Housewife in heat

CHAPTER ONE

Mona Stevens lay naked, waiting for her husband Jerry to come to bed. She couldn't help grinning. She had quite a surprise waiting for Jerry tonight. She just hoped he'd appreciate it.

"Honey, are you coming pretty soon?" she called.

"A few more minutes," Jerry replied from the living room. "I wanta see the rest of this game."

Good old Jerry, Mona thought wistfully. He never changed. Even though he was leaving for a week tomorrow and this was their last chance to fuck, he still had to see all of his damned basketball game. Well, she'd just have to make up for lost time when he finally came to bed. Her pussy burned with need, and she stirred restlessly.

Never in the five years of their marriage had Jerry walked into the bedroom and found her lying stark naked on the spread. He was shy about things like that, and Mona had always respected his feelings. But tonight she felt like surprising him. She felt exceptionally horny, ready for a little change in their sexual routine.

"Oh, hurry, dammit," Mona muttered.

Her whole pussy seemed on fire with need. The hot flesh was swollen and taut, and she could feel thick cream leaking helplessly from the thirsty mouth of her cunt. Sighing, she ran her hands down over her sleek warm body, stimulating her throbbing tits, pressing the plump mound. From the living room she could hear the TV still blaring away.

Jerry was missing quite a sight. Mona was a lovely tall brunette of twenty-five, with fantastic big tits the size of small watermelons. Tonight those tits were especially enticing, swollen and thrusting, the large red nipples of stiff and pointed. Mona gently tweaked her pulsating nipples and felt little jolts of pleasure streaking right down to her slit.

"Ummmmm," she sighed. "Jerry, you bastards I need you!"

She ran her hands down over the large dark triangle of her bush. Pressing her palms down against the hot mound beneath the fur, she sent shivers of pleasure through her creaming pussy. Horny out of her mind, she slid a stiff finger between the curly lips of her muff and touched the red-hot button of her clit. She began to rub her juice-soaked joy button.

"Ohhhhh, God, I need to be fucked," she moaned.

It felt delicious to massage her highly sensitive clit, and she knew she could easily bring herself off that way, but what she really craved was a big stiff cock – Jerry's cock. Her boiling cunt was starving for it. She imagined Jerry shoving his big rock-hard bone into her, cramming her full of thick hot meat, and she whined with lust and frigged herself faster.

"Damn, damn," she groaned, "what's keeping him?"

She knew Jerry would geve her a good long fuck when he finally got there but she also knew something would be lacking. She'd been trying to pin it down for a long time now. Jerry liked to fuck, he had a fine big cock, and he could last a long time. So what was she complaining about? Maybe she'd have known, if she'd ever fucked anybody but Jerry.

But, no, Jerry was the only man in Mona's life. She'd been a virgin on their wedding night, and for most of their marriage she'd been too crazy about him even to consider fucking other men. This past year, though, things had started to change. She'd begun to feel a nagging dissatisfaction, a horniness that Jerry's pile-driving cock couldn't satisfy. She started to wonder how it would be with other men.

Those were bad thoughts, and Mona tried to chase them away by rubbing her scorching clit faster and faster. Hot pleasure ripped through her swollen pussy, and her hand was quickly drenched with her gushing cunt juice. Her lovely face grew flushed with lusty excitement.

"Ahhhhhh, God, it's good," she moaned.

It was good, all right, but not as good as a nice hard cock. And she felt a little ashamed of the fact that for the past few months she'd had to masturbate to get all the sexual release she needed. Still, it was masturbate or go crazy; Jerry was a trucker, and his work took him away from home for long periods of time. When be was gone, Mona got so violently horny, she just had to beat off.

But tonight, damn-it, she shouldn't have to be doing this! Her perfectly healthy thirty-year-old husband was sitting right in the living room, while she had to lie here playing with herself like a guilty little kid. Inflamed with need, Mona thought of marching naked into the living room and demanding her marital rights. But she had more pride than that. To hell with him – she could take care of herself.

Mona seized her slippery little clit between her thumb and forefinger and started kneading it like crazy. The pleasure was hot and dizzying, and her perfect white teeth flashed as she panted. She couldn't wait for Jerry now. Her need was too urgent. She frigged her hotly throbbing slit faster and faster, till she was hovering on the brink of a desperately needed orgasm.

"Unnnnhhhh, shit, yessss," she whined. "I need to come so bad."

Just a few more strokes of her kneading fingers and she'd be coming. Mona liked to hover just at that point, savoring the heart-pounding pleasure, masturbating slowly and sensuously while her hot little cunt mouth gushed scalding pussy syrup all over her hand. She gurgled with horny excitement as she rolled her slick wet clit between her fingers.

