Housewife in heat

CHAPTER FOUR

After Brian left, Mona showered again, had a quiet dinner alone, and settled down for an evening in front of the TV. Considering that she'd fucked two different men today and been unfaithful for the very first time, she figured she ought to be satisfied.

Wrong! She made the mistake of choosing a rather sexy foreign movie to watch, something Jerry wouldn't have permitted, and soon she was feeling as horny as ever. It seemed incredible. She'd literally fucked for hours that day, yet her pussy seemed as swollen and hot and needy as when she'd started out. She tried watching something less arousing, but that burning need in her pussy didn't go away.

"DAMN!" Mona cried.

She could have tried beating off, but she knew that wasn't the feeling she really craved. She wanted what she'd had with Stan and Brian – a good stiff cock and a very thorough fucking. Now that she'd learned bow great fucking could be, she simply couldn't get enough of it. She thought of phoning Stan – but, no, he was married, too, and it might be awkward for him to get away.

What to do? She couldn't just walk out on the street and seduce somebody. Or could she?

Mona shivered with wicked excitement. There really was no reason why she couldn't just go out and pick up a man. Many women did it all the time. The fact that she'd been faithfully married for five years didn't hold her back any more. All she could think about was having more sexual adventures, trying out more new men. She knew that with her looks, she'd have no problem finding somebody.

She raced for the bedroom and changed into her sexiest outfit, a clinging red jumpsuit that outlined every curve of her tall big-titted body. She'd bought the suit on impulse one day, and when Jerry saw her in it, he forbade her ever to wear it in public. Well, piss on him, Mona thought. The suit was just what she needed to attract attention. She grabbed her purse and headed out.

The skin-tight low-cut jumpsuit started doing its job the moment she stepped out of the apartment building. As she strolled along the street, she got stares, whistles and invitations from almost every man she passed. But she wasn't going to go to bed with somebody she hadn't checked out first. She kept walking until she came to a decent-looking bar.

Mona went inside and ordered a martini, taking a small table by herself. She felt every man in the room staring at her, and she'd hardly had a sip of her drink before one of them came over and introduced himself. He was tall, lanky, with sandy-colored hair, and nicely dressed. Mona judged him to be in his mid-thirties. She liked his looks, and she returned his smile.

"Hello," he said, "my name's Len Proctor. Naturally I couldn't help noticing you. Nobody in the place can help noticing you. May I buy you a drink?"

"No," Mona replied, "I already have a drink. But you can sit down. My name's Mona."

After chatting with Len awhile and being sure he was a sane, nice person, Mona was ready to go. She waited impatiently for him to proposition her. But he seemed in awe of her good looks and outstanding figure. Maybe he figured a girl like her wouldn't possibly consent to go to bed with him. Mona realized she'd have to make the first move.

She gave a big sigh and said, "Wow, have I been feeling lonely. My husband's out of town for a week."

The line worked just as well as it had with Brian. Len's eyes glowed lustily, and he leaned farther toward her, blatantly eyeing the ripe cleavage of her big tits. "If you're lonely," he said, "you could spend the night with me!"

"Why, how thoughtful of you, Len," Mona purred. "Let's go."

He looked a little surprised, but he escorted her out to his car and drove her to a nearby motel. The room was quite sexy, Mona thought – a huge king-size bed with a fake fur spread, lights turned low, rug soft and deep. She set down her purse, kicked off her shoes, and started unbuttoning her jumpsuit. Len just stood there staring at her.

"Anything the matter?" Mona asked.

"I can't believe this is happening," he said.

"Why not?"

"Well," he said, "it isn't every day a guy like me finds a girl as beautiful as you and she actually agrees to ball him."

"Len," Mona said, "believe me, it's happening. Now do you want to fuck or not?"

That did it. Len began fumbling out of his clothes as fast as he could. Mona finished unbuttoning her jumpsuit and let it fall to the floor, stepping out of it in just her skimpy white bikini bra and panties. She thought Len's eyes were going to pop out of his head as she unhooked her bra and let it slide off down her arms. Her huge firm tits quivered slightly with her movements.

Mona grinned at him and hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her panties. She inched the little garment down slowly, tantalizingly, and Len paused to watch. As the first dark pussy curls popped into view, he licked his lips. She popped the panties down over the firm rounds of her ass, slipped them beneath the thick curly triangle of her bush, and let them slither down her legs.

Her naughty performance had only added to her raging horniness. The more daring and loose she got, the more sexy she felt. She was liberated from the restrictions her husband placed on sex, and now she just couldn't be wild enough. She walked naked to Len and took over the job of undressing him. He didn't say a word, just stood there breathing harshly and flushing with arousal.

