Mark Smith - Red-hot wife

At last I was finished. But he wasn't.

Suddenly I realized that he was still inside me, pumping and thrusting while my cunt went wild.

"Jesus, you've got to come!" I groaned, squirming in complete agony on the end of his cock. But it was a sweet agony, and I loved it.

"Don't worry, baby, I'll come."

But when?

Fortunately I didn't have long to wait. After another half a minute he suddenly pulled his cock out of my cunt and grabbed it with his hand, then lunged into a position above me.

He pulled his cock once, twice, three times. On the last stroke it happened. I could actually see his meat contract, then suddenly explode with white, molten heat.

A giant globe hit me on my face, and without thinking I let my tongue shoot out and gobble it down.

I loved the taste.

It was the first time I had tasted a man's cum, and at that moment I would have sworn that it was the most delightful substance I had ever swallowed.

Again his cock exploded, and again white-hot jism splattered against me.

He kept coming for what seemed like an eternity, until finally he was finished. I was covered with hot, sticky jism.

For a long time I spread it around my body, loving the feel of the slimy stuff, wanting there to be more of it; enough to take a bath in, if that were somehow possible.

I closed my eyes.

When I opened them again it was just in time to see him walking out through the door. I started to call out to him, but realized that I didn't really have anything to say.

I didn't even know his name.

Still, it didn't matter. He had shown me something that was going to change my life. I knew now that I didn't have to put up with Howard if I didn't want to. Even if I loved him and wanted to stay with him, I could still go elsewhere to satisfy the craving of my body.

I was now truly a woman.

That day did two things to me. First of all, it turned me on to sex in a way that I had never even imagined before; I was red hot and ready to fuck anybody, any time, anyplace. The other thing it did was to make me totally bored with sitting at home being a dumb housewife. There were all kinds of interesting people to meet; even in Bakersville. But I obviously wasn't going to meet them sitting at home.

Or at least not all of them.

At any rate, the next day I did two thing. First, I called and arranged for an interview for a part time job. They told me to come in that afternoon at two.

The other thing I did was a little crazier. It's hard to explain why I did it; guess I wanted to see if I could make something like my experience of the previous day happen, rather than simply letting it happen to me.

I put my washer out of commission. Nothing fancy; I just pulled a few plugs and acted dumb and distraught on the phone. The result was that I was promised a repair man would arrive within an hour.

The promise was wrong.

Two repair men arrived within the hour. They were young; neither of them could have been much older than I was, and they had nameplates on their white uniforms – Jerry and Steve.

While they were fixing the washer, I stood in the kitchen, wondering whether or not I really wanted to go through with it. I hadn't bargained for two of them when I'd called, and this took some getting used to. Why not?

The more I thought about it the more I decided I would love to try it. If one cock was good, wouldn't two cocks be better? Besides, they were both kind of cunt.

"Well, it's fixed. You should be more careful with it."

"I know. Thanks a lot. By the way, do you fellows have time for a drink?"

They looked at each other, then at me. "At ten in the morning?" Steve asked. "Why not? To celebrate the salvation of my washing machine."

Right then they both knew what was going on. I could tell by the way they were looking at me, their eyes practically devouring my body.

We made it in the living room. I was wearing a tight pair of cut-off jeans and a blouse tied above the waist. With the two of them sitting on the couch sipping their drinks, I took both items off. "Jesus," Steve said when he saw my tits. He was the younger of the two, and more shy. Jerry just stared at me, his eyes moving smoothly over my body.

Still not saying anything, I pulled off my panties. Now I was completely naked, standing over them so that my tits were right in their faces.

"Jesus, what?" I asked, smiling provocatively. It was absolutely incredible to feel so sure of myself; I loved it.

"Jesus, you've got a fantastic body."

"Thank you."

I took all their clothes off, one item at a time, until they were naked. Steve was obviously nervous, but not Jerry. He was ready to take me right then.

"Wait. I want both of you. At the same time."

"Whatever you say, lady."

Jerry's prick was rock-hard, but Steve's was still limp. I knew it wasn't because he didn't find me attractive; he was just too nervous.

I could fix that.

"Come here, Steve."

He stepped forward. He was a blonde youth, with longish hair and a healthy tan. I knew there was nothing wrong with his cock that I couldn't fix.

I dropped to my knees in front of him and reached out with my hands. At first there was no response as I stroked and played with his cock, but after a few moments it began to stiffen. Not much, but it was a start.

"Steve."

"What?"

"Would you like to see your cock in my mouth?"

"Jesus."

"Does that mean yes."

He nodded.

Already it was beginning to grow harder, but it was still basically limp. That was good; I wanted to feel it grow full in my mouth.

Bending forward I spread my lips and took him into me. It was strange to feel such soft flesh inside my mouth, but it didn't stay soft for long.

Almost immediately the blood began to rush into it, filling it and making it solid. As it grew large I had to force my throat muscles to open wide to take him all, but I knew I could do it.

I was right.

Finally he was beautifully, gloriously erect in my mouth. I felt a real sense of accomplishment somehow, and I knew that everything was going to be all right.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see Jerry watching impatiently, and I knew that he wanted to be in on the fun.

Good.

That would be simple enough to arrange. All I had to do was raise my ass up a little and he took the hint without a moments hesitation.

"Fuck me, Jerry," I gurgled, beginning to slide Steve's cock in and out of my mouth. I could sense Jerry behind me, and I knew that he was pausing for a few moments to enjoy the view of my soft, white ass cheeks dangling in front of him.

A moment later I felt lithe, strong hands grabbing my ass and separating the flesh, making room for what I knew was about to come.

"You're gonna love it, Sweetie," he said, cocky for reasons I wasn't yet sure of.

Thirty seconds later I was sure of them.

Without the slightest hesitation at all, he rammed his hard cock into my wet cunt.

"Uunnnnhhhh!"

For a moment it hurt; he had pushed so hard and so quickly that I hadn't been prepared for it.

"Shut up, Sweetie. You love it."

He was right, of course. But I'd never been treated like this, and I didn't know quite what to make of it.

Fortunately, I didn't have time to think; I had a cunt and mouth full of cock that were both demanding my attention.

"Fuck me, then," I groaned, returning my attention to Steve's cock. It had grown incredibly large in my mouth, and I was being hard put to keep it all in. But I knew I could manage, and I knew I could control the timing of his explosion. Yesterday had taught me that much.

At the same time I started grinding my cunt back against Jerry's dick. I could feel it deep inside, jamming up my cunt, and as I pushed against him he rotated his hips so that the tip of his cock was going around and around in circles inside my pussy.