Chapter 1

"Oh, Larry," giggled Ann Dolan as her new husband slipped his hand up the back of her loose dress. "David might be watching. Besides, the movers are still coming in and out of the house. You wouldn't want to give them a private show, would you?"

Larry appeared not to hear her, although he did remove his hand from her buttocks. Turning her around, he brushed a kiss on her full, luscious lips as he held her curvaceous body tightly against his. The two movers, bringing their new couch into the living room, stood and watched the pair of newlyweds.

"Ahem, "said one of them. "Where would you like this thing?"

Ann looked up from her husband and pushed him away slightly,

"Just put it in the room here out of the way," she said in a cheery voice. "We don't quite know where we want everything. Is that the last of it?"

"Right, lady," said the other mover, handing her a pad to sign. Larry took it from him, signed for the furniture and handed the pad back to him.

"Well, you two have fun in your new home," said the first mover. "And let me be the first to welcome you to Cortland, New York."

"Thank you," answered Ann. "I'm sure we'll be happy here."

Larry's romantic mood was broken with the interruption of the movers. He sat down on the couch and looked at his wife's luscious body. Even when she dressed in her house working clothes, she looked fantastic. The loose dress she was wearing hardly hid her full, voluptuously curved breasts, and the cloth fit tightly around her narrow, tapered waist. The sunbathing she had done during the summer still left its mark, and her legs were evenly tanned, just the way they had been when she had gone sunbathing in the nude with him during their honeymoon. Even then she had been a little distant and removed from him. She said it was because she was worried about David, her fourteen year old son, but Larry knew that she was not sure she would be able to be the kind of wife he wanted. It was the memory of her first husband that ripped through her mind. Her first marriage had left some pretty deep scars, and she had her doubts that she would be able to go through with a second marriage. Now, though, she was bubbly and buoyant. Taking her away from all those unhappy memories in Oakland and bringing her to the East was a stroke of brilliance, and he was glad he had been able to talk her into it.

"Happy?" he said as she turned on her toes, looking at the bare walls in the living room.

"I've never been happier," she answered, and she meant it. Meeting Larry had opened up a whole new life for her, and she wanted to make sure that everything worked out well for them. The only ink blot on her life right now was her son, David. He had worshipped his real father, and had made it clear that he would never accept Larry as his father now. Well, thought Ann, that's something he'll grow out of, at least he'd better.

"Hey," said Larry as his wife finally stopped her turning. "How's about you coming over here and sitting down next to me? We can break in our new home, and worry about where we're going to put the furniture later."

Ann smiled and sat down, burying herself in Larry's strong arms. He curled them around her and placed his hand on her lush, well rounded breast, pinching the already tightening nipple through her bra. He felt her shiver and squirm against him and she molded herself to his muscular body while he engulfed her supple mound of firm young tit flesh fully in his hand.

"Where's David?" she asked. "I wouldn't want him to come in while we were doing something he shouldn't see."

"Don't worry about David," cooed Larry, kneading her breast and pinching her nipple tighter. "The last I saw him, he was out playing in the woods behind the house. He's probably looking for kids his own age to make friends with. We have the whole house to ourselves."

She smiled at the thought. It had been a long time since she was alone, really alone with Larry. Even on their honeymoon, she had almost been forced to bring her son along with her, and there was no way of knowing just when he would pop up and ask something embarrassing. Larry turned his body to hers and moved to kiss her open lips, but she quickly placed her hands against his chest and stopped him.

"Why don't we give the bed upstairs a try," she hinted, her eyes sparkling with lascivious delight, their pale blueness twinkling in a teasing manner. "After all, if it's no good, we'll still have the whole day to take it back to the store and try another one."

Larry smiled and released her. Bouncing up off the couch, she seemed to glide across the floor to the stairs, and as she ran up to the bedroom, she took two and sometimes three steps at once. He followed her, trying to catch up, but she had too much of a head start on him, and she was able to get into the room before he was. Closing the door, she teased him humorously, refusing to let him in until he gave some secret pass word. Finally, he threatened to break down the door, and she told him that that was exactly what she had wanted to hear. Letting him in, she closed and locked the door.

