, her tongue fucking about crazily. She was being forced into the hardness of the dirt at the base of the tree, but she felt wonderful. She felt as good as she had ever felt in her whole life.

"I'm gonna blast my wad real soon!" he croaked, pistoning his ass back and forth. His thick cock shone with the pussy juice she was bathing him with.

"Oh please, yes! Hose me with it! Come inside me! Splatter me with hot jism!'' she begged. She was still coming, her golden belly twitching and flexing strangely. She felt as if she had a steel bar shoved up her cunt. She felt bloated with cock.

"You sure you want it inside you? You sure you want my juice?" he leered, fucking his cock in and out of her pussy so fast she was quivering under his fuck-thrusts. His balls swung madly.

"Yes! Oh God, yes! Spurt your cum inside me! Hove it! Pump me full of hot jism!"

He pinned her to the ground, his cock a numb pole between his legs. Again and again and again he fucked in to the hilt, and her tits wobbled from the force of his fuck-thrusts. He squeezed her legs tightly in his hands, screwed up his eyes with lust. And then something snapped inside him, and he was coming.

Hot jism splashed out into Penny's cunt. It shot out in thick, creamy jets, far up her cunt channel. Once, twice, three times, his cockhead found the depths of her pussy, quivered, and spurted out a thick ribbon of paste. He clogged her with cum, filling her pussy to overflowing. The jism stuck to his prick like glue each time he withdrew it.

"Oh God! Oh God! You're coming so hard!" she groaned, her head tossing from side to side. "I feel your jism! I can feel your spunk shooting up my cunt! Ohhhhhh God!"

He couldn't talk. All he could do was jerk his hips up and down, fuck his cock deep into the greasy folds of her cunt, and spurt out wad after wad of steaming prick juice. And one thought kept going through his head again and again. He was fucking the wife of his old friend Ron. He had the hots for her for months, and now, at long last, he was fucking her, belching out hot jets of jism into her. It thrilled him no end.

And it thrilled Penny too. There was something so wicked about it. To be cheating on her husband with an old friend of his. It was dirty and a bit perverted, and she loved every minute of it.

"Fill me with jism!" she cried, half-crazed with lust. "Pump me with dirty hot jism till I choke!"

He fucked into her half a dozen times more, and his prick belched out more globs of cum. The white stuff had begun to ooze out her clogged cunthole, and her crotch and cunt hair were soiled and matted with cum. When he could stand the heat of her pussy no more, he withdrew the limp shaft of his cock and lay it on hat golden belly, letting it drool jism onto her lovely skin.

"I love cum so!" she wheezed tiredly.


Chapter Three

The rest of the day was fairly uneventful. Penny and Cal went back to camp by separate routes, just in time to meet Ron and Gary as they returned from fishing. They had actually caught some fish, and the three young couples had a noisy and pleasant dinner around a roaring campfire. Penny ignored the hot stares she got from time to time from an unusually quiet Cal. She'd been well-fucked, and she was determined to enjoy her evening.

It was funny, but for some reason she felt less guilty about letting Cal fuck her in the woods than she had about their c***dish little encounter in her kitchen. She wondered if she was becoming a loose woman. But after all, it had only been one guy. And both times he'd caught her off guard and gotten her excited before she'd had a chance to resist.

No, it wasn't guilt she felt now. It was hunger for more fucking. She was discovering a whole new appreciation of a steel-hard cock. And when Ron snuggled up to her in their tent that night, she was extra nice to him. She was raw and sore from fucking with Cal, and she still felt bloated and clogged with his spunk. But Ron was her husband. He had certain rights. And besides, by ten o'clock she was horny as a bitch in heat.

She let Ron part her legs and slip his hard-an inside her pussy, and she moaned sweet nothings in his ear. He didn't seem to notice how unusually wet her cunt was. He simply humped her, fucking her as quickly and as quietly as possible so as not to disturb the other two couples. She could have fucked all night, in spite of her soreness. But he shot his wad, pulled out of her, rolled over and went to sleep-all in a space of ten minutes.

Good thing I've been royally fucked once already today, she thought. Otherwise, I might be tempted to go look elsewhere for a bit of cock. She tossed, and turned and fretted between the warm folds of the sleeping bag, but eventually she dropped off to sleep. She had dreams of huge cocks spurting gallons of jism.

The morning was beautiful, bright and clear. She was the first up, and had the coffee on by the time anyone else emerged from the small group of tents. It was Gary, and together they sat and chatted and drank their black coffee in the sunshine.