She kept frigging herself till she simply couldn't stand it another second, till she had to come or scream. She was just about to bring herself off with some hard swift kneading action when she heard Jerry switch off the TV. What shitty timing! In her lusty frenzy she'd almost forgotten about her husband.

Moaning with frustration, she whipped her hand out of her cream-drenched steaming slit and quickly wiped her sticky fingers on the bedspread. When Jerry walked into the bedroom he found her stretched out naked on her back, her beautiful face flushed, her big dark eyes hot and glowing. Her lust-swollen tits stood up taut and full, the red nipples rigid.

Jerry blushed furiously. "Mona," he snapped, "what in hell are you doing like that?"

"I thought it might make an interesting change," Mona said pleadingly.

"You know I don't approve," he said coldly. "We've discussed all this before. Now go put on your nightgown."

"Yes, Jerry," Mona sighed.

He turned his back while she got up and stepped into the walk-in closet. Because of his puritanical, strictly religious upbringing, Jerry had been taught that nakedness was evil, and he insisted that Mona undress for bed in the closet and come out wearing a prim and proper white cotton nightgown. While she was doing that, he'd get into his pajamas.

Tonight Mona wasn't standing for it. He never let her watch him undress, and she was starved for the sight of his body. She quickly got into her nightgown and then opened the closet door just a crack: Jerry was down to his underwear. He pulled off his tee-shirt, and she feasted her lusty eyes on his broad hair-matted chest. The fur was golden, like the hair on his head, and his hard muscles rippled. He had a gorgeous body – why was he ashamed to show it?

As Jerry lowered his shorts, Mona swayed dizzily with a rush of lust. He almost never let her see his cock. She had to grin knowingly when she saw that it was stiff as a board. He could pretend to be shocked by finding her naked, but it had obviously turned him on like mad. She hungrily eyed his handsome eight-inch dick.

The wrist-thick meat hugged his hairy belly in a fierce hard-on, and his bloated fur-thatched balls crowded the space between his thighs. The head of his cock was swollen into a huge purple knob, the dark cleft leaking big globs of glistening cock juice. Mona stifled a groan of disappointment as Jerry quickly slipped into his pajamas and cheated her of the enticing sight of his huge stiff-standing prick.

"I'm ready," he said.

Mona was ready, too, so ready she could have screamed. She emerged from the closet in her prim white nightgown, looking the part of a dutiful and modest wife, but feeling searing pussy juice streaming down her legs. She and Jerry crawled into bed, and he reached over to switch off the bedside lamp. Mona stifled another groan of disappointment.

"Darling," she pleaded, "couldn't we leave the light on for a change?"

Jerry looked at her as if she'd gone crazy. "Mona, you know we never do that," he scolded.

She was too angry to reply. As he pressed the switch and plunged the room into darkness, she wondered why Jerry never got bored by their prim little routine, their, dull and unchanging way of making love. Personally she was bored pissless. She could easily predict everything that was about to happen, because they'd fucked this way a thousand times.

Now that the light was out and they were both decently clothed, Jerry would become a different person. Now he'd feel free to indulge the urges of his achingly swollen cock. Mona counted the seconds – exactly ten – before his big firm hands were fumbling with the buttons of her nightgown. He spread open the front of her gown and eagerly cupped her large hot tits.

She could hear him breathing loudly and harshly as, he cupped and squeezed big fistfuls of hot-silky tit flesh. She shivered with excitement. Sharp jolts of pleasure streaked from her tits right down to her helplessly creaming pussy. She wanted to moan her pleasure out loud to let him know how excited she was but Jerry didn't like that.

No, according to Jerry, a nice woman never moves or makes any noise when she's being fucked. Nice women never show that they like it, Mona was supposed to just lie there and let him use her body. She struggled with her dizzying excitement while Jerry had fun with her big melon-size tits. He squeezed them all over, then began gently tugging her rigid nipples. He liked to feel the stiff buds throbbing between her fingers.

Mona was tempted to blow his mind by coming out with a string of obscene words of encouragement. But knowing Jerry, he'd stalk off and sleep on the couch. She couldn't risk that. She needed his big hard cock too badly. So she smothered her sighs and moans of pleasure while he tugged her big nipples into ultra-sensitive erection. By now her whole pussy was soaked with scorching thick cunt juice.

Jerry usually devoted about one minute to her tits, and tonight was no exception. When he had the big melons tautly swollen and violently throbbing, he left her tits and lifted the skirt of her long cotton nightgown. He rolled it up to her waist, and then she felt his touch, both shy and eager, on the warm springy curls of her bush.

