Steve Golden - The Spunky Wife

"So you weren't a virgin when we got married? You lied to me about all that!" he grunted. "You'd fucked lots of guys before me! You'd let them fuck your mouth and your ass and everything else, hadn't you?"

Bonnie opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. Her mind was racing, but she was still physically exhausted. She felt like she'd been fucked by an army. Every bone in her body ached. All she wanted was a hot shower and more sleep. But she had to fuck. For once in her life, she was being fucked against her will.

"Jesus, you must think I'm a fucking asshole!" Rodney gasped. "What a fucking jerk and a dolt you must think I am! I can't believe it!"

He was fucking more and more harshly, driving his cock into her with deep lunges. He kept his body angled up off her, so that he only touched her where their sex parts met. Her tits jiggled back and forth. Her shoulders hunched. She closed her eyes and let him do as he wished.

"I bet you've been fucking around on me from the very start, haven't you? I bet you cheated on me from the day we were married!"

Bonnie groaned. She wanted to tell him that she had actually been faithful for six whole weeks, but she knew it would sound ridiculous. She let him fuck into her and tried not to think of the future. She didn't want to think ahead to when Rodney kicked her out of the house and she was forced to go back to her family.

"How many were there? How many studs did you fuck around with behind my back since our wedding?" he asked, plowing his cock deep. "Six? Seven? A dozen? I'd really like to know."

Bonnie still didn't answer. She had a feeling he didn't really want to know. She accepted his thrusts without comment and waited for the end. From the speed of his movements, she knew it wouldn't be long. She only hoped he'd let her sleep afterward. She needed rest.

"Bitch! Cunt! Two-timing slut!" Rodney shouted, finally using the words that Bonnie had begged him for weeks to use. "Dirty, cocksucking cunt! Hot, cheating whore!"

He fucked her viciously, driving his cock to the balls inside her on each and every stroke. Then suddenly he pulled his stiff prick from her pussy and began to jerk-off over her belly. They both watched as hot cum began to spurt over her tits, her belly, her crotch. It sprang out in heavy jets, splattering across her already-smeared skin. Bonnie's belly heaved as the thick wads splashed down on her.

"Cunt! Whore! Slut!" Rodney cried, his fist a blur on his steadily spurting cock. "Fuck, I hate you! You're just a crazy cock-hungry cunt! Fuck! Oh fuck!"

The next few days were strange for Bonnie. She had no idea what was going to happen between her and Rodney. He wouldn't talk to her. He wouldn't touch her. He just went to work early in the morning and came home late at night. He ignored her. It was as if he didn't have a wife at all. But she knew he was thinking about her all the time. He was obviously trying to decide what to do about her.

It would have been easier if he'd just kicked her out and told her to get the fuck out of his life. The silent treatment was really rough. She was nervous and tense all day long. And what made it worse was wondering what was happening between Rodney and Mr. Henderson at work.

She tried to talk to Rodney several times, at breakfast, or after he came home from work. She really wanted to know what his plans were. But he said he was too busy to discuss anything with her right then. And he went down to his workroom in the basement with his briefcase full of papers. She was left to wander around the house by herself, not knowing from day to day what her future was.

She began to take long walks. Partly so that she wouldn't have to hang around the house, and partly get rid of her tension. She really needed some kind of physical outlet. Not only was she nervous as hell, but she was also as horny as hell. The incredible afternoon with Mr. Henderson had left her in a state of arousal that she couldn't relieve.

She considered calling Henderson and arranging to meet him secretly, at his home, or at a motel. But then she figured she'd better stay away from him for a while. Sex with Rodney's boss was a little too risky at present. And there was no telling how much he knew. Maybe he'd picked up hints from Rodney's behavior that the cat was out of the bag. He might not want to see her again at all.

She was even nervous about seeing Mr. Hicks, the neighbor, though he'd called her several times in the afternoon trying to set up another session with her. All she needed was for Rodney to find out that she'd fucked their neighbor as well and she'd be out the door for sure. If she was patient enough with Rodney, showed him she could mend her ways, maybe things would eventually get back to normal. It wasn't very likely, but it was possible.

In the meantime, she had to get her rocks off somewhere, risk or no risk. She had too much sexual energy to stay inactive for more than a day or so. And on one of her long walks, she decided the best man for the job was Franco, the operator of the gym. The chances of her husband finding out about her fucking Franco weren't that high.

She rushed home to change into her sexiest clothes, made up her face in her usual slutty manner. Then she took a cab to the gym and marched right into the place, a grim determined look on her face. It was mid-afternoon. The place was quiet. When she didn't see Franco anywhere, she strode right into his office without knocking. She closed the door behind her and leaned against it, her big tits rising and falling with her heavy breathing.

Franco wasn't alone. He was sitting at his desk going over a pile of check stubs, and by his side, staring over his shoulder, was his partner, Conrad. They both looked up at her as she entered. They stared open-mouthed at her, as if they couldn't believe their eyes. Conrad, handsome and middle-aged, finally smiled slyly.

"So, Franco," he said. "Is this the young woman you were telling me about? Is this the friend you had the workout with the other day?"

"She's the one," Franco said. "And it looks like she's got something on her mind."

Franco was smiling, and he got up from behind his desk and stood alongside his partner. The two of them grinned at her like two horny schoolboys. But they made no move toward her. They waited for her to say something, to state her business. From the look of her, they seemed to know already what it was.

"I need to fuck!" she murmured, still out of breath. "I'm horny as hell and I need a cock! Two cocks would be even better! I'll take you both on at the same time, if you want! It's something I've always wanted to try!"

Neither of them spoke. They just stood there, Franco in his exercise outfit, Conrad in his business suit. They were both men of the world, men of great experience with women. But they were both shocked at what she said. She was half their age, yet she could stop them in their tracks with just a sentence or two. Bonnie felt a surge of power go through her.

"How about it? You guys men enough to satisfy a horny young lady? Or do you want to see the merchandise first?"

Without any prompting, Bonnie unzipped her dress and let it slip from her shoulders. She was wearing a quarter-cup bra, in ice-blue this time, and her big tits bulged out over it grossly, the nipples erect. She stepped out of her dress and showed off her blue garter belt and matching stockings. Her shaved cunt bulged out at them from between the taut strips of her elastic garters. She gripped her pussylips with her fingers and pulled them wide apart.

"Well? Am I sexy enough? Do I get you boys hard, or shall I go look somewhere else? There's a sixty-year-old guy working the rowing machine outside. Maybe I could try him if you guys aren't up to it."

Conrad began to undress. In seconds, his jacket, shirt and tie were off and he was kicking off his shoes. Bonnie watched him step out of his pants and shorts, and she gave a little gasp of pleasure as she caught sight of his cock. It was at least as big as Franco's. Maybe even bigger. And it had a weird bend in it halfway down the cockshaft. It wasn't fully stiff yet, but it was well on its way.