She wasn't sure when the conversation turned to sex. Maybe it was when Gary gazed at her tits in her tight T-shirt and complimented her on her figure. She didn't know him very well, having met him only once or twice before. And she was at first embarrassed by his attention. But she was soon smiling at his talk. And she found herself encouraging him.

"You and Cal are good friends, I hear," he said at one point, letting his eyes take in the lush flow of her cleavage.

"Oh no! Has he been telling you all about that?" she blushed. Under any other circumstances, she might have been mad that Cal had been talking about her. But she was still horny from last night and her pussy was twitching and wet as she spoke.

"He didn't say much. Just that you and he had . . . gotten together a couple of times. I won't say anything."

Gary really was very attractive, she mused, studying his muscles as they bulged out of his shirt. He had the clearest green eyes and wavy blond hair. And the way he was squatting there by the fire, he obviously had a huge cock on him. The mound of his prick and balls swelled out the crotch of his blue jeans.

"We fucked, yesterday, in the bushes. While you and Ron were out fishing. I was so horny I couldn't believe it."

"Do you often get that way? Horny, I mean?"

"Lately quite a bit. And it seems to me, if a girl feels horny, she should be able to let her feelings out, you know? Just like a guy. I mean I don't believe that just because a girl is married, she has to fuck only her husband. I think that's really old-fashioned. Don't you?"

"Absolutely," he agreed, his cock beginning to tremble. She was such a sexy little cunt! So young looking! And so dumb! It took all his will power not to unzip right there and slap his cock back and forth across her pretty face.

"I mean sometimes Ron is tired, and doesn't feel like it. What am I supposed to do then?"

Gary had several suggestions, but he stood up quickly and gulped down the rest of his coffee. "Why don't we go for a short trip in the canoe before the rest of the folks wake up? We could discuss this further."

Penny's heart began to pound. She knew where this would lead if she consented. She knew that if she went off with Gary he would make a pass at her sure as bell. She finished her coffee and smiled at him, her pretty blue eyes teasing him. She stood up and moved toward him. Her lush tits rolled and jiggled loosely in her T-shirt.

"I think that's a great idea," she purred, slipping her arm through his as they moved off toward the lake.

In a matter of seconds they were out on the smooth water, and Qary was angling the canoe toward a secluded group of trees two hundred yards down the bank. The blood was pumping in his cock as he looked at the lush form of Penny's body d****d across the other end of the canoe. She was smiling at him suggestively.

"Do you mind if I take my top off?" she asked, already peeling off her T-shirt before he had a chance to answer. "I want to get as much sun as I can on this trip."

Her gorgeous tits wobbled free and the stiffening brown nipples pointed at him like accusing fingers. They were the most beautiful tits he had ever seen, not small and droopy like his wife Loraine's, but full and heavy and lush, with flushed and full tips that ached to be sucked. He paddled more rapidly and brought the canoe under the shelter of the trees. He tied up and paused to stare at her.

The cut-offs she wore were incredibly tight across her crotch. She bent her knees and spread her legs as she lay back in the canoe, and from beneath the ragged hems of her pants he could see blonde cunt hair peeking out. She pulled at the cut-offs with her fingers, pretending to make herself comfortable, all the time watching him closely. Her tits wobbled and separated on her chest.

"Jesus Christ!" he murmured, his eyes glued to her crotch. She had tugged on the cutoffs so hard that the strap of denim hooking under between her legs and slipped inside the lips of her cunt. Two furry swaths of cunt hair bristled on either side, and her juicy cuntlips were folding themselves over the denim, swallowing it completely.

"What's the matter?" she teased, smiling at him. "You look really tense. Am I bothering you?"

The wet folds of her pussy were gnawing at the loop of cloth between her legs in the bright morning sunshine her cunt hairs were glistening. And suddenly, as if by accident, the button beneath her navel popped open and there was a quick zipping sound as her fly widened. The bushy tuft of pussy hair below her belly came into view.

"Oh my! Oh my!" she gasped, pretending to be shocked. "I'm not being very ladylike, am I?"

Gary groaned heavily. And suddenly he could stand the silly cock-teasing game no more. He came to his knees and lunged toward her, rocking the canoe crazily. He was reaching for his belt and dropping his pants. His hard cock swung out lewdly between his legs. A pearl of pre-cum hung off its tip.

"What are you trying to do to me? You want me to come in my pants?" he panted. He had pushed his pants down below his knees and had taken his prick in hand. He leaned low over her and aimed the, cock head for the oozing wet gash of her pussy.

