Norma Egan - Widespread wife

"Damn you," she whined.

"Be patient," Dale said. "I'll let you come later. I dislike rushing things. Now I want you to get me hard."

Before she could move or say anything, he was climbing over her, squatting right over her boobs, his skinny ass just lightly grazing her thrusting nipples. His floppy limp cock tickled her face. Judy blushed, but her excitement was undiminished. She'd get him hard, all right. She had to have a stiff cock or die of frustration!

She reached up to touch his flaccid meat, but Dale shook his head. "No, no," he said briskly, "use your mouth. I want you to lick it. And take your time, please. As I said, I don't like to rush things."

Well, fuck you, Judy thought.

Not only was she in a hurry, she thought her poor swollen pussy was going to explode with need if she didn't get fucked right away. But she had to do what he wanted to get what she wanted. That limp cock wasn't going to do her any good at all. With an impatient sigh she stuck out her little glistening pink tongue and started to lick Arthur Dale's prick.

"Yes," he said, "that's what I want. Just go easy. Lick it all over. Yes."

Judy found his cock as clean and nice-smelling as the rest of him, and it didn't take long for her excitement to rise to fever pitch. She wriggled her little hot tongue under his soft silky meat and tickled and lashed and licked the floppy little worm till it bounced and glistened. Then she did the other side, her tongue wet and wriggling and eager. Damnit, she just couldn't help it – she loved tonguing and tasting cock, even when it belonged to a stranger.

"Very nice," Dale murmured. "You do that very well, Judy."

Did she detect just a trace of excitement in his voice? Was the ultra-cool Arthur Dale finally getting turned on? She studied his face, but she could see no change. Well, damn him, she'd take care of that in a hurry. She seized the soft rosy head of his prick between her lips and sucked the whole flaccid organ into her mouth. She began sucking his cock fast and hard.

"My God," Dale muttered. "You really enjoy that, don't you? You really – AHHHHH!"

She'd gotten him excited at last. As she sucked furiously on his good-tasting dick, she felt it lurch into erection. The head of his cock went hard and knobby, the stalk lengthened and fattened and stiffened. It wasn't as big as Tony's prick, and she could keep all of it in her wet greedy mouth. She gave a gurgle of excitement as she sucked him, but to her disappointment, Dale sighed and stood up, his spit-wet prick popping from her mouth. It snapped up to hug his belly, beautifully stiff and full and ready.

"Get up," Dale said briskly. "Go over to the sofa and lean over the arm."

Judy was ready to jump through hoops in order to get laid, so she didn't hesitate to do what he asked. She hurried over and leaned over the arm of the sofa, her pert pale butt stuck up in the air. Dale followed leisurely, as if he weren't the least bit excited, but his erect stiff-standing cock was oozing pearly bubbles of juice and his rosy nut sacs were swollen up big and taut. At last those steely blue eyes looked human, a little glazed and sparkling with lusty interest.

"Now hold perfectly still," he said from behind her. "Stop wiggling. You'll get what you want in just a second."

Judy sincerely hoped so. She was so horny, great streams of hot juice were running down her thighs. She waited, ass raised, legs slightly parted, and she felt Dale putting his hands on her hips to steady himself. Then she felt hot hard cock flesh sliding between her legs, the bulbous head of his dick touching the gushing mouth of her cunt.

"Ohhhhh, my God, yes," she moaned helplessly, "put it in meeee!"

Damn him, he was taking his time. He just held his erection between her legs so that her scorching pussy rode the rigid pole and the fat hard head of his prick teasingly touched the drooling mouth of her box – but he didn't go in. Judy panted and clawed the couch, ready to shriek with frustration, until finally Dale popped the big head of his dick into her steamy little box and started to push into her. He did it with maddening slowness, but it felt terrific to have her frantic cunt finally stuffed full of hard pulsing cock-meat.

"Yes, yes, YES," Judy whined.

Even Dale was getting excited now. Glancing around, Judy saw that his eyes were blissfully closed and there were faint small beads of sweat on his forehead. He began to move his cock in her, and he even smiled. She figured that was the most she could hope for from that zombie, so she turned away and gave herself up to the pleasure of being fucked. At least he didn't do THAT slowly. He jerked his dick fast and stiff in her blazing hot box, just the way she wanted.

"Ooooo, that's so good," Judy squealed. "Yeah, yeah, ball me! Ohhhhh, yes!"

She started coming almost instantly. Dale fucked steadily away, his flat belly going slap-slap against her little round ass, and Judy got off one more time, squealing and clawing the couch, before her fiery-hot gripping cunt squeezed Dale fiercely and made him come. He only sighed mildly, but Judy could feel her cunt deluged with sizzling come. She wriggled her ass in happy satisfaction as he shot his load into her.

"Ummmm," she murmured, "that was nice."

"Oh, yeah? I'm real glad to hear that," said Tony.

Tony? He wasn't supposed to be there. With a shriek of surprise, Judy whirled away from Arthur Dale, his limp meat whipping out of her flooded box. There was Tony standing near the doorway of the apartment, grinning. Judy blushed with humiliation. Damn him, how long had he been standing there watching?

Dale got dressed, looking as cool and unperturbed as ever, and then he handed Judy a folded-up piece of papa. "Thank you, my dear," he said. "That was excellent. I hope to see you again."

He left, and Judy stared at what he'd put into her hand. It was a hundred dollar bill. She began to blush all over as she understood what it meant. Tony, chuckling softly, came over and snatched the bill out of her hand.

"Your cut is fifty," he said, taking out his wallet.

"My what?" Judy gasped.

"Oh, don't play innocent, baby," Tony said, handing her fifty dollars. "You just went into business for me. In plain language, you're a hooker and I'm your pimp. You did a real good job tonight, too. You and me are gonna make a bundle."

Judy staggered back, her mouth hanging open in shock. HER, a whore?

"You've got to be kidding," Judy cried. "I mean, I did what you wanted, Tony, I let that man make love to me – but that doesn't mean I'm a whore. If you think I'm going to make a habit of this, you're very wrong."

"Oh, no, I'm not," Tony snarled. "You got to do whatever I want, baby, or when your husband gets back, I'll tell him what you've been up to. You don't want that, do you?"

Judy thought of the prospect of going around balling perfect strangers at Tony's orders. "I'll take my chances," she said stubbornly. "I'm sure Tom won't believe you, and you've got no proof except your word."

"That's where you're wrong," said Tony with an evil smile. "While you were getting it on with Dale, I got the proof I need. Your husband will have to believe this."

He reached into his jacket pocket and brought out a photograph. He handed it to Judy with a chuckle. Judy looked at it and felt sick. It was a Polaroid shot of her being fucked from behind by Arthur Dale. She had no trouble recognizing herself. Her face was twisted in a blissful lusty grin as she took the deep thrusts of Dale's cock. With an anguished moan, she ripped the photo to shreds.

"That won't do you no good," Tony said, unperturbed. "I took others. You were having such a hot time, honey, you didn't even notice me standing here with the camera. Now, get your coat. I'm taking you home. You need your beauty rest because I got another job for you tomorrow."