Wife in training

CHAPTER TEN

It was late afternoon and Myrna hummed a tune as she carried the packages into the house. As she expected, Neal wasn't home yet. She carried everything up to the bedroom and put the packages on the bed. She looked at the clock. She had an hour to get ready far him. He'd promised he'd be home by seven and now she prayed nothing would keep him at the office. Not tonight, she thought. She'd planned something special for tonight. Something exquisitely special.

She quickly stripped her clothes off, climbed into the shower and burned to jet her body fresh and clean again. She was already tingling with anticipation. You're a horny bitch, she thought. How exciting it was. How marvelous it was to look forward to an evening with Neal like this.

Then finally she was out of the shower. She dried off with a large towel, wrapped the towel around her body and walked into the bedroom. What first? What the hell should she do first? Then she told herself to calm down. She had plenty of time.

She used the towel to dry up a few more wet spots on her body and then she tossed it away. She wanted heels. She always felt sexier when she wore high heels. After rummaging in the closet, she pulled out a pair of high-heeled mules and slipped them on. She walked over to the mirror and looked at herself. She full-length briefly cupped her tits in her hands and then dropped her hands down to her hips. She turned to look at the curve of her ass. Well, she still had it. Not an ounce of fat. The body was still there the fruity tits and the full ass and the lovely legs. Nothing the worse for wear. All those weeks and weeks of horrible things happening to her, but she still looked good.

She hurried away now to do her make-up at her dressing table. She worked on her face nearly a half hour, and then when she was finished she put some lipstick on her nipples. Just a touch to make them stand out even more. Mostly because it made her feel sexier. She ran her fingers between her cuntlips and then brought the fingers to her nose to sniff at them. Hot pussy, little girl. Oh, yes, she was hot, all right. She fought off the urge to give herself a climax. Save it for Neal, she thought. She'd get her clit stroked plenty tonight.

After that she went to the bed to unwrap the packages she'd brought home from downtown. Out came three different lingerie sets. And some bondage items.

Myrna quivered as she looked at the stuff. Wrist-cuffs and a leather collar and a ball-gag and some other things. She put on a black leather garter belt first. Then she sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled on a pair of black nylons, smoothing the nylon over her long legs, pulling them tight at the tops and attaching the straps of the garter belt. She slipped the mules back on and went to look at her legs in the full length mirror. She smiled at what she saw.

Then she decided she could do better than the mules. She decided she'd wear pumps. She found the black pumps with the five-inch heels and put them on. Yes, that was much better. Very sexy. She felt happy as she went to get the other things she wanted. Her pussy was already wet even as she was getting ready for him.

Ten minutes later she heard the front door opening and she went down to meet Neal.

"Hello, darling." They smiled as they greeted each other, and then she moved into his arms and they kissed. Yes, this was what she wanted. Frank and all the others were in jail and now she was back with Neal and a new life. She pressed against him. Then she pulled back and offered to fix the drinks while he showered. "But you won't be long, will you?"

He smiled at her. "No more than five minutes."

She turned some music on as he left and she went to the bar to make the drinks. Then she stopped before she was doing and she went down to the hall mirror to look at her legs in the nylons. Yes, she liked them. She pulled the bottom part of her robe open to expose her thighs above the tops of her stockings. Finally she untied the belt of the robe end opened it all the way. Now she had the whole effect. Nylons and panties and garter belt and the mounds of her tits in her bra. The bra had holes to show her nipples. The panties had no crotch. She wore a gold ring through one cuntlip, the ring clearly visible at the top of her slit. The sheer black nylons were pulled tight on her thighs by the garter straps. She flicked one of her nipples back and forth with a fingertip. She was afraid to touch her pussy because she knew she would find it soaked, and once she touched herself there she'd go on with it and just make herself more crazy. Crazy hot. Myrna, control yourself, she thought.

She went back to the bar to finish making the drinks and before long Neal was back. He was wearing a robe now. He came behind her and stroked her ass through the wrapper. She giggled with delight and swayed her ass against his hand. Then she handed him his drink and they toasted each other.

"To us, darling," Neal said.

They looked at each other's eyes and smiled as they sipped their drinks.

Then Myrna put her drink down. She untied her robe, slipped it off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor.

She watched his face. She saw the heat in his eyes as he looked at her body.

He pursed his lips and whistled softly. "Jesus, Myrna!"

"Do you like it?"

"That ring down there."

"It's pure gold."

"Doesn't it hurt?"

"It's like an earring, silly. It goes right through. I had a time finding a place where they do it, but once I was there the whole thing took about three minutes."

Pretending she needed something at the bar, she deliberately turned to show him her ass. She hoped she could get her butt on his mind tonight. They'd been doing nothing but straight fucking since she'd got back and tonight she was in the mood to get her back door unhinged. Frank the cop had been theist one. Neal's cock wasn't as big as Frank's, but it was nice enough and her shit-tube was aching for it. He'd get her ass after the surprise, of course. She glanced at the cock and saw that it was almost time. Another twenty minutes or so.

She turned to face Neal again. Without saying a word, she knelt on the rug in front of him.

