Chapter 4: Getting Down to Business

As much as I enjoy masturbating, that wasn’t why I was there today and I had accomplished what I had set out to do when I started - get him to pull out his dick and stroke it for me. I had better pans in store for Joel than just a show.

“So tell me Joel,” I started off slowly as stood up from the bed and slowly approached him, “Has Barb ever greeted you after a hard day at the office like this?”

I knelt in front of him, reached pants and then pulled them down, closely followed by his shorts boxers, leaving him standing there in nothing but his shirt and tie. His dick as hard already thanks to his string it and I saw that he had a nice hairy crotch - none of this shaved crap. I took his dick in my hand for his and started to stroke it gently.

“I bet you wish she would kneel in front of you like this, don’t you Joel,” I purred, “Tell me Joel, what do you want me to do now?”

“Oh god, this is incredible ... I mean, I can’t believe this,” he stuttered, “Suck it ... suck my dick.”

I just smiled and looked over at Barb as I opened my mouth and took just the head of his cock in. Barb grimaced, as if I was somehow eating some ugly bug or something. Joel was really hard now, obviously he was happy with what I was doing. I took more of him in my mouth and held him there, my tongue flickering around his swollen shaft.

“You know Barb, it makes me so hot to feel a man swelling up inside of my mouth,” I said, letting his dick out of my mouth just long enough to taunt her.

Actually it was 100% true as I DO love to feel a man’s dick inside of my mouth. It’s not something he can control so if it’s happening, it’s because I am turning him on and he’s enjoying it.

My hands reached around and clenched his ass as I pulled my face in tighter into his crotch. He smelled of musk and sweat, like a man should. I loved the silky smoothness of his dick in my mouth, the firmness underneath as my lips clamped down on him, the taste of his shaft against my tongue. He was average sized which was perfect for what I was doing today. It was relatively easy to take all of him in my mouth and I could hear him groaning when my face would bury itself to the base of his shaft, my nose pressed into his stiff pubic hair.

“Oh for Christ’s sake that feels so damn good!” he groaned as I continued to suck on his throbbing dick.

His hips were started to move now, fucking my mouth as I sucked on him. I knew he would be cumming soon if I kept up this pace so I took him all the way in and looked over at his wife who seemed to be at a tragic accident scene where what you are seeing may be horrific but you can’t tear your eyes away. I dropped his dick from my mouth and stood up, holding his wet shaft in my hand and gently tugging on it.

“See Barb, THAT’S how you make a man hard,” I said, turning back to Joel before she could respond. ‘OK Joel, your turn now.”

At first I don’t think he quite understood what I meant but when I sat back on the bed, leaned back with my legs pulled in tight, and then pulling off my panties and dropping them to the floor, he seemed to catch on pretty well by then. I held myself up on my elbows, my now bare ass on the edge of the bed with my legs hanging over the side. My hose and heels were still on but I didn’t see any reason why I should bother taking them off. Spreading my legs apart, I pulled up the skirt to expose my shaved pussy to Joel - and Barb.

“Lick me,” I demanded.

That was all, just a two word command for him to follow. He kneeled on the floor in front of me and put his hands on my boobs through my blouse as his tongue quickly found the inner flesh of my thighs. I gasped audibly as he licked them, working his way up to my pussy but skipping over it and down my other thigh. On his way again, this time he kissed my pussy, pressing his lips down against me with his tongue in his mouth. Then he worked his lips down in between my damp pussy lips and over my clit, sucking on it like a nipple.

Looking over at Barb, I grinned at her and nodded my head down towards Bill. She just pursed her lips and shook her head. God, nixing a blowjob was one thing but not wanting your pussy licked was just dumb, even if it was just from a man. It wasn’t like Joel was the most talented pussy licker in the world, but he seemed to be trying to make a good effort and that counted for me. The poor guys wasn’t getting any practice with his wife so how could I expect him to be any better? No doubt he had watched enough porn on the internet to have a good understanding but it was like asking someone who had played nothing but WII bowling to enter an actual bowling tournament.

I moaned and gyrated my hips to let him know I appreciated what he was doing. He was lapping up and down my pussy now, like a hungry puppy. I pushed his head away and stood up, stripping off the rest of my clothes and motioning for him to do the same until we were both totally nude together in front of his bewildered wife.

What I would have REALLY preferred at this point would have been for her to strip down as well and suck her first dick. Had she shown even the slightest inclination I might had pushed her a little to see if she would but in this case it wasn’t worth the wasted effort. Although on one hand she seemed morbidly fascinated by what she was seeing, I could also tell she was just as disgusted. Oh well, my goal hadn’t been to “convert” Barb today but rather to humiliate her in front of her husband, something I felt I was doing pretty well so far!

I looked up at Joel’s face and I could see the animal lust in his eyes, that look men get when they want to mate, when their primal urges started to dominate and take over. I knew what he wanted to hear me say, the same thing all men want to hear me say.

“Fuck me Joel,” I said softly but firmly, “Fuck me now.”

Oh yeah, those two magical words, “fuck me”. It was like a siren call for men, the final straw that inevitably broke whatever willpower they may have had. Joel WANTED to fuck me but I had a feeling from the way he would glance barb’s way every few seconds that in a crazy sort of way he wanted to fuck his wife even more, had she been willing to do what I was doing. No matter though, all I had to do was utter those two words and he was mine. He looked down at me and any sign of resistance disappeared. He was no longer under control of his own body.

