Milford Thomas - Step-Daughter Initiation

Feeling guided by the fantastic titillations caused by her husband's long, vibrating finger in her pussy, Maryann realized she wanted to be fucked. She wanted the big, fat cock attached to Herb Rheingold to plunge into her. She was unable to recall when her anxiety for Herb's cock had been so strong. There was something gnawing pruriently, delightfully into the center of her belly, and the shuddering of her thighs made her aware of the pleasures she expected to feel shortly. There was no longer a question in her mind concerning her abilities to enjoy sex. Even if she was behaving like a tart, she intended trying to enjoy it this time. She wanted to come, she wanted to discover the feeling hiding deep down inside her for so long. She was going to taste the forbidden fruit of orgasm. The alcohol had brought this depravity out, and she intended making the most of it before sobriety eventually overtook her.

When Herb lifted his head from Maryann's breast, she believed he might be ready to sink his hot, thick cock into her. Cock! Cock! It was a cock! And hers was a cunt. No prissy words like pudendum or vagina. His was a cock, hers was a cunt.

Maryann enjoyed the way he teased her body, taunting her with his lips and tongue. Foreplay was something she always loved. But this evening it was all so different. Her body was responding, and he had her out in the open, almost totally naked. The setting sun coming through the trees was like a weak lamp. It seemed much more enjoyable, even in this weak light, than under blazing fluorescent bedroom lights. Christ! She ached to feel the evening breeze across the lips of her cunt.

She writhed as her husband's left hand moved smoothly down her hips. Maryann was being turned onto her side, and then she shuddered, feeling something new. His tongue was at the top of her spine, licking her flesh. Herb had never done that before. Well, she had never allowed him to do that before. He was taking advantage of her mood, and at the moment Maryann was more than happy to let him. He licked her neck, then slowly turned her onto her back and began running his tongue along the bare front of her body. Oooooh! It felt so good! His tongue licked at her nipples, making them stand again. Yes, this she let him do all the time. She liked to have her nipples sucked.

Then Maryann felt a new chill shoot through her. For the first time, his tongue was sliding lower, licking her navel. He paused there for an instant, running his lingual digit tauntingly around the dimple of her belly button, before the oral extension continued licking its way down toward her slowly undulating hips and thighs.

Maryann was reluctant to feel his finger slide from the depths of her hot, creaming cunt.

A moment later she felt him sliding her bikini bottoms from her hips, rolling the thin material down over the lushness of her tanned thighs, revealing her hypnotizingly beautiful, hair-fringed pussy to his greedy eyes. Maryann cooperated fully with her husband, lifting her full, rounded buttocks off the deck to make the removal easier. Nor did she make any sound save for an erotic sigh when his bare hands pressed her thighs apart. She opened them willingly, but was stunned at the pressure of his licking tongue making contact there, touching her tingling flesh. She felt fantastically erotic thrills as Herb ran his taunting tongue slowly along the ultra-sensitive space between her prickling thighs.

My God, Maryann thought. What on earth was the man doing?

It felt good, really good, and she became aware he was moving his wetly working lips toward her vagina. For a moment she lay there, wanting it to happen, thinking how deliciously wicked it might feel; his probing tongue, wet, warm and anxious, stroking across, in, and around her flooded nookie. The mere idea of his wanting to love her this way gave her goose pimples. Tingles shivered enchantingly over her satin flesh, and for a brief instant she was willing to let him do it.

Herb's face came closer and closer. Maryann felt the searing heat of his breath against the wet pink softness of her vaginal slot. His mouth was mere inches away from the pulsating labia of her naked cunt.

Certain everything was working out at last, working even better than he'd hoped, Herb forced her thighs farther apart, keeping her right knee bent and raised a little. Her position gave him free and total access to the hot, delicious moistness of her slavering vagina. He fervently worked his tongue up her inner thighs.

Maryann raised her head, wanting to watch, and she saw him drawing closer, staring lustfully at the curved lips of her feminine desire, seeing the moist, fleshy flanges covered by the sparse down of silken black hair. The narrow ribbon of delectable pink running through the middle built heat in him, and heat flashed in his eyes, letting Maryann know how much he ached to do this. Herb became more daring, reaching out with his hand as his eyes almost moved in time to the throbs of her pink clitoris. Maryann felt Herb's fingers spreading her hot cunt-lips wider and wider, exposing the wet, clutching, tight-elastic opening of her hole to his lusting gaze.

The woman felt her warm secretions flowing faster, and when his fingers spread her open, the alcohol in her blood seemed to stop working. She was jolted back to reality. Maryann automatically reacted, suddenly feeling dirty and exposed. It was as if he wanted to treat her like some kind of whore, making her behave cheaply, vilely, shaming her with the way he examined her seething twat with his eyes.

Yes, she was still on fire, but it was no excuse for this terrible behavior. She had to stop this debasing action at once. The mere idea of allowing him to put his mouth on her vagina made her shudder. How dare she think that way? She was behaving like a common trollop instead of a decent wife.

"No! No!" she wailed in a plaintive voice.

The wail sent a covey of birds skyward. Other night birds answered.

Maryann struggled to get herself under control. She tugged her loins from her husband's advancing face. When she saw Herb's surprised look, Maryann felt both guilty and wanton for having allowed this situation to get so far out of hand. She tried to think of a way to set things right, but she felt horribly depraved and was unable to understand what had allowed her to go so far.

"Please Herb," she gasped, twisting away, unable to look at him. "That's such an awful thing to do. Terrible!"

Herb Rheingold was stunned by the suddenness of his wife's objection. He had been engrossed in her erotic reactions. His ears were unable to hear what she was saying. The man's swollen, aching cock felt ready to, burst from the pressure of his semen stirring deep in his throbbing balls. Christ! He was certain he'd be sucking her cunt, after which her mouth would engulf his cock. Shit! Shit! Shit! Just another few minutes!

Then he realized his wife had become her old self again, rejecting anything not "tried-and-true." God! For a time she seemed to have changed for the better, and her refression reddened his face as he angrily screamed, "What the hell do you mean, it's awful?"

Terrified by her husband's sudden anger, Maryann felt like sinking through the deck into the cabin below. God! She had been right in stopping him! She had no choice. Yet she had to do something, anything. This marriage had to last. Her mind reached out for something to do.

"Herb," she said, shuddering. "I… uhhh… just can't wait any longer. I… uhhh… want it now. Fuck me, now!"

The woman was desperate, and she thought her use of the word "fuck", a word she had never used before, might make up for her rejection of oral-genital sex. Christ! She had to do something dynamic, and do it in a hurry!

Staring at him, Maryann saw she had shaken him up. Her use of the four-letter word had taken him off guard. Then she saw the determination in his eyes and knew he was going to do just as she asked, and she felt herself starting to breathe all over again. He moved like an enraged bull, tugging off his clothing and scattering it all over the deck. Maryann knew he wanted to subjugate her to his cock, and his being totally naked made him more menacing. This was an ordeal she was willing to undergo, as long as he didn't attempt to fill her mouth with it.