David cursed his luck. He had been hiding in an empty box near the couch, and he was wishing that his step-father would fuck his mother in the living room instead of going to the bedroom. Now there would be no way he could watch them. Making sure that they were not about to come out of the bedroom, he crawled from his hiding place and inched his way quietly up the stairs to the bedroom door. Placing his ear tightly against the solid wood portal, he closed his eyes and concentrated all his energies on listening to the sounds of their giggling and laughing. He hated his new step-father, hated him more than he hated anyone else, and the thought of him fucking his mother, actually sticking his cock up inside her nakedly spread little cunt-hole, was almost too much for him to take. His first father would never have been so crude as to actually do anything like that. His first father was kind and understanding, so much so that he had allowed his mother to sleep in her own bed. Suddenly the laughter in the room faded away, and the two people became almost silent. David was forced to press his ear tighter against the door to hear what was going on.

Inside the room, Larry had silenced his wife's laughing with a firm and bruising kiss, pressing his lips firmly against hers and worming his tongue deeply into the warm confines of her mouth. She responded by wrapping hers around his and pressing tightly against it, her hands holding tightly his powerful waist while he slid his arms down the curves of her hips and gripped her firm, well-rounded buttocks, pulling her hungrily against his body. She could feel his massive rod of swelling cock-flesh grow in his constricting pants, and the heavy desire seething organ seemed to burn right through the skimpy bikini panties she wore beneath her dress. Already she could feel the hotly burning juices of desire seeping through her cuntal opening as she became excited and hotly aroused. His hands were kneading her ass cheeks, pulling her tighter and tighter against him, and she finally slid her arms from his waist, gripping firmly his tightening buttocks and drawing him passionately to her trembling body.

He kneaded her softly grinding ass cheeks and began to draw up her dress along her sensuous legs, pulling at the loose garment and exposing the silky softness of her naked thighs, and revealing her thin, white panties. Pulling her tighter against his body, he placed one leg between hers and slipped his hand up beneath the elastic band of the thin cum-wet covering and ran his finger along her hotly throbbing cunt lips. Instantly, Ann tightened her body and gasped as she felt a rush of blazing fire race through her entire vagina as Larry screwed his middle finger deeply up into her hotly engulfing cunt walls. Opening his hand, he impaled her wetly seething vagina fully, driving his finger deeper and deeper up into the slippery wet opening of her hotly aroused pussy, nipping at the thin silken wisps of softly curling cuntal hair that lined and fringed the tiny, tightly clasping little hole. His other hand slipped between her panties and body and gripped tightly at her ass- cheeks, probing between the warm fleshy orbs of her buttocks and teasing at the tightly puckered little circle of her asshole.

Ann pulled Larry tighter still against her trembling body and pressed the burgeoning mass of cock flesh against her now nearly completely naked pussy.

"Oh, baby," he hissed through tightly clenched teeth. "I want you. I want to fuck your hot little pussy so bad. I want to fuck you right now."

His lewd words excited Ann even more, and she slipped her hands into the pants of her new husband, reaching through the cloth and gripping tightly at his turgidly throbbing cock as best she could.

"And I want you, darling," she whispered seductively. "I want you to get on top of me and fuck me. I want you to fuck me til I cream!"

Pushing him away from her body, she placed her hands on the lower hem of her dress and pulled the garment up over her head, hardly messing the full, light blonde hair that reached nearly to her waist. In a brief second, she was standing before her husband wearing nothing but a half bra and the skimpiest of bikini panties. Already there was a warm wet circle on her panties between her legs where her cunt lips had been seeping profusely. Her breasts were full and swollen, and her bra seemed ready to burst with the rapid expansion of the fleshy orbs. Her nipples were bright red and rock hard, and they looked like two eyes gazing at Larry. Her husband was motionless as his eyes roamed the sensuous body laid before him, and he wandered over her curvaceous form, drinking in the sensual beauty of his ripe for fucking wife. Sure, she may be twenty- nine, but that was all the better. She was still young, and her body had all the experience of her first marriage. That hot little cunt of hers was still tight as a drum, and he remembered from their honeymoon that she was one of the best lays he ever had. He couldn't wait any longer. He had to have her right now, wanted to ravish this luscious little cunt in front of him. His cock was pressing tightly against his pants, and he would see to it that his penis was satisfied.

