Jerry Jones - Wife's Anal Perversion

"My cock is sticking straight up, honey," he told her. "Why don't you lick it?"

For a moment she turned her head. "I don't know," she mumbled.

"Touch it," he told her.

He could feel his balls growing tight. Her hand crept out and she gripped his penis. She slowly began pulling up and down. He loved the feeling of her hand jerking on him. But what he wanted more than anything else was to have her fasten her mouth on his penis.

"Suck me," he begged.

She bent over him. She eased her mouth over his cock.

"Now you're doing it," he told her. "That's just what I like. Suck my cock and suck it good."

He was becoming thoroughly aroused to her tongue touch. Then when he saw her head bobbing up and down as she played with his balls, he could hardly wait to let his cum break loose. He wanted to see her suck and swallow. Apparently she enjoyed it. For she had broken the barrier that had kept her from eating his cock. She could feel his shaft getting larger with each stroke of her tongue. And she loved every erotic moment of it.

"Suck me," he begged. "Suck me."

The power was building in the base of his shaft. A savage hardness plowed up it and there were only a few seconds left before his sperm would come rushing into her mouth. She sensed his feelings. She drew her lips tightly around the shank. Bobbing her head up and down, she continued massaging his balls.

"I want you to suck and swallow me," he told her. "I want you to get every drop of it."

She enjoyed the feeling of his big horny cock caressing the back of her throat. But for a moment she didn't see how she could breathe and go on sucking.

"Hang in there, baby," he whispered enticingly. "I'm gonna feed you a big gob of cum. Oh, sweetheart, it's gonna be sweet and hot. Just keep sucking. Baby, I'm gonna flood your face."

All at once his hot cock exploded. The thick, white cream gushed down her throat. She gulped hungrily.

"Eat me," he begged her. "Oh, baby, suck it out. Get all of it. Suck, suck it."

She was sucking rhythmically now.

"That's the way to do it," he told her, "suck every drop of it."

When he had finished giving her his cum load, he eased off.

"Ohhh, baby, you sure gave me a good blow job," he complimented her.

Now he was caressing her once more. She enjoyed it when he sucked on her breasts.

"You like my tits?" she asked anxiously.

"You know I do," he assured her.

He sucked on her breasts and finally fell asleep with his arms wrapped around her.

The next morning Freddy told Carla just how much he'd enjoyed making it with her.

"If you'd only been this way before," she told him quite frankly, "think of all the fun we could have had."

"I know," he agreed.

When Freddy had gone to work, Carla had some serious thoughts about more sex. She was delighted to hear that her husband felt she was so good.

When she called up her girl friend Donna, she discovered that plenty of housewives were making money selling sex.

"How in the world does it work?" she asked.

"I'd rather not talk about it on the telephone," Donna informed her flatly. "Why don't we get together?"

"That's not a bad idea," she agreed.

Donna got together with Carla. And she explained in great detail how she had gotten involved with selling her pussy.

"It isn't difficult," she told her, "if you have connections. You see, I know this fellow, Nick. He has an answering service. He gets a percentage, naturally. But he gives us seventy-five percent. Some of the characters take fifty percent. Nick is generous."

"And what do you have to do?"

"You meet these men in downtown hotel rooms or in motel rooms. Just depending on where. They give you the money and you turn over twenty-five percent of it to Nick. He trusts you."

"Not bad," she told her.

"Not bad at all," she agreed. "Sometimes you can even keep a little. They give you a tip."

"What do you have to do to get the money?"

Donna took another sip of her drink.

"To be blunt, baby," she told her, "you've got to do some of the weirdo acts. You know what I mean."

"No, I'm not quite sure."

"Honey, they are putty in your hands if you will suck off their cocks, or let them stick it to you up your ass-hole." "What?" she demanded. "You have to do all of that?"

"Lots of girls like it Greek style," Donna smiled quickly. "And there's really nothing bad about it. And when it comes to blow jobs, you can learn in time to be an expert cock artist. I could teach you plenty about it."

"I thought a cock suck was a cock suck was a cock suck," Carla told her. "You mean, they're giving lessons now?"

"Honey," she told her, "if the guest of honor is gonna get his cock sucked, you've got to do it right. Men insist on a girl knowing what she's doing. You have to let your tongue twirl around the tip of it. Sometimes you even dip the tip of your tongue into the head of his shaft. Then you play with the throbbing shaft by grasping it tightly and squeezing it. Many men love it when you massage their balls while they are fucking. There's really not much to it. It just takes talent. I know some men who love to stick their cocks between your tits. That's fun, too. And I love it when a guy wants to blow me."

"It is fun to have someone eat your pussy," Carla admitted. "Freddy has just started sucking mine."

"Freddy is a good lover. I never had anything to do with him but I just could tell."

"How could you tell?" Carla asked curiously.

"That certain look in his eyes," she explained.

Finally Donna convinced Carla that she could pick up fifty dollars a day easily if she would perform.

"All right, damn it," she told her, "it wouldn't hurt to try it." That night Freddy took his wife Carla out to dinner. He told her just how much he enjoyed having sex with her. Carla felt proud of herself.

"It's funny," Freddy told her, "I used to dream about you doing all those things we did last night. But I was afraid to ask you."

"I'm sorry that you were, darling, because we could have been having fun all of that time."

They both agreed on that point. When they went home that night, Freddy was eager to demonstrate his sexual skill once more.

"I bought a French tickler today," he told her, "so I could give you a real good fuck."

"French tickler?" she asked curiously. "I've never had one of those used on me before."

"You'll love it," he assured her.

When they were both naked, he slid the French tickler over the tip of his cock.

"You see, this will excite you. Just lie back, baby, and let me shove it into you."

She wasn't quite so sure that she'd enjoy this.

"I don't know if it's safe. Are you sure it won't hurt me?"

"It's safe all right, baby. Now get ready for a royal screw."

She stretched out on the bed. It didn't take long for Freddy to join her. He slowly guided his long, hard cock into her. As the French tickler pressed back and forth across her pussy walls, she became more excited than ever.

"Oh, baby," he exclaimed, "I love doing this."

She loved the sensation of him doing this to her now. She reached up and gripped his shoulders and held him in place as he went on thrusting forward.

"Oh, that feels so good," he told her. "Now play with my ass."

He wanted to satisfy her every way that he knew how. He let his cock continue slamming into her as he felt her grasping his buttocks. She squeezed his ass cheeks and then parting his ass crack she let a finger slide up his ass-hole.

"Fuck me," he told her as he felt her finger slipping smoothly in and out of his hot, tight behind.

Now he was riding her cunt to climax. And he could hardly wait for that moment when his penis would explode in her pussy. She wanted it just as badly.

"Oh, keep it up," she begged anxiously. "Now you're doing it."