She opened his robe and pushed it aside to reveal his dangling cock and bars.

She touched him lightly at first. His cock was already thick with his excitement and she could see it twitching now as she touched it. She ran her fingers along the tube of his cockshaft as it slowly lengthened. Then her fingertips moved over his solid ball-bag. She took hold of his nuts and pulled gently at them, jiggling them on her fingers, her middle finger grazing just once over his hairy asshole to tease him. She knew all about men now. She knew what turned them upside down and inside out.

She dropped her right hand down to her crotch and ran her fingers through her pussy to get them wet. Then her hand went back to his balls, her fingers on the leathery skin, her fingers sliding under his balls to find his asshole. He groaned as she slowly slid her middle finger inside his hot grommet.

Another first tonight. Her finger in his ass. She moved the finger gently, using the other fingers to grip his ball-bag. He had such big swollen nuts tonight. She thought of all the goodies in there, all that lovely hot jism.

She squeezed his balls, screwed her finger slowly in and out of his ass as she pressed her nose against the tip of his cock.

Then she moved his cock up with the other hand, her fingers pushing at the underside until she had his knob at her lips. Neal groaned as she opened her mouth and took him in. She closed her lips over his fat knob and started sucking it.

"Oh, yeah, suck it," he said, his chest heaving.

It wasn't the first time since her return home. But after all the years during which she wouldn't do it, fucking his cock now was an event. She did it slowly. She wet his cock-knob with saliva, rolled her tongue around his cockflesh as her fingers toyed with his dangling balls.

Before long his cock was at full length and she stopped sucking it to admire it. She ran her fingers along the underside of his rod. "God, I love your prick," she said.

He smiled down at her. "And it loves you, honey."

"Get naked, Neal."

He slipped his robe off and dropped a on the sofa. He stood before her naked. Now he was both lover and husband to her. She closed her lips over the tip of his prick again. Just the tip, half his cockhead in her mouth. She felt the heat of it. Tightening her lips, she bit him lightly, pressed her teeth into the spongy flesh of his knob. He had such a nicely shaped prick, the knob like a helmet, the rim flaring out, his cockhead pink and swollen now. She ran her tongue over the soft flesh on the underside of his cockhead. Then she took all of his knob in her mouth, kept he lips behind the rim of his cockhead as she sucked on it.

He stroked her head. "That's good, honey. Suck the tip like that. Oh yeah, that's good. You've got me as hard as a rock. Come on now, take some more. Open, baby, open your mouth to my cock."

His sexy talk drove her wild. She soon moved her mouth from his cock to his balls. Her hands pulled at him to get him to turn around. This was something she hadn't done yet. Not to Neal. When he had his back to her, she pressed her face to his ass. Then she bent low to lick his balls from behind. He chuckled as he moved his legs apart to make room for her head. "Yeah, suck those balls, baby."

She made love to his hanging ball-bag. Then she moved back and spread his asscheeks with her hands and looked at his hairy asshole. Her husband's asshole. She'd never even thought about Neal's asshole before she'd been kidnapped by Frank the cop. She gazed at the puckered brown ring, at the curled hairs than ran around it and all over his asscrack, at the seam that ran into his ball-bag. She thought of all the assholes she'd looked at recently. Looked at and sucked. Usually when she'd sucked them they weren't clean. She'd never grown used to the smell and taste of shit and she still hated it. But Neal's shitter looked as clean as could be. She teased him by blowing on it. He chuckled as he wagged his ass at her. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Right now I'm just looking."

"Okay, it's free."

"What do they call it when a girl kisses a man's ass?"

Neal snickered! "I think they call that love."

"Kissing and licking."

"That's even better."

"And what about sucking?"

"That's the best, baby."

"Ever done it before?"

"Before we were married."

She leaned forward and tongued his asscrack. She teased him by avoiding his asshole. He shuddered and groaned as he felt her tongue in the crack of his ass. Finally she gave him what he wanted. She licked his bunghole. She lapped her tongue back and forth over his shitter. Then she pushed her tongue inside his ass. She fucked his ass with her tongue, flipping it in and out, twirling it around inside and outside the puckered ring of his shiner.

Finally she pulled her face away from his ass and she rose up. She went to an armchair and she bent over it, her knees on the cushion and her ass offered to Neal.

He made a sound of approval as he moved behind her. "Christ, you're beautiful, Myrna."

She asked him if be liked the way she sucked his ass. "Get to you?"

"I loved it."

"You can fuck me there if you want."

"You mean it?"

"I want it, Neal."

"Okay, but later. We've got time for other things too."

"We've got all the time in the world."

"Open your cunt with your fingers. Pull it wide open."

She ran her hands around her ass, grabbed her cuntlips with her fingers and pulled them apart. Her pussy was wide open, suddenly cooled by the air.

"Tell me what you see," she said. Neal snickered. "What I see is a wide-open cunt. I can see all the way inside the hole. A red fuckhole with lots of hot juice inside."