He liked to rest his hand there and feel her swollen mound throbbing beneath the fur. Mona gritted her teeth and wished frantically that he'd just shove his hand between her legs and frig her like crazy. But not good old Jerry! He didn't consider it proper to go that far. He'd never once touched her pussy in the five years they'd been married.

He pressed more firmly on her big curly bush and his breathing got louder and faster. Again Mona counted the seconds, and exactly ten of them passed before Jerry gave a low hoarse moan and started pushing her legs open. She allowed him to arrange them, wide apart, knees bent. Then the bed bounced a little as he tugged down his pajama bottoms.

Okay, so it wasn't going to be the most exciting fuck in the world, and they always did it the same old way, but at least she was going to get fucked; that was better than nothing. Mona's starved cunt gushed a big flood of hot syrup as she waited for Jerry to mount her. She felt his big hard body coming down on her, his curly chest hair tickling her stiff nipples. His massive rock-hard cock sawed across her swollen slit.

He was panting loudly now, and Mona wished she could join him. She was ready to scream with excitement as she felt him wedge the enormous knobby head of his cock into the wet little bellow of her cunt mouth. Then with a hoarse groan of lust he plowed into her, stuffing her little box completely with rock-hard throbbing cock meat, ramming his big, boner right to her womb.

"Unnnhhhhh!" Mona cried.

"Please, Mona," Jerry reminded her.

All right, dammit, no noise. But she simply couldn't help that one husky loud cry of delight as she felt his huge granite cock cramming her full. That was the sensation she'd been craving all day, that rigid wrist thick prick stuffing her almost breathless. Helplessly she drenched his deep-thrust cock with sizzling cunt juice.

Panting harshly, Jerry slipped his hands under her lustily writhing ass and held it still. No noise, no movement, he was reminding her. When Mona obediently went still, he started to fuck her in his usual way, starting out slowly and sensuously, working his hugely bloated dick up and down the clinging slick tube of her cunt. Each time he stuffed his throbbing meat into her, Mona felt dizzy with pleasure.

He was the man. It was all right for him to make noise. As he pistoned his rigid boner deep into her scorching pussy hole, he whined and grunted. Mona knew he enjoyed hell out of fucking her, but he just couldn't admit it. He never talked about sex, never even touched her body unless they were decently in bed with the lights off. But he couldn't fool her. She could tell he was going out of his mind with lusty excitement.

"Ahhhhhhh," he moaned, "Uhhhhh!"

Mona fought back all her lusty urges. She wanted to fuck back at him, to slam her hungry wet cuntal tube up and down the granite shaft of his dick. She wanted to claw his shoulders, wrap her legs around his heaving back, scream her pleasure in the dirtiest words she could think of. But, no, she had to be the proper little wife and just lie there meekly, letting him use her cunt.

As his excitement mounted. Jerry's fucking got faster and harder. There always came a point when he couldn't restrain himself, couldn't hide his animal lust, and then he'd start fucking her like a stallion, snorting and groaning as he crammed his big steel-stiff dick into her deliciously snug wet pussy hole. That was the time Mona liked best.

"Uhhhhhhhhh," he groaned, "Awwwww!"

His belly smacked loudly against hers as he went into a lusty frenzy of fucking. His huge hair thatched balls spanked hard and fast against her swollen slit. The bed began to rock, gently at first, then violently and loudly as he fucked into her faster and faster. Mona had all she could do to keep from screaming with pleasure.

His thick eight-inch boner stuffed her curt deliciously, giving her violent blasts of pleasure each time he plowed into her. The stiff shaft of his cock sawed back and forth over her hungry little clit, adding to her hot arousal. She creamed heavily, helplessly, around his ramming prick and the scalding cream overflowed her cunt and splattered his belly and balls. Jerry's harsh panting filled the room.

Mona felt the pleasure building in her cunt till it reached the point of explosion. Just a few more savage thrusts of her husband's huge cock, and she'd be coming like a bomb. This was the most delicious part of all in their fucking, yet the most difficult for Mona. While she was going out of her mind in that fiery release, she wasn't supposed to make a sound or a movement.

"Awwwwww, God, awwwwwww!" Jerry was bawling.

Clawing her ass, groaning with pleasure, he fucked into her even faster and harder, and that was it for Mona. She felt the dizzying explosion of pleasure deep in her cunt, and she tried to have a perfectly quiet orgasm, but she couldn't do it. She was just too damned horny tonight. She let herself go, her tall lush body rocking and bucking with the violent pleasure spasms.

"Unnnnhbhh, yes!" she wailed. "ohhhhh, God, am I coming!"

