Norma Egan - Wet and ready wife

Rossi began to change, too. With his achingly swollen dick plunged deep in her snug juicy bumhole, he couldn't help feeling hot pleasure. He began to pant and whine as he bum-fucked her. He couldn't be cold and aloof any longer.

"Bitch," he chanted, "dirty little bitch."

Big gloss of cock-juice began to bubble from his deep-thrusting prick, making Judy's tight little asshole a lot slicker. She felt a wicked kind of pleasure now when his thick meat reamed and stuffed her ass. She hated Rossi, but she wasn't immune to the delicious friction between his cock and her tight little brownie.

"Lousy little cunt," Rossi gasped, "I hope you never forget this. This is how I punish my girls when they make me mad."

At that point Judy didn't care what he said. She felt her whole belly melting with kinky excitement, exploding into orgasm. She whined and clawed the bed as she came, and her boiling-hot brownie gripped Rossi's dick like a vise. He yelped and started to shoot his load.

"Awwwwwww," Rossi bellowed.

Judy didn't make a sound. She was coming, yes, but it was somehow an empty, pleasureless orgasm – perhaps because she was getting it from a man she despised. When Rossi's prick went limp and slipped from her drenched little asshole, she stood up with quiet dignity and put on her costume.

Rossi looked smug as he dressed.

"I guess you got my message," he said. "From now on you do whatever a customer wants, or you'll get it in the ass, just like now."

"I'm not going back to work," Judy said quietly. "I'm just wearing this costume as far as the dressing room. Then I'm going to put on my own clothes and go home."

Rossi scowled and said, "You silly little bitch, you'll never get another job that pays like this one."

"Mr. Rossi," Judy said sweetly, "you can take your damned job and stick it up your ass. Good night."

Five minutes later she left the Flamingo wondering how she could face Joe and tell him that she'd lost her job. She'd manage it somehow, because she couldn't bear the thought of going back to Rossi and his pain and humiliation. But it wouldn't be easy to tell her husband.

When Judy walked into the apartment, Joe was in the living room – standing! He had a broad grin on his face, and no cast on his leg.

"Surprise," he said.

Judy ran to him and clung to him.

"Darling," she laughed, "no wonder you wanted me home early tonight. You devil, why didn't you tell me your cast was coming off today?"

"I wasn't sure myself," Joe said, hugging her hard, "but in any case I wanted to surprise you. Isn't it great, honey? Now you can quit your job and our life can go back to normal."

Judy stiffened slightly in his arms. It was great, all right, that she didn't have to go back to Tony Rossi's club, but she wasn't so excited about "normal" life with Joe. That normal life included the dull unsatisfactory sex they'd had for five years.

She didn't want to go back to seeing other men, but on the other hand, would Joe ever be able to satisfy her in bed? And if he didn't, what would she do?

"Honey," Joe said, "what's wrong?"

"Nothing," Judy said quickly.

"Like hell there's nothing wrong," Joe said with concern. "I know when you're worried about something. You better tell me what it is."

Judy didn't want to hurt his feelings, but the subject had to be brought up sometime. "Joe," she said uneasily, "have you ever thought our sex life was a little, well, boring?"

"What do you mean, honey?" Joe said.

"I mean, we always do it the same way, every time," Judy replied. "We never try anything new. Can you really imagine going on like that for years and years?"

Joe frowned, put his hands on her shoulders, and steered her towards the hall.

"Judy," he said sternly, "you must be overtired from working. You're talking nonsense. Now go take a nice hot bath and come to bed. You'll feel better in the morning."

Numbly Judy obeyed. As she sat in the bathtub she wondered if she could really go on with her marriage. After five years she'd finally had the nerve to tell Joe what was bothering her – and he hadn't responded at all. Much as she loved him, she couldn't face a lifetime without decent sex.

When Judy walked into the bedroom wearing nothing but a towel, Joe was lying on the bed nude. He grinned and flashed Judy a lusty look as she dropped the towel in the hamper and walked over to the bed. He had a whopper of a hard-on that pointed at the ceiling, the swollen purple head of his cock leaking big bubbles of juice.

Judy sighed wistfully as she eyed her husband's handsome seven-inch prick. If only he knew how to use it! She felt awfully horny for him, but she knew from experience that he'd just jump on her, without foreplay, and fuck her so fast she probably wouldn't even get off. It looked like another night of frustration.

"Hurry up, honey," Joe said eagerly. "Christ, we haven't made love in over a month. I can hardly wait."

Judy wished she could say the same for herself. But there was no point in spoiling Joe's good mood. She'd ball him one last time, and the next day she'd leave. She was sure she'd never love another man, but she couldn't endure the dullness and frustration of his love-making.

Judy forced a smile as she climbed onto the bed beside her husband. Joe did what he always did – ignored her big ripe breasts and instead pushed open her legs very wide. He scrambled between her silky thighs, his cock weaving heavily, and Judy prepared herself for another of his jackrabbit fucks.

"I hope you're as anxious as I am," Joe said.

"Yes, dear, of course," Judy lied.

"Great," Joe said, "because I just can't wait. I've been wanting you for weeks."

Judy had been wanting him for weeks, too, but not like this. She didn't miss all those other men she'd been with, but she wished to hell Joe could take lessons from them in how to please a woman. There was more to sex, after all, than just climbing on and rolling off.

"Well, here goes," Joe said with a grin.

Then to Judy's utter astonishment he thrust his face right into her crotch.

"Joe," she gasped.

She couldn't believe what was happening. Her uptight inhibited husband was actually going down on her. He'd never even touched her pussy before, and now he was eating it. Judy gasped in surprise and delight when she felt his slick hot tongue tickling the horny little nub of her clit.

"Ooooooo, darling, yes," she squealed.

Joe's stiff slick tongue tip lashed and tickled and rimmed the sensitive little button of her clit, and lady whimpered with pleasure and clawed the bed.

She could still hardly believe that it was Joe, her puritanical husband, giving her head, but the evidence was right there in her hotly aroused pussy.

Maybe it was just a dream, but she was going to take full advantage of it. Judy let her legs fall open as far as she could, giving Joe plenty of room to eat her snatch. He made loud, lewd snuffling and sucking noises as he licked hungrily on her throbbing little joy button. His tongue moved faster and faster, exciting Judy wildly.

"Oh, yes, darling, yesss," she moaned.

She couldn't imagine where Joe had learned to eat pussy or what had changed his mind about foreplay, but it really didn't matter. The only important thing was that he was finally making love the way she wanted it, with plenty of wild and kinky play before they fucked. Judy moaned blissfully, and her aroused little cunt began to leak hot sticky juice.

"Oh, Joe, darling, that feels so good," she sighed. "I just love you to lick me there."

Joe responded to her praise by tonguing even faster on the hot wet bud of her clit. Judy squealed with delight and arched her petite body upward to get even more sweet friction from his tickling tongue. Her little red clit went erect and swollen with arousal, becoming even more sensitive to his tonguing.