It almost frightens me sometimes when men get to this state. I have often wondered if this was the face of a rapist when he looked down at his victim and she knew at that horrible moment that nothing was going to deter her attacker. Just as nothing in the world was going to stop Joel from fucking me now. It was like I had just passed the point of no return. Even if I wanted him to stop (why I would, I have no idea), that option was off the table. He was going to fuck me and I could either enjoy it or endure it but it WAS going to happen.

No doubt whenever he and Barb did it, she would get on her back and spread her legs and they would do it missionary style until he came and that would be that. Well, I was going to make this a little more memorable for them both! I turned away from Joel and leaned over the bed, holding myself up on my hands as I spread my legs wide apart. Looking back over my shoulder, I saw him staring at my bare ass and now revealed wet pussy.

“Well, are you going to just stand there or fuck me? I asked impatiently. Joel didn’t need any more urging. This time I couldn’t help but notice he didn’t even look Barb’s way as he approached me with his dick standing straight out like a flesh spear about to impale me.

“That’s it Joel, enter me from behind, give me your dick ... fuck me Joel!”

I wondered if he had ever actually fucked a girl doggie style before or had only seen in it porn movies. No matter, if that latter was the case then it just went to prove they can be good for something! I felt his hands spread my ass apart and then the tip of his dick pressing against my asshole.

“Not in my ass!” I corrected him. he pulled back a little and then his dick slid under me and along my pussy lips, he pulled back and it naturally lid into place just outside my pussy hole.

“That’s it Joel, push it in me, fuck me, show your wife how bad you want to fuck me ... tell her how bad you want to fuck me.”

The last little bit was a shot in the dark but I figured why not? He was so blinded by lust by now that I doubted anything was left in his moral center to reason with. Why not push him a little?

“Oh yeah, I want to fuck you,” he panted as I felt him moving about behind me, as if he was waiting for something before he rammed his dick inside of me. “I want to fuck her Barb, I want to fuck her like a dog.”

For a moment I thought maybe THAT was what he was waiting for, for Barb to tell him to fuck me, for her to give “permission” for him to push his dick into another woman’s pussy. Well, thankfully that’s NOT what he was waiting for. Barb had gone as far as she would ever go by just arranging for this to happy and now, to sit and watch. There was no way in hell she was going to take another step, that was clear with one look at her. She was thoroughly disgusted by what she was seeing, that was obvious. If either Joel or I had any hopes prior to this that she might get turned on and maybe masturbate, or even want to join in, we were sadly mistaken. Barb clearly hated what she as seeing, hated it with every fiber in her. Oh well, that was fine so far as I was concerned. I was getting what I wanted after all!

“Oh yeah!” Joel cried out as I felt him lunge forward, driving his dick completely into me until the base of his shaft was pressed against my ass and I felt his balls slap against me.

It felt great to have his dick in me. It been a while since I had been laid and I wasn’t thrilled that I had missed being fucked by my dad this morning. Seeing the look of horror on Barb’s face as she realized that he had actually done it, that her husband had actually entered me, was the best part and almost enough by itself to make me climax. Had she somehow harbored an inner secret that he would somehow back out at the last minute, perhaps proclaiming his love for her and telling her that he would never violate his marriage vows by screwing another woman? Well, if THAT had been her master plan, it had failed miserably. Nope, her dead husband was fucking me, fucking me hard, and from the rate he was stroking himself in and out of me, loving every second of it.

One thing I had to give the guy credit for, he hadn’t cum yet. Normally in a situation where a guy was fucking me and he hadn’t done a girl like me in a long time, if ever, he would cum quickly. Something told me Joel was a frequent masturbator! Suddenly he pulled out of me and grabbed me by the waist to twist me around. He was panting and his dick was sticking out like some obscene wet sausage from his crotch, glistening wet from being in my pussy.

“I want you to ride me,” he said with a tone of urgency in his voice, as if he couldn’t wait to get back inside of me again.

Well, that made two of us! He laid back on the bed and I crawled over to him and straddled his stomach, facing him with my boobs hanging down almost to is face. I was on my left knee with my right foot to the side of him so I could more easily lift myself up and position myself over his rock-hard dick. Reaching down between my legs, I grabbed his dick in my hand. Mmmmmmm, he felt so hard and wet! My pussy was aching for him to be back in it so I wiggled myself around until my pussy was directly over his shaft and slowly lowered myself down until I felt a light pressure against me.

“You want it back in me?” I teased him.

He couldn’t have known I was teasing myself just as much but the look on his face was worth it. I loved it when a man wanted me this badly, when he was practically trembling with lust and desire. Joel would have done anything at that moment to fuck me - anything. I knew Barbara must have been watching but I didn’t look over at her. Joel was too far gone to even think about his pathetic wife sitting only a few feet away. I could hear her sobs and I knew she must be crying but I didn’t care, she had asked for this after all. It was her fault and she had nobody to blame but herself for what was happening now.

Joel couldn’t even respond to me other than a desperate look on his face as he reached out and grabbed my hips, trying to push me down onto his dick. His hips lunged upwards as he instinctively reacted to his most basic instincts. He was reduced to an animal who wanted to mate, his need for sex overwhelming any other emotion or thought. It was perfect.