Jane Fox: Her pervert parents

Elizabeth bent over again, exposing her superb tits. They were huge, with great rosy nipples. They stood out firm and straight, like ripe melons. She could see Jerry staring at them in the mirror.

Elizabeth turned and looked into his eyes. She smiled seductively.

Then she held up her lift with the palms of both hands, capturing the rosy nipples between her fingers.

"You're staring!" she said, pouting. "You'd think you'd never seen my tits before!"

"God! You're sexy! You're just as beautiful now a you wore at eighteen!"

Elizabeth smiled. At least she still turned him on. It was easy to arouse Jerry. All she had to do was uncover those huge tits of hers and he was practically foaming at the mouth. She shivered slightly.

It was so familiar that it wasn't fun at all, anymore!

Jerry threw back the covers of the bed. He grinned openly. "Come on, honey. Come to bed!"

Elizabeth rose slowly. She could see the way his pajamas were tenting out in front. Jerry certainly didn't have any problem getting excited. One peek at her tits and he had a hard-on that wouldn't quit.

She raised the hem of her gown slowly, inch by inch. She watched Jerry's face closely. She saw how his eyes became more and more lustful as her gown rose higher and higher.

She saw the jerk that his hard cock gave when her gown reached the pretty triangular patch of her copper beaver. The sight of all that pretty red pussy hair always excited him.

Suddenly, she felt her pussy twitch. Lord! She was getting hot! It must have, been that sexy book she had started reading! She couldn't believe it; she was actually looking forward to fucking with Jerry!

Jerry gasped. The sight of his pretty wife never failed to turn him on.

Really, he didn't have the right to ask for more. He knew that it was asking a lot for Elizabeth to undress with the lights on. For such a good, proper woman, undressing under his lustful gaze was really pretty naughty. Anything mode than that would be asking too much.

Sometimes Jerry wished that he could ask Elizabeth to do the thing those incredibly sexy call girls did, but he knew better. Elizabeth would never low herself to that level and he wouldn't expect her to.

He knew that, above all, his wife was a lady. He could go somewhere else when he suffered those strange, exciting desires for something different like having his cock sucked or licking a sweet, hot cunt.

Elizabeth walked over to the bed, her huge titties bouncing. She knew how provocatively her hips swayed, how her full asscheeks bounced in the light. She knew what an attractive, sexy picture she made and she knew that Jerry did too. She could tell by the jerking and throbbing of his big thick cock under his pajamas.

Suddenly Elizabeth became angry. She wanted to rip those damn stuffy pajamas off him and make him fuck her lewdly… wantonly… naughtily. She wanted to force him to do all sorts of exciting thing to her. She wanted him to lick her pussy.. to fuck her virgin asshole.. she wanted to cram his hard, thick cock in her mouth and suck on him until he shot off down her smooth, hot throat! She Wanted to do everything she had ever read about… everything she had ever imagined she wanted him to fuck her every way possible.

She suppressed a sigh. There was no use… she might as well forget it! She didn't dare suggest anything unusual. Jerry would just wonder where she had gotten the idea: She didn't want to admit that she was reading sexy books she got. from Hazel. She would just have to put up with his usual, unimaginative lovemaking. It would be over with soon. It never took Jerry long to come. It took him just long enough to get her nice and hot and then it was over before she had a chance to get her own satisfaction. That was sex with Jerry. A joke… a dull joke. She forced a smile and tried to look sexy.

"How about taking off those silly pajamas," she teased. "I don't think we need all that cloth in the way, do we, honey?"

AUh…Uh… No! We sure don't" Jerry responded. For a moment there, he had seen a glimmer of lust in Elizabeth's eyes: He wondered if he'd been imagining it or if his prudish wife had actually been turned on.

Jerry had known that Elizabeth was faking her orgasms for a long time now. At first he had been shocked and then saddened. But later, a kind call girl had told him that Elizabeth was probably frigid and didn't want him to know. She had probably been faking for years, trying to make him feel good. She said it would be bad to let Elizabeth know that he was wise to hen It would make her feel like she had failed him in bed.

Jerry had kept mum about the whole thing. He certainly didn't want Elizabeth to feel bad. She had been a good wife and he would never let her know that her little pretense had failed. He wished there was something he could do to give her some satisfaction, but as his call girl friend had said, there wasn't any way to teach an old dog new tricks.

Elizabeth was not happy the way she was, and if making her think she was fine in the sex department was a part of keeping her happy, Jerry would be only too happy to do it! Elizabeth was a good wife and nothing was too much to ask to make her happy! He would pretend to be content with her lovemaking. He would never let on that he craved some more exciting pussy. He would keep up appearances if it killed him.

"Come here, sexy!" Jerry growled playfully. "You're driving me out of my mind, way over there. Come on, honey. Come over here and give me a big kiss!"

Elizabeth suppressed a shudder. She smiled Jerry quickly removed his pajamas. He switched off the bedroom light. At least Elizabeth didn't have to look pleased if he turned off the light. He would give her that much relief!

Elizabeth suppressed a groan. He had even turned off the light.

Perhaps she could hive actually gotten turned on if she had been able to see his body. He was a very physically attractive man. No he had even deprived her of that! He wanted to get his nuts off just as fast as possible! He didn't give a rat's ass about her satisfaction I She would have to pretend as usual, she supposed.

Despite her aversion Elizabeth felt her pussy twinge. It was all the result of that sexy book she had read. She began to pretend that Jerry was the man in the book. He had sported an eight-inch cock and Jerry had that! Jerry had a big cock!

Elizabeth felt herself getting excited despite her disappointment. It didn't really matter That Jerry had turned off the light. She knew what he looked like. As a matter of fact, it was easier this way. If the lights were off, she could pretend that Jerry was the man in the sexy book! She could pretend that she was getting fucked by the stud in the book Hazel had given her! That was exciting! She could feel her pussy cream just thinking about it!

She could feel the hard bulge of his huge cock against her tender tummy. If she could only pretend that it was the man in the book, she might even get some satisfaction from it!

"Oh, honey! I'm so horny. You know you really turn me on!"

Elizabeth wanted to tell Jerry to shut up. If he would only keep quiet she could indulge her fantasy and pretend he was someone else!

The minute he opened his mouth the whole dream dissolved. If she heard his voice she couldn't pretend he was the sexy man in the book. If he talked, he became Jerry, her boring husband, and no amount of pretending could change that. She prayed for him to shut up and let her live her fantasies.

Maybe it would be simple to just go out and have an affair with another man, but she just couldn't quite bring herself to do it. For one thing, she didn't really know where to find another man. She supposed she could go out to a bar and pick one up, but the whole idea seemed so cheap. She had deceived Jerry once and she would never do it again. She knew that she hadn't any choice when she married him, but she, wasn't about to jeopardize her whole standing as a faithful wife and a wholesome mother just for one night in bed with a stud. She wasn't that stupid. Sure, she would love to get laid properly, but it was more important to hang onto her marriage than to have fun in bed.