"Gary, what are you doing! Gary, my goodness!" she protested.

She had known all along they were coming out here to fuck, but she was still a little shocked that it was going to happen this fast.

"What a little cock-tease you are! Gotta fuck you right now! Oh yeah!" he groaned. He hooked his fingers beneath the denim strap looped inside her cuntlips and forced it to one side. Then he planted his swollen cock head in its place and fucked forward. The great purple mushroom head of his cock disappeared inside her soggy pussy.

"Ohhh! My goodness!" she pouted. Her eyes closed with satisfaction as the great swollen hard-on fucked into her cunt. She drew up her legs and spread them wide for him.

"Is this what Ron doesn't give you enough of? Is this what you crave?" he leered, forcing his full weight behind the stiff spike of his cock. As soon as he had his cock buried to the balls inside her cunt, he began pumping it back and forth, pinning her to-the base of the canoe harshly. He pressed his body down on hers and fondled one huge tit in his fist.

"Oh yes! Oh God, yes!" she moaned, plunging her hands down his back and over his ass cheeks. She squeezed his ass in her fingers and urged him deeper into her pussy.

"You're so wet! You must have been wanting this for hours, huh?" he grunted, "Fuck, you're greasy as hell!"

"Yes! I want it! I've needed it for hours! I love it! I love cock! Oh God, fuck me! Fuck me till I can't stand it!"

"Well, to tell you the truth," he said, feeding cock to her with strong, steady fuck strokes, "I fucked Loraine last night-and with you, I'd like to try something different. Seems to me you're the type would try anything, right? Right?"

When she didn't answer right away he tweaked her nipple between his thumb and finger. The erect nubbin was nearly an inch long.

"Yes!" she gasped. "Yes, I'll try anything! I love cock! I love it!''
"Good! Then let's try this!" He pulled back, withdrew his huge hard-on from her steaming cunt. He grasped his cock in his fist and it glistened in the sun and dripped cunt slime onto her belly.

The canoe rocked as he climbed up on top of her, leaving her gnarled ajid empty cuntlips molded in the shape of his cock. He settled himself on her ribcage and lay his cock between her huge lolling tits. Grabbing a tit in each hand, he crammed them harshly together over his hard-on, making sure the stiff nipples scratched the blue veins running up the side of his cock. He began to fuck her tits roughly.

Penny could scarcely believe this was happening. Her cunt felt cold and empty. But there was something lewd and exciting about what he was doing on top of her. She decided to lie back and enjoy it. It was kind of kinky, kind of dirty, but it thrilled her. He was actually fucking her between her tits! She could see the purple crown of his prick emerge each time he fucked forward. The piss-slit winked at her lewdly.

"This ever happen to you before?" he smirked, gazing down into her lust-contorted face. "You ever been fucked between the tits?"

"No! Ohhh God, no!" She writhed beneath him. His cock was oozing pre-cum from its tip and she could feel the wetness on her tits.

"You don't know what you've been missing! There's all kinds of stuff you should be trying, a newlywed like you! Open your mouth!"

"Huh? What? Mmmmmffffff!" she gasped. As she spoke he forced the big purple head of his prick between her lips.

"Suck it! Suck the head of my cock!" he ordered, grasping the back of her neck with one hand and forcing her head back and forth on his bloated hard-on. Her lips folded around the pulsing prick and the pretty pink lipstick she had applied earlier smeared off along its surface.

He still crammed her swollen tits to either side of his cock at its base. His balls nestled comfortably in her cleavage. But the head of his prick was solidly embedded in her face and he fed it back and forth, fucking her mouth, forcing her cheeks to balloon and then hollow strangely. Her dazed and lust-clouded eyes stared fixedly up into his.

"You like this? You like sucking cock?" He could feel the soft velvet pad of her tongue supporting the weight of his cock. Her saliva was bathing him warmly.

"Mmmmmffffff!" she slobbered, bobbing her head now of her own accord on his looming prick shaft. It was so strange, to have a guy fuck her between the tits and in the mouth at the same time! It was so kinky! She wondered how many other exciting and dirty things there were that she'd been missing out on.

"I think I'm gonna come in your mouth. I F Would you like that? Huh? Would you like me to come in your mouth? Would you like to drink down all my hot jism?" His movements had speeded up and he was panting oddly.

My God, she hadn't thought of that! What about when he comes! He would probably drown her in cum! She might choke on his hot spunk!

"What a mouth you've got! All pouty red lips and even white teeth! Shit, you could drive a guy out of his mind with this little mouth of yours!" he groaned.