Mona pulled off his tee-shirt. His chest was lean and hard-muscled, with a small patch of coarse dark hairs. She unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants, and tugged them down, helping him to step out of them. As she knelt to remove his jockey shorts, she saw the fly suddenly go sharply tented as his cock mushroomed into stiffness. Eagerly she tugged down his shorts.

She stayed on her knees, gawking hungrily at his cock. It was a nice one, about six inches long and the thickest she'd ever seen. It stood up in a fierce hard-on, hugging his flat belly, and his cock-cleft was oozing big bubbles of hot juice. Mona remembered how great Brian's cock had tasted, and hot saliva rushed to her mouth.

"Mmmmmm," she sighed. "What a gorgeous cock."

She curled her fingers around the base of his dick, right above his wiry bush of dark cock hairs. The shaft was so thick she could hardly close her fingers around it. She drew his prick closer to her lips, fanning it with her hot breath, and Len shivered. She stuck out her gleaming little tongue and started lapping up his dribbling juice.

"Jesus," Len sighed. "I still can't believe it."

But it was real enough, her scalding slick tongue lashing all over his swollen dick, her hungry gurgling noises as she savored his cream on her taste buds and then swallowed it. She cleaned his stalk of the hot salty cream, then went for the head. Her steamy little tongue swirled around and around the hard purple knob, eating his oozing juice.

"Mmmmmmmm," she murmured. "Mmmmmmmmm."

She still hadn't had enough of his delicious cock cream so she drilled her wet pointed tongue tip right into his piss hole and reamed out more of the hot tasty juice. Len gasped and swayed dizzily, and she could feel his cock throbbing violently under her probing tongue. His breathing got louder and harsher by the second.

"Look, baby," he panted. "If we're gonna fuck, we better do it quick. I'm about ready to come in your face."

Mona was a little disappointed – she wanted more foreplay, more time to lick and taste his handsome creaming cock. But she was also achingly horny, and she didn't mind at all taking that rock-hard six-incher into her starving little pussy hole. She went to lie on the bed, opening her legs wide and bending her knees back. Len gawked hungrily at her lush red slit and its thick fringe of dark curls.

He leaped onto the bed and scrambled between her thighs, his rigid cock wagging stiffly and dripping big glob of hot juice. Kneeling, he crammed the big hard knob of his cock-head into the steamy pit of her cunt mouth. He gave a big shove and rammed his throbbing boner right to her womb, his coarse-haired balls slamming her slit.

"Uhhhhh!" Mona gasped.

His exceptionally thick cock stuffed her almost breathless, throbbing heavily against every inch of her juicy snug cuntal tube. He started fucking her roughly, plowing his big cannon swiftly up and down in her hot little box, giving it to her just the way she craved it. Mona gurgled with excitement and creamed all over his slamming prick.

"My God, yes," she panted. "Fuck it to me, Len, fuck it to me good and hard."

She looked up at him and found him still kneeling, not about to lie down on her. He was gawking at his own thick blue-veined dick, watching in fascination as it sawed back and forth between her wide-spread cunt-lips. He was grinning insanely, and his face was flushed with lusty arousal. He plowed his rigid boner faster and faster into her slick box, absorbed in the sight.

"Now do you believe it's happening?" Mona teased.

"No," he grinned, "but it sure as hell is fun." Mona could go along with that. Every time he crammed his hugely thick cock into her hungry little fuck hole, she felt a blast of pleasure that made her moan and cream all over his dick. She loved his quick rough thrusts, loved the way his big steely boner completely stuffed her greedy little twat. She began jerking her hips in time to his strokes, slamming her juicy cunt tube up and down the fat spike of his meat.

"Do it to me," she whined. "Fuck me good and hard, Len. Fuck!"

His attention was finally diverted from his own cock. He stared wonderingly at the gorgeous brunette as her face contorted in a wide pleasure grimace and she slammed her cunt up and down his dick. Her huge tits were wobbling like jello and her big brown eyes were starting to roll. He'd never seen a woman so uncontrollably lusty.

"Jesus, baby," he panted, "you really like to fuck, don't you? What's the matter, isn't your old man giving you enough?"

Mona didn't want to bring Jerry into it. "Ohhhhh, just give it to me," she moaned. "Just fuck me good and hard, Len. Fuck me with that big ol' cock."

Len realized he wasn't supposed to pry. It didn't matter why she was so horny, anyhow. All that mattered was, he was the lucky guy who got to help her out. Snorting with lust, he plowed into her even faster and harder, whining with pleasure as he sheathed his bloated dick in the tight, slick, steaming tube of her cunt. She responded with screams of pleasure, flooding his cock with fiery pussy cream.

"Ooooooo, yeah, fuck it to meeeeee," Mona wailed.