Unbuckling his pants, he dropped them to the floor, his outsized cock jutting from between his legs against his underwear like an angry spear. Pulling his shirt from his body, he ripped several buttons from it, but he hardly heard their tinkling on the floor. Kicking his shoes off his feet, he stood in front of his luscious wife, his arms stretched out to her, indicating that she should come to him. She glided across the floor and pressed her nearly naked body against his, molding her form into the hairy, powerful near nudeness of her husband. His skin was warm against hers, and she raced her hands along his trembling waist and gripped the soft warmth of his fleshy buttocks, slipping her hands into his shorts and delighting in the sensuous feeling of his naked ass-cheeks. Moving her hands around to the front, she encircled his turgid cock in her slender hands, his seething penis flesh searing her dainty skin as she found that she could not fully close her fingers around the torrid mass of hot flesh jutting from between his hairy legs. She could feel the surging, pulsing blood pump through the massive, spear-like rod, and her hand stroked the scorching cock gently and lightly, moving his shorts down his thighs until he finally reached with his hands and pulled them off his body all- together.

Freed from its confinement, his Herculean cock bounced upwards at a forty-five degree angle, and Ann stepped away from him to gaze at his hardened desire. It was thickly webbed with blue veins, turning it into an angry looking, purple shaft of wanton delight. She could see it expand and contact slightly as his lust heated blood coursed through the mass, his mushroom shaped head glowing like a burning coal. His balls were swollen and hanging loosely beneath the base of his prick, the scrotum covered with his dark, course pubic hair.

Unable to wait any longer, she ripped her bra from her swollen breasts and allowed them to fall freely to her chest. Lifting up one leg, she quickly removed her passion-moistened panties and tossed them aside, presenting herself in all her naked glory before her husband. Her legs were trembling as she tried to imagine his massive cock fucking deeply in and out of her hotly burning, cunt lips. For a moment she thought it would never fit. His penis was harder than she had ever seen it before, and he would surely tip her pussy mouth wide apart, turning her whole lower body into a giant cunt. His cock was so long that she imagined it would fuck all the way up to the bottom of her belly inside her vagina. And that was what she wanted. She wanted to feel him ram his turgidly throbbing cock all the way to the hilt, wanted to feel the seething mass of sex-heated flesh plunging far back up into her desire-strickened cunt and fuck her into a belly- wrenching orgasm.

"Well," she said, turning her head to one side, her long blonde hair almost covering one swollen breast. "Are you just going to stand there?"

"No way, baby," hissed Larry. "I want to get into that little cunt of yours right now."

Walking to her, he wrapped his arms around her narrow waist and pulled her tightly against him, pressing his burgeoned cock firmly against the quivering flesh of her soft, flat belly. He felt her shiver as she came into first contact with the searing penis, but she did nothing to pull her body away. She opened her mouth and pressed her lips tightly against his, driving her tongue deeply into his throat. He reciprocated immediately, winding his wetly around hers and pressing tightly against it. He could feel the sex-hard breast nipples rubbing against his chest, sending lascivious ripples of insane delight searing through his body and resting in his quivering loins. His hand moved around her body and fingered her cuntal slit from behind, the fore finger running along the whole, hotly seething length of her pussy orifice a quarter of an inch into the wet, heated depths.

Ann instantly spread her legs, lifting her body up on her toes as she tried to impale her aching cunt on the hardened flesh between his strong, masculine thighs. He backed away slightly, and she lowered her body on nothing, a lascivious moan of disappointment emanating from her lips.

"Ummmmmmm," she hissed wantonly. "Come on, quit your teasing, darling. Fuck it to me now!"

Holding onto her hand, Larry pulled her across the room to the frameless bed resting in the middle of the floor. Sitting down at the edge, he pulled her to his naked body, and together they fell backwards, bouncing as they hit the mattress. Ann laid on her back while Larry turned to his side, running his hands lightly along the silky smooth skin of her supple, soft belly flesh. Engulfing handfuls of her quivering stomach, he inched his hand closer