Norma Egan - Nieghbors in heat

At last she pulled the nightie off over her head, tousling her long blonde hair, and tossed the garment aside. She stood naked before her husband, her pretty little triangle of blonde pussy fur practically in his face. Her full round breasts jiggled enticingly.

"See anything you like?" she purred.

Ralph smiled in a friendly way. "You stay in real good shape, honey," he said. "I'm proud of you."

Then he looked away and took off his pants. He was naked then except for his jockey shorts, but she could see that he didn't have a hard-on. The crotch of his shorts told her that. My God, what did it take to turn this guy on? Desperate, she dropped to her knees in front of him and seized the waistband of his shorts.

"Let me do that for you, sweetheart," she cooed.

Ralph looked puzzled but said nothing. While he sat on the edge of the bed, Tina slowly and teasingly inched down his shorts. She saw the first wiry black hairs of his pubic bush, then the pale limp worm of his cock. No hard-on at all. No excitement at all. What was the matter with this guy?

"Raise your ass, darling," she said.

Ralph obeyed, and she slipped his shorts off. He sat there looking bewildered, his poor limp dick

lying flabby and sleepy between his legs. Tina sighed as she dived for it. There was only one other trick she knew to get hard. There was only one other thing she could think of to turn him on.

"Tina, honey, what-?" Ralph started to say, then shut up.

He didn't have to ask what she was doing. It was obvious. She had slipped her little warm hand under his limp meat, and she was licking his flaccid cock, running her mischievous wet tongue swiftly up and down the silky wrinkled stub. She licked his cock till it was wet and gleaming with her saliva, and then she suddenly stuffed it into her mouth. Hot slick flesh closed around his prick. She sucked him fast, greedily, and loudly, making a lewd slurping noise.

"Honey, not tonight," said Ralph.

Tina was so astonished, her mouth fell open, and Ralph's cock slipped out, still limp and useless. You could have knocked her over with a feather. That was the one trick she'd reserved, the one thing she felt sure would get him hot. She rarely blew him, and he loved it. At least he used to. Now he wasn't interested at all. He was crawling under the covers, yawning.

"Ralph," she said, "what's wrong with you? We better talk about this, because I can't take it any more. If you've got another woman-"

"Oh, no, no, honey, it's not that." Ralph spoke with real interest for the first time that evening. "I love you, Tina, nobody else. It's just that I'm getting old, babe. I'm forty, after all. I can't perform like I used to. You gotta resign yourself to

it, Tina-I just can't make love as much as I used to."

Tina knew that wasn't true. She'd read enough to know that even men in their eighties could fuck, and fuck often. Something else was bothering Ralph-but if he refused to tell her about it, then to hell with him. She wasn't going to beg him any more. She wasn't going to make an ass of herself trying to get laid. She'd find some other way to satisfy her needs…

Tina got into bed and turned out the light. In moments Ralph was snoring, a sign that he was deeply asleep. World War Three could have happened, and Ralph wouldn't have heard it. That was fine-it gave Tina a chance to carry out her new, grim resolution. If her husband wouldn't take care of her in bed, then, by God, she'd take care of herself. Masturbation wasn't a no-no anymore. Any educated person knew that

Tina kept well to her side of the bed. She slipped her hand between her legs, feeling the warm soft fur of her mons. She wiggled a finger between the thick-haired lips and for the first time in her life touched her own clit. She pressed it with the tip of her finger-and sudden exciting pleasure seemed to melt her belly. So that was how it felt to play with yourself. It was definitely fun…

She pressed her fingertip more firmly against the slick little nub of flesh and rubbed faster and faster. Dizzying pleasure coursed through her body. Tina could see how she could easily bring herself off as many times as she wanted just by fooling with that funny little button of hers. She'd

been crazy not to try it before. After all, she'd been hearing all her life how much fun it was.

"Ummmm," she murmured, "ummmmm…" Her aroused cunt started leaking juice at a frantic rate, soaking her hand. She rubbed faster and faster on her red-hot squirting clit, till she was almost screaming with pleasure. She could feel her whole pussy responding to the stimulus, swelling up taut and slick, getting soaking wet and fiery hot. Just like she'd get for Ralph, if the dummy would only get it up for her.

No, forget Ralph-he obviously didn't want to play. Whatever the problem was-middle age, another woman, lack of Geritol-he wasn't going to help her out. So to hell with him. She'd take care of herself. Fingers dripping with her Own hot horny juice, Tina massaged her tingling little joy button until she felt the first delicious jolts of orgasm. The powerful climax rippled through her like an earthquake of pleasure, and she had all she could do not to scream with delight and wake her husband.

"Ahhhhh," she whimpered, "Ahhhhhh…"

Unfortunately that delicious come only whetted her appetite. She had plenty of need stored up, too. It'd been months since she and Ralph had really had a proper fuck. She had lots of frustration to take care of. She'd hardly finished coming before she touched her throbbing clit and started to rub it again.

But something was missing. There was some other kind of stimulus she wanted, and it took her a moment to figure it out. Rubbing her clit felt

fantastic, yes, but she needed something more- penetration. The feeling of a big hard cock inside her. And if Ralph wouldn't give it to her, she'd just have to invent something.

First she managed to bring herself off just by using her fingers. She thrust a stiff finger deep into the burning wet tunnel of her cunt-and then a second finger and finally a third, till she had achieved the same thickness as Ralph's cock. She thrust the three fingers stiffly and briskly in and out of her flooded box, and in moments she was having a blinding dizzying climax.

"Ahhhhhh," she wailed, helpless to stifle her cry.

But it still wasn't enough. She wanted more, and she wanted something more like a real cock. Driven to desperation by her need, Tina got out of bed and went to the kitchen and took a long thick sausage from the refrigerator. She got back into bed and used it on herself like a cock. Embarrassed and ashamed but still frantically horny, she thrust the fat sausage deep into her burning wet twat and frigged herself with it fill she came.

It was great-and yet it wasn't what she wanted. Something was still missing. She'd brought herself off three times and achieved super orgasms, but she still didn't feel satisfied. She couldn't figure out what the hell was wrong, what was missing, until she finally curled up close to Ralph to go to sleep. She felt his big hard hairy body, and then she knew what had been missing from all her guilty fun-a man.

"Dammit all," Tina sighed.

Masturbation was a whole lot of fun, she had to admit, but in the long run it wasn't going to give her what she wanted. And neither was Ralph. Well, dammit, she had a right to sex-so the only solution was to have an affair. Much as she loved Ralph, she wasn't going to quit fucking just for him. Grimly she decided to take a lover.

But who? That was the only question…

When Tina woke up the next morning she felt more determined than ever to have an affair. She'd rather have solved her problem with her husband, but as long as Ralph wasn't interested in sex, she'd just have to look somewhere else for help. She definitely wasn't going to give up fucking, that was for sure.