He suddenly let her tits roll back on her chest and lifted off her, forcing, his cock into her mouth at a new angle. He clasped his prick tightly midway up its trunk and began to jerk off furiously. Only the cock head remained between her lipstick-smeared lips. It sat on her tongue and trembled like a great bloated mushroom.

She gazed up into his eyes with mild panic, wandering what he planned to do. She was helpless, pinned beneath him in the bottom of the canoe, his weight spread across her tits and ribcage. A strong hand gripped her behind her head and helped her buck up and dawn on his thick hard-on. She couldn't have escaped if she had wanted to.

I'm going to come in your mouth, he explained patiently. "Just relax and everything will be all right. Keep your mouth open so that I can leave the cock head inside. I'm just going to jerk off into your mouth."

Penny did as she was told, cranking her jaw open and letting him pump his cock between her Ups. This was so weird! And so exciting! She'd sucked cock before, but she'd never had a guy jerk off into her mouth. She wasn't really taking part in this at all. She was just being used. He was simply going to use her mouth to dump his jism. She found the idea dirty and tremendously appealing.

"Pretty close now, sweetheart. Pretty close," he gasped, his fist a blur of motion on his prick. He could feel the heavy jism boiling in his hot and swollen balls. The sight of her innocent and pretty young face, swelled out with his thick cock, was too much to bear. Her pouty red lips and smooth cheeks trembled and vibrated with the motion of his jacking off.

There was a wet exploding sound and his cock was bursting between her lips. The cock head twitched, seemed to expand on her tongue, and a great greasy wad of steaming spunk blasted into her mouth. Prepared as she was, it still caught her off guard. She coughed, she gagged, and her eyes rolled up at him in surprise. In an instant, her mouth had been filled to capacity with sizzling hot jism.

She gurgled, swallowing and spitting up at the same time. His cum was wriggling to her stomach like thick soup, but there was so much of it that she couldn't swallow it all at one gulp Cum squished about between her gums and cheeks, coated her tongue and hung from the roof of her mouth. And it overflowed her lips and flowed in thick white trails down her chin.

"Ohhhhhh yeah! Feels so good! Ohhhhhh yeah!" he crooned, emptying his cock contentedly into her mouth. "Suck it all down! Eat that cum!"

Penny tried her best, but no sooner had she gulped down the first wad of jism than a second blasted free, and a third, filling her mouth and clogging her throat in seconds. She had quit gagging, but she gasped and snorted, and soon she had sucked up jism into her nose and was blasting it from her flared nostrils. White bubbles snapped above her upper lip.

"Ohhhhhh yeah! Ohhhhhh yeah!" he yelled, thrilled at the sight of her snorting cum. He loved the sight of the thick streams of silver spunk drooling from the corners of her mouth and oozing down her chin. And he decided he wanted to see more.

He pulled back just enough to free his spurting cockhead from her cum-drenched lips. Then, with the cock tip no more than two or three inches from her open, drooling mouth, he proceeded to jerk out the rest of his cum-load. He aimed the jets carefully, shooting one after the other into the gaping white hole of her mouth. He wanted to look inside and see how much cum she could hold.

"Sssppplllfff!" she gurgled, her lovely eyes wide with panic. There was so much cum! She would never be able to swallow it all!

"Keep your mouth open! I want to fill it with cum!" he said, still jerking off steadily. The spunk sprang from his prick in thick white ropes, firing straight and true into her waiting, overflowing mouth. A great wall of silver wetness had formed across her jism-soaked lips, and as each new jet spurted inside it began to drool in huge creamy globs down her chin.

Her moved forward, plunged his cock back between her lips, forced the escaping jism back onto her tongue and into her throat. Then he withdrew once more and rubbed his cockhead from side to side on her lips, smearing the jism in wide swaths across her face. The cock was still oozing cum.

"Drink it! Drink it all down!" he grunted, marveling at the way her lovely face shone with cum in the morning sunlight it Penny gulped and gasped, sucking down as much spunk as she could. But there came a time when she lost all fear and started to relish the taste of the stuff. While she still had a huge amount of cum in her mouth she started squishing it between her teeth and playing it back and forth on her tongue. Then, realizing how much it turned him on to see the cock c earn ooze from her mouth; she let it seep slowly from her lips onto her face.

He groaned, daubing the silver jism back and forth across her chin. And she knew that fucking with his wife would never be the same again.