The guy didn't seem as experienced as Brian, but what he lacked in technique he made up for in strength and endurance. He went on fucking her like a pile driver, ramming his granite prick into her so hard that her whole body shook and the bed creaked and rocked. His hugely thick cock reamed the flooding juice right out of her cunt, and it splattered his belly and balls and gushed down the crack of her ass.

Mona was going out of her mind with pleasure, bucking and humping so violently that Len could hardly stay in the saddle. He suddenly threw himself down on her, his lean hard chest flattening her rigid red nipples, and he crammed his hands under her churning little ass and held on tight. That made it even better for Mona, because his rigid cock-shaft sawed back and forth over her highly sensitive clit.

"Ahhhhhhhhh, shit, YES!" she wailed. "You're really fucking me good, Len. Unnnnnhhhh, yes, don't stop."

She thrust her belly upwards, grinding her famished cunt against the rock-hard shaft of his cock. The red hot friction triggered a delicious explosion deep in her cunt and she wailed and started to come, her tall curvy body rocking violently.

"Unnnnnnhhhhhh, you're doing it to me! I'm coming!" she screeched.

Len felt as if he was just going along for the ride. There wasn't much he could do except just hang on to her violent-convulsing body. Her cunt went into an act of its own, gripping and releasing his deep-lodged prick in a powerful rhythm. Her gushing come-juice flooded his belly and soaked his balls. She wailed and rocked, her eyes rolling crazily her little pink tongue lolling out.

"Oooooo, so fucking good!" she gasped.

When she finally came down from her body-wracking orgasm, she was delighted to feel Len's cock still stiff as a board in her cunt. Of course she felt just as lusty as ever. One climax just wasn't enough for her any more. She moaned, lustily and jerked her steamy cunt tube up and down the granite column of his prick.

"Mmmmmm, fuck me some more, Len," she purred.

He didn't seem so intimidated by her now. He flashed her a big leer and said, "Sure, baby, but let's try it another way this time."

"Fine with me," Mona said. She wanted to try fucking in every conceivable position.

"Hang on," he panted.

She clung to him, and he rolled over, taking over with him. Now she was sitting on him, his big throbbing boner pushed deep in her greedy little cunt. Mona straightened up, knowing he'd like a good view of her big melon-shaped tits as he fucked her. He gawked at the big globes, then reached out to cup and squeeze big fistfuls of hot silky tit-flesh.

"Mmmmmm, yeah," Mona sighed. "Play with my tits."

He started fucking her, plugging his thick six-inch cock deep into her fiery wet pussy hole. He gave it to her hard and fast, just the way she craved it, and at the same time he was squeezing and tugging at her big tits, adding to her wild excitement. Mona threw her head back and wailed with pleasure as she took the repeated harsh thrusts of his steely rod.

"Ahhhh, shit, it's so good!" she wailed. "You're fucking me so good, Len. I can hardly stand it!"

She couldn't help contrasting this wild, uninhibited scene with the way she and Jerry fucked in darkness and silence, as if they were committing a sin. No wonder she didn't get off with her husband very often. No wonder he left her feeling restless and dissatisfied. With Jerry she had to stifle her natural lusty instincts, something she hated.

But with Len and the others she'd fucked today, she could let herself go completely. She began matching Len's movements, fucking right back at him, slamming her streaming little cunt tube up and down the granite column of his prick. His thick boner made an obscene sucking noise as it reamed the hot juice from her squeezing little fuck hole. She glanced down at Len and saw that his face was twisted in a huge pleasure-grimace.

"Jesus, baby," he panted. "Your cunt's so frigging hot. Awwwww, yeah, fantastic."

His excitement fed hers, and Mona humped at him even faster and harder. Her huge tits wobbled and bounced in his kneading hands, and her thick, steaming cunt juice poured down her thighs. His prick felt like a big hot poker slamming in and out of her famished twat, giving her powerful blasts of pleasure that made her scream and writhe.

"Uh-h-h-h-h-h, yeah, fuck meeee!" she screeched.

The tempo and force of their fucking grew, till the bed was bouncing and creaking. The room was filled with Mona's shrill cries of pleasure and with Len's snorting and groaning. The hot friction between cock and cunt increased till she felt like her pussy was on fire. She couldn't hold out another second. She stiffened, shuddered, and began to come.

"Unnngghhhh, that's it – I'm coming!" she whined. "Fuck it to meeeee!"

She swayed dizzily and convulsed so violently that Len had to hold her by the waist to keep her from turning over. He crammed his big rigid boner as deep as he could into her gripping cunt, and she writhed around the thick impalement, drenching his belly and balls with her molten come juice. He watched her in lusty fascination. He'd never seen a woman come so hard.

