J. Watson - The wife_s new tricks

"Keep moving your hot ass, baby," he moaned. "Keep moving that big, hot ass."

She was almost exhausted but she kept moving her ass. She started rubbing her melon-shaped tits against his chest as hard as she could. Her hand moved between them and she found his balls. She rubbed his balls with her fingers. They were even heavier with cum than they had been before.

"Oh shit, baby," he gasped. "You're going to make me blow it. You're going to make me fucking blow it! Oh shit, baby! It feels so good, so fucking good!"

She felt how fat and thick his cock was. It felt as big as her cunt could hold. She felt the hot trembling that went through his body, and then his thick cum was shooting into her pussy. It felt like his cock was shooting a gallon of cum into her pussy. She kept lifting up her ass and taking his cock into her pussy to his balls. She felt his prick cream running out of her pussy and wetting her thighs. Finally she felt him sigh and relax.

"Sweet shit, baby," he moaned. "That was the best piece of ass I've had in a long fucking time!"

She didn't move until his cock went limp and slipped out of her. He stood up near the bed and he reached for her head. He took a handful of her silky hair and rubbed his cock clean with it. Somehow it was cleaning his cock like this that humiliated her worse than anything else he had done. It made her realize that all he considered her to be was a piece of ass, a cheap piece of cunt. A man like John would never have any respect for a woman.

"I've got to go now," John said, as he started dressing. "But I'm going to see you again, baby. I'm not going to let a piece of ass like you get away."

Caroline lay there for a long while wondering what in the hell she had gotten into.

Caroline kept wondering why she felt so little guilt over what had happened. She'd always been a good girl, the kind of girl who would never even consider kissing on the first date. Yet, John Richardson had practically raped her without even asking.

And it was fantastic.

Perhaps that was part of why Caroline didn't feel guilty. Sex with Rick had always been nice, but it had never been anything like what had happened with John. She had thought that she'd had orgasms with Rick, but it had been different with John.

That was why Caroline had known what was going to happen when Rick had come home on a Friday night full of excitement about the private dinner party with the vice president. Rick thought he was getting ahead with the company.

Caroline knew what John was really after, and she didn't mind in the least.

The private dinner party was at a swank dinner club downtown. Caroline had never been in a place so luxurious in her life. Everything was paid for by the firm. There were only three other couples and all of them were high-priced lawyers that the company was hoping to make change jobs.

Rick didn't understand why he was there, but Caroline knew the moment she met John. He was with a short, sexy blond who wore a strapless dress and had such big tits that the dress barely held them up.

"This is Dee Wallace," John said. "I hope you two girls get to know one another."

So Rick talked business with other lawyers while Caroline spent the evening talking to Dee. In five minutes Caroline found out that Dee was a professional model. Caroline knew better. Dee was a professional all right, but her job had nothing to do with posing.

Caroline wasn't surprised when John came walking across the room toward her. He had been drinking a lot, but it didn't show. He bent over and his eyes leered down her green gown.

"I've seen that gown before," John said.

"Yes," she told him.

"Could you and Dee come with me for a few minutes?" John asked. "I'd like to show you something."

"But Rick?" Caroline protested.

"He's so busy he won't miss you," John said. "I promise you that. Besides, he won't question me."

Caroline's mouth felt dry. She knew what might happen if she went off with John. She wanted it to happen, but she was still scared of her husband finding out.

"Don't worry about Rick," John said. He took her hand and she followed as meekly as she'd followed him before. They walked out of the dining room and into a large, spacious room that had nothing but a couch and lush carpeting.

"What is this room?" Caroline asked.

"It's a room for special guests," Dee told her. "And you're a very special guest."

"I don't understand," Caroline said.

Dee moved close and Caroline felt her big, round tits rubbing against her arm. Caroline jumped back as if she'd been bitten. Dee was smiling. John walked over and sat down on the couch.

Dee was pressing herself against Caroline again. Caroline kept backing away until her back was against the door and she couldn't go any farther. Dee was still smiling. Her shapely tits pressed against Caroline's tits.

"Don't be shy," Dee said. "John likes to look at a little show now and then. I can make you reach for the stars."

"You're crazy," she said. "You leave me alone."

There were tears in Caroline's eyes and she could hardly see as she tried to unlock the door. She couldn't seem to find the lock. Suddenly a fierce pain went through her body. She found herself falling to her knees. She gasped for breath for a few minutes. She found herself looking up at Dee.

"What did you do to me?" Caroline asked. "Just a little kidney punch, honey," Dee said. "It won't hurt for long."

Caroline had been pretty athletic in high school. And right now she was mad as hell. No little whore was going to kidney punch her and get away with it. Dee was still grinning when Caroline came quickly off her knees and tackled Dee around the knees. Dee made one gasp of surprise as she went backwards and landed on her ass.

Caroline closed one hand into a fist and swung her arm in a brutal roundhouse blow. Dee wasn't able to move in time. Dee caught the blow on her chin and it nearly knocked her out. Caroline was getting ready to hit her again when John caught her arm.

"Take it easy, honey," John said.

"That little cunt is going to get the shit beat out of her," Caroline said.

"No, she's not," John said. "She was only doing what I told her to do."

Caroline looked up in shock. "What kind of woman do you think I am?"

"I know what kind of woman you are, baby," John said. "You're a hot-assed bitch. It didn't take me but five seconds to have you on your back with your legs spread. You're looking for a little excitement and I'm going to give it to you."

"I want to leave," Caroline said.

"No, you don't, honey," John said. "You don't want to leave. Not yet."

His voice sounded so soft and soothing. His hand slipped down the front of her gown and gently cupped her titty. She tried to fight the sudden rush of feeling that went through her. It didn't work. In a second she could feel her nipples getting hard and starting to ache.

He lifted her titty out of the gown. She felt the cool air touching her nipples and turning them to rock-hard points. She felt his fingers brushing across her stiff nipples.

"I want to go now," she whispered, but she made no move to leave.

"Come here, Dee," John said.

Caroline didn't realize it but she was already pushing her creamy titty against John's hand. Dee was looking angry as she moved close again. Her anger faded away as she looked at Caroline's titty.

"Beautiful," Dee said softly.

"Kiss it," John commanded.

Caroline tried to move away but John's hands stopped her. Then it was too late. She was lowering her head and her red lips touched the end of Caroline's nipple. Caroline felt an electric shiver going through her.

Dee knew what she was doing. The little blond opened her mouth and captured the springy hard nipple in her mouth. Dee closed gently with her teeth and Caroline moaned softly.