Chapter Four

Penny knew she was living dangerously. She knew that if she kept up her current rate of sexual activity, it was only a matter of time before her husband Ron found out about it. And then there was no telling what he might do. He might forgive her. Or he might not even care. Some men were like that, she had heard. But deep down, she had a feeling he would hit the roof. She was fairly sure that if he found out about her fucking other guys, he would leave her.

The thing was she could stop. She wasn't sure that she wanted to stop. Now now, not now that she'd experienced a little sexual variety and knew how exciting it could be. If she had to give it up, if she had to stop fucking with other men, she would go crazy. She just knew it. It would mean the end of her marriage for sure, for then she would begin to resent Ron and her lack of freedom.

She spent three days fretting over it all after they returned from the camping trip. She didn't begin to perk up until the middle of the week, when she decided to get out of the house while Ron was at work and catch up on some chores that needed dealing with. The most important item was a visit to the bank. Ron had asked her to inquire about a small loan so that they could buy a new car.

To cheer herself up and get herself ready to face the world, she decided to wear some of her sexiest and most expensive clothes. She wanted to feel extra special. And of course it wouldn't hurt to try to impress a bank manager. The way she presented herself could make the difference in whether or not they got the loan.

Feeling a little wicked, and with her heart pumping, Penny brought out a special package of under things from her top drawer. Ron had bought them for her on their honeymoon, and though at first she had felt self-conscious and silly in them, she had soon come to like them. Largely because the sight of her in them caused her new husband to go into drooling tits of fuck-lust.

There was a sheer bra, made of the thinnest black silk, that had large holes cut out at its tips so that the nipples and surrounding circles of flesh would poke through brazenly. It forced her large tits in against each other and up, like two melons crammed in a sling. And it made her long nipples stick up like pointing fingers. It drove Ron wild.

Then there was the suspender belt and stockings. She'd never worn such things till that night on her honeymoon, always encasing her long lovely legs in practical pantyhose. But she had learned to like the feel of the silk stockings against her thighs and the tight belt around her waist. The stockings were black and she loved the way her lovely brown thighs were exposed at their tops. The belt was embroidered with pretty lace and had tiny red bows in several places. The slender black garters stretched elastically along her ass cheeks and upper thighs.

She studied herself in the bedroom mirror wearing nothing but this lewd and gaudy underwear and she felt a weird thrill in her pussy. She was pure sex, there was no doubt about it. One look at her and men would sink in quivering heaps, hopeless hard-on tenting up their pants. Dressed like that, she represented only one thing: cunt. She was just a cunt and ass and sultry mouth, made to give men pleasure, made to be a receptacle for gallons and gallons of steaming hot cum.

Penny suddenly had a thought,, and before she put on her dress she scampered to the dressing table and began applying gobs and gobs of eye make-up and lipstick. She daubed the heavy blue eyeshadow thickly, till it gleamed like two dark bruises. Then she plastered her mouth with shiny red lip-gloss, pouting her lips and running her tongue over them till the sultry pads shone like wet fruit.

Then she went back to the mirror and practiced pouting some more. She loved the way she could make herself look like a whore while still remaining young and sweet-looking. It was an interesting contrast, and one which she knew would drive any man within a hundred yards out of his mind. She was a sexual bombshell. And she suddenly felt very good about herself. For the first time in her life, she felt confident.

She put on a print dress, smiling at the way it revealed her luscious cleavage, and skipped down to the car, full of high spirits. It was amazing what getting dressed up and applying a little make-up could do for a girl! Only hours earlier, she'd been down and depressed, fretting about her conduct on the weekend. And now here she was, feeling like a million dollars, ready to face the world and go out and get what she wanted.

Her high spirits lasted all afternoon, and she wasn't even put out when a stern-faced secretary forced her to wait half an hour before letting her in to see Mr. Crombie, the bank manager. Nothing could spoil her mood this afternoon! She just felt too good, too attractive! When Mr. Crombie finally motioned her into his office and closed the door behind her, she could tell all the extra care she'd taken was not in vain.

"Mrs. Harris, isn't it?" he inquired, his eyes traveling up and down the luscious teenager's frame. "I had no idea you were so young. I'd imagined a much older woman."

Penny smiled at the compliment and took the chair he offered her, careful to bend down enough to let him have a good look into her deep cleavage. Her creamy young tits separated invitingly, and she was glad she'd worn such a light and loose dress. If he didn't come across with the loan when she'd finished with him, nothing would get it for them!

For several minutes they discussed finances, and Penny found herself growing restless.