"Ahhhhhh, fuck!" she screamed.

Even as the powerful blasts of pleasure rocked her body, Mona knew she'd be ready for more as soon as she finished coming. It was true, dammit. The more she fucked, the more she wanted. So she was really glad to feel Len's cock still rigid and hard inside her as her spasms faded. She lay still a moment, trying to catch her breath.

"My God, you just don't quit, do you?" she panted.

To her surprise, Len blushed scarlet. "Hey, I'm sorry," he amid, "but I guess that's just the way I am. Once I start fucking, I don't wanna stop. Some girls have complained about it."

"Complained?" Mona laughed. "Not me, honey, I love it. Hell you can fuck me all night."

He broke into a grin and said, "I'm sure as hell gonna try. But let's do it another way now."

"Right," Mona grinned…

This guy was just hex speed, lusty and tireless and eager to experiment. Mona tugged her gripping juicy cunt off the fat spike of his cock and rolled over onto her hands and knees. She thrust her luscious little ass up in the air, and Len scrambled to kneel behind her, clutching her lustily writhing hips. He plowed his steel-stiff cock hard into her twat, ramming her womb in one greedy shove.

"Uhhhhhh, yes!" Mona cried. "Get into me, Len. Get that big ol' cock into meeeeee!"

He was fucking her again, fucking her just as fast and hard as ever. Mona's body quivered with the force of his blows, and her big ripe tits swayed heavily back and forth. She clawed the spread and gurgled with ecstasy as she took his throbbing hot boner. She didn't think she could ever get enough of this guy's fucking, not even if they balled all night.

"Good for you, baby?" Len panted. "You dig the way I'm fucking you?"

"Shit, yes!" Mona gasped. "I love it. I love fucking you, Len. Unnngghhhh, yeah!"

She could just imagine Jerry's reaction if she talked like that while they fucked. Well, poor old Jerry just didn't know what he was missing. He'd never seen the real Mona – the wild howling slut who loved to fuck. He kept that Mona carefully bottled up. Was he afraid of her? Len certainly wasn't. The more she wailed and humped, the more excited he got.

"Take it, baby, take my cock," he panted. "I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you."

That was great with Mona. She tightened her greedy cunt tube around his plowing dick, increasing the red-hot friction. The pleasure grew in her cunt till she was screaming with it, and she felt scalding pussy juice streaming down her thighs. Len's hands grew hot and sweaty on her hips, and she could feel sweat dripping onto her back and her ass. But still he fucked into her like a stallion.

"Ohhhhh, Christ, I love it!" Mona wailed. "I'm gonna come. Unnnnhhhh, yes,now!"

Her body was bucking and rocking violently. Len threw himself on her and flattened her, forcing her legs wider apart as they fell. He cupped her big throbbing tits and squeezed them as she came. His rigid cock was still hammering her cunt, giving her powerful blasts of pleasure as she whined and climaxed. She finished coming, and his prick was still stiff as steel.

"Fantastic," Mona panted. "How are we going to do it this time?"

"I'm thinking, I'm thinking," Len laughed.

He rolled off her and slid off the bed. Mona had no idea what he was up to this time, but she followed him with a wicked grin. Whatever he had in mind, it was bound to be fun. Len arranged her to lean with her back against the wall, and then she got the idea, spreading her legs wide for him. He crammed his cream-slick cock hard into her cunt. "Uhhhhhh, yes!" Mona gasped. "Get into me, baby – fuck me good and hard."

He grabbed her jerking ass and plowed his rock hard dick fast and deep in her thirsty little fuck hole. Mona slumped back against the wall, eyes rolling, tongue lolling out, as she took the delicious rough thrusts. She felt as horny as ever. She felt as if she could come a thousand times. Never in her life had she been so thoroughly and fantastically fucked.

"Len, you big bastard, I love it!" she moaned.

"I'm glad, baby, because I'm not finished yet," he said, "not by a long shot."

He fucked into her faster and faster, till the room whirled before her eyes: Mona couldn't believe how great it felt.

In fact, a week ago she wouldn't have believed fucking could be this wonderful. It had been mild fun with Jerry, but with the new men she was meeting, it was a mind-blowing experience. She groaned in ecstasy and clawed the wall, sizzling pussy juice streaming down her legs.

"Ohhhhhhh, do it to me, fuck me!" she screeched. "Don't ever stop."

She came again, and still his cock was rigid and ready for action. Most women would have been fucked raw by that time, but not Mona. She felt as lusty as ever. She knew she was making up for five years of sexual frustration, but how long was it going to take before she was satisfied? Oh, well, she didn't have to worry about that tonight – not with a guy like Len. She wouldn't think about it now.