Myrna quivered with excitement. He stroked her ass now as she pulled her hands away from her pussy. He fingered her cuntlips, tugging gently at the gold ring. Then she felt hit a knob at her cunthole. She groaned as be pushed in, her ass swaying as he slowly drove his cock up her cunt-channel.

He fucked her slowly, his cock sliding in and out, his hands squeezing her butt. She loved it, but now she was worried about the surprise she had for him and she asked him what time it was. "Is it eight o'clock yet?"

Neal snorted. "Who cares? We're not going anywhere. Anyway, you're right, it's almost eight o'clock."

"I've got a little surprise for you."

He questioned her, but she wouldn't tell him. She said he'd find out soon enough. She enjoyed the mystery, enjoyed the puzzlement in his voice as he tried to get her to tell him what the surprise was.

"You're teasing me," he said. "There's no surprise."

"Oh yes there is. And maybe it'll knock you off your feet, too."

"Jesus, Myrna, why don't you tell me?"

"I said you'll find out soon enough," she said with a giggle. "Anyway, why don't you concentrate on my pussy now?"

So he stated fucking her again. She reached underneath to grab his balls and held onto them while he drove his cock in and out of her cunt. His nuts felt bloated. They'd fucked that very morning, and now here he was with a tankful again like a teenage stud. Their marriage had certainly been turned around by her kidnapping.

Then suddenly the front doorbell rang and Neal cursed and pulled his cock out of Myrna's cunt. Myrna chuckled and said he should let her get the door. She slipped into her robe and left him sitting on the sofa.

Neal watched her go. He sat there waiting for her, annoyed at the interruption. He told himself a man shouldn't be interrupted when he was fucking his wife. And what a piece she was now. When she bent over like that with her ass in the air it drove him crazy. His cock twitched as he thought about fucking her ass later on. Up the old dirt road. Oh yes, he could go for that.

Then he heard the front door close. He assumed someone had been selling something or a neighbor wanting something and that would get rid of them and return to him. But when he looked up, he saw Myrna standing there with another woman and Myrna was smiling at him. "This is Karen, Neal."

He was speechless. She was a blonde and very beautiful. Myrna explained that she'd met Karen recently and invited her to the house. She smiled at Karen and slipped her arm around Karen's waist. Amazed, Neal watched his wife move her free hand to Karen's tits. Myrna fondled Karen's the through the blonde's blouse. Then she unbuttoned the first button of the blouse and told Karen to make herself comfortable.

Karen did it. She smiled at Neal as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off. Neal sat there frozen, afraid to say a word for fear the girl would suddenly disappear and he would discover it was all a mirage.

Karen unhooked her bra and carefully draped it over her blouse on the back of the chair. She was less certain now. She blushed as she faced them. Her tits were gorgeous.

Myrna looked at Karen and smiled. Then she [missing text].

"She's pretty, isn't she?"

Neal nodded. "She's a knockout." Myrna giggled at the look on Neal's face and moved closer to Karen. She covered one of the blonde's boobs with her hand. Then she took hold of the nipple with her fingers. She pinched and twisted. Karen groaned and sobbed and suddenly fell to her knew.

The blonde begged Myrna not to hurt her.

Myrna sneered at her and told her not to be ta fool.

Neal was shocked as he sat there watching them.

Then Myrna ordered the blonde to get all her clothes off. Karen obediently rose to her feet, unhooked her skirt and stepped out of it. Then she peeled off her pantyhose, pulled the nylon off her legs and tossed it away. She stood there naked, her face flushed as she waited for Myrna's instructions.

Myrna told the girl to kneel on one of the armchairs and Karen did it. The blonde bent over the back of the chair to show them her cunt from the rear. Myrna told her to stay like that. "Keep your legs apart."

Then Myrna went to the kitchen and in a moment she was back with a bottle of corn oil. Neal groaned as he watched Myrna pour some of the oil into Karen's asscrack.

Myrna giggled as she oiled the girl's pink asshole. She looked at Neal and smiled. "She likes to be hurt. I think the more she's hurt, the better she likes it. When you fuck her ass, don't hold back. Mmmmm, what a tight little shithole she has."

Myrna shoved two fingers inside the blonde's ass and worked them around. Then Myrna told Neal to come over and get his cock in Karen's ass.

"My little surprise," Myrna said with a chuckle.

Neal rose up, filled with amazement and excitement at his new wife. He dropped his robe and moved behind Karen to fondle her ass. Myrna directed his cock, positioning his knob at Karen's hole.

The blonde groaned as Neal pushed his prick inside her ass. He kept pushing until he had all his cock in her shit-tube. He looked down at the way her pink asshole was stretched like a rubber band around the shaft of his prick. He started fucking her, his hands holding her hips. His cock sliding in and out of her gaping shithole.

Myrna was satisfied. She moved behind Neal and crouched down to get her face against his ass. She spread his asscheeks and began lapping his hole as he groaned in response.

Myrna quivered with happiness, her tongue working inside his hot ass as he fucked the blonde girl. Maybe next time she'd find a redhead for them. There's tomorrow and tomorrow, Myrna thought. She moaned against Neal's ass as she thought of all the fun they were going to have.