Money bored her. She was only asking for this damn loan as a favor to Ron; She wasn't interested in talking about the economy. When it became apparent that Mr. Crombie wasn't going to come across immediately with the loan, she decided to seduce it out of him. She would get it eventually anyway, she knew. But it would certainly liven up the afternoon if she could fuck the old man for it. Why not have a little fun?

She stood up in front of his desk, amused at the way he watched her through his glasses, a slight film of sweat on: his brow. He wasn't used to having gorgeous young teenagers asking him for favors. He certainly wasn't used to them strutting around his office that way.

"Mr. Crombie, I'd appreciate it if you'd let us have the loan. Just sign the necessary papers and we'll settle it." As she spoke she let the shoulder strap of her dress fall. She leaned down over his desk and let her tits separate in their lewd bra. Her nipples were erecting already and poked out the dress fabric like bullets.

"I think a few more questions." Mr. Crombie began, his eyes glued to her tits.

"I think we've bad enough questions. How about a little fun?" Penny leered, and she let the other shoulder strap slip, till the entire front of her dress fell down around her waist. Her stiffening nipples were exposed in the sexy bra like small cocks on their puffy red circles of flesh.

"Good God!" croaked Crombie, standing up. "Mrs. Harris, I must insist . .

"Insist on what?" Teased Penny. A little to her own surprise, she was climbing up onto Crombie's desk, raising her dress up around her waist in a rumpled roll. "Insist on me showing you more? Okay, here goes!"

Penny was squatting on Crombie's desk on her haunches, her dress around her belly, her suspender belt, garters and black silk stockings completely exposed. In a final stroke of genius, she'd decided not to wear any panties at all, and the tufted crack of her hairy pussy was on display before the astonished bank manager.

"Do you like it? Do you like my cunt?" she teased, smiling. She spread her legs for him and hunched over to pry apart the lips of her cunt with two fingers. An oozing pink slice of lush inner cunt flesh was revealed. He could even see the dancing bud of her clit among all the wet pussy folds.

"Good God," Crombie repeated. He gulped. "Mrs. Harris, I must insist

"And I must insist also, Mr. C. I insist that you take out your cock and fuck me. It's not nice to keep a lady waiting."

Crombie stared at her as if he were in a trance. His mouth popped open and shut but no sound came out. He was only aware of one thing. His cock had started to pump full of blood. It was stretching itself in his shorts and growing more uncomforable by the second. He began to breathe heavily and a trickle of sweat ran down his temple.

''I'll make it so good for you,'' Penny purred, her voice softer. "I'll show you the best fuck you ever had."

She was reaching out to slip his jacket off his shoulders. Her fingers began popping open the buttons of her shirt. And all the time she was smiling at him wantonly, glad that he wasn't resisting. Her tongue ran around and around her lips and made them shine brightly. Her eyes left his only when she started work on his pants.

Crombie leaned over to press a switch on his desk, finding his voice at last. "Miss Fitch, no calls."

"Good idea, Mr. C." Penny whispered. "My, what have we here!"

She unbuckled his belt and slid down his pants around his thighs. The front of his shorts was bulged out hugely. She slipped her hand inside quickly and grasped the log of his prick like a bat handle. With her other hand she forced his shorts down.

"Why you naughty man, you've been thinking dirty thoughts about young Penny!" she teased, pouting at him with her sultry wet lips. "You've gotten all hard imagining us fucking, haven't you?"

She gripped his cock like a club and began pumping it strongly up and down. His cock was already six inches long and far from fully erect. As she jacked his cock she could feel it growing thicker, stronger, harder. The foreskin peeled back off the cock head, and the tip shone wetly.

"You thinking about pumping Penny full of naughty jism?" she went on, enjoying being in control. "You want to shove your cock inside me and shoot me full of spunk?"

Something snapped inside Crombie. He'd been eyeing her plump tits hungrily and now he grasped one in each palm and mauled them like a crazy man. He circled his hands around and around on her tits and forced them back against her chest. The hot nipples scratched his skin. He couldn't get over how her bra distorted the shape of her enormous tits and made them appear even larger.

"Yes! Yes!" Penny cried. "Feel my tits! Rub them hard! Yes!" She jacked him off expertly, pumping his cock to full she in a matter of minutes. His cock head began to

ooze a thick syrup that soiled her fingers. And she decided she had better act fast or he would be coming in her hand. "Lie down on the desk and I'll sit on your cock. Lie down on the desk!"

He didn't have much choice; she was hauling him up by his cock. He rolled onto his back on his desk and slid under her. The soaring spike of his cock stuck up through her fist like a rocket. And