Jerry went still with shock at her words. She'd never yelled like that before, never let him know she was having an orgasm. The whole bed shook with the violence of her climax, the springs creaking and groaning. Her spasming cunt gripped and tugged at his deeply-lodged cock, and she fucked hard at him, slamming her red-hot cuntal tube up and down the granite column of his prick.

"Unnnngggghhhh, so good!" Mona cried.

It was the best damned climax she'd ever had in her life, because for once she'd let herself go and followed the natural lusty instincts of her body. She needed to scream her pleasure, she needed to slam her convulsing pussy hole up and down his big hard cock. Her hips jerking furiously, she spun out her delicious come, whining and creaming.

As her spasms faded, she realized somewhat sheepishly that Jerry was still propped on his elbows, gawking at her in the darkness, wondering what in hell had come over her. She hoped he wouldn't get mad and leave. She could use a lot more fucking. She heard his excited breathing and felt his huge boner throbbing deep in her cunt. No, thank goodness, he was too horny to quit fucking her now. "I'm sorry, darling," she said quickly. "I know you don't like me to make noise, but I just couldn't help myself this time. I'll be quiet now."

Jerry grunted his approval and finally started moving in her again, shivering with pleasure as he enjoyed her scorching juice-flooded cunt. Mona gave a little gurgle of pleasure, then reminded herself to knock it off. If she wanted any more of her husband's magnificent rigid dick, she'd have to be on her best behavior. She struggled not to jerk her hips in time to his increasingly fast rhythm.

Jerry recovered from his little temper fit very quickly. His cock was so achingly swollen, his balls so taut and full with their hot load of jizz, that he just had to have her. He began moaning and snorting again as he fucked faster and faster into her fiery wet little pussy. His thick meat made an obscene sucking noise as it reamed the boiling-juice from her twat.

Mona stifled another gurgle of ecstasy. Jerry's huge hard prick felt so damned good as it reamed and crammed her lusty little fuck hole. She just couldn't get enough of it. If only Jerry weren't away so much, if only he'd loosen up in bed – but there was no point thinking of that right now. She'd better enjoy this good stiff fucking, because it was the last she'd be getting for a week.

"Ahhhhhhhh, God, awwwwwwww!" Jerry moaned.

He was pulling out all stops now, fucking her so hard she thought her teeth would rattle. Mona shivered with ecstasy and felt herself climbing fast toward another orgasm. There was one small movement she thought she could get away with. She started squeezing his prick with her powerful cunt muscles, gripping and releasing. Jerry whined with pleasure.

Each time she tightened her greedy little fuck hole around his slamming prick, she felt delicious friction. The pleasure built and built in her hungry cunt as Jerry's big boner raked and bruised her gushing cunt tube. She loved it when he lost all self-control and fucked into her like a pile driver.

Fuck me to death, you big bastard, she thought dizzily, fuck the living shit out of me!

The room echoed with the groaning bedsprings and Jerry's loud harsh panting. Mona felt his sweat dripping onto her, and she knew he was close to shooting his hot load. If she wanted to get off again, she'd better do it now. She tightened her juicy little box as hard as she could around his plowing prick. The delicious friction triggered her climax, pleasure blasting and exploding deep in her cunt.

This time she managed to confine herself to a muffled moan and a violent shudder. She hoped Jerry was pleased, damn him. He probably didn't even notice she was coming, anyhow, for now he was groaning loudly and hammering his dick into her with lightning speed. She could always tell when Jerry was coming. It was the only time he allowed himself to swear.

"Awwwwww, Jesus Christ, awwwww!" he bawled.

A second later Mona felt the first scalding blast of his jizz against her womb. The delicious flood of sizzling juice intensified her own climax, and she whined with ecstasy, knowing her sounds were drowned out by Jerry's lusty bellowing. He spurted load after load of steaming jism into her tugging cunt. The thick juice overflowed her bole and dribbled down the crack of her ass.

True to form, Jerry had no sooner squirted the last hot drop of his come into her than he rolled off and pulled up his pajama bottoms. In a few seconds he'd be snoring. They were a nice decent couple again, and all that wild loud fucking just hadn't happened. Jerry moved a decent distance from her, plumped up his pillow, and crashed.

"Good night, dear," Mona said.

"Uh-huh," he yawned.

As he rapidly fell asleep, Mona lay awake feeling restless and unsatisfied. She loved Jerry, but the time had come to admit that he was a lousy lay. Their sex life was boring and unsatisfying because he never did anything different, never let Mona participate. Silently she cursed his parents for raising him to be a complete prude.

What to do about it? That was the question. Mona felt she'd go crazy if she didn't get some decent fucking pretty soon. Jerry would have to change his ways, or – but she couldn't bring herself to think about leaving him, not just now. She only knew she was going to do some long hard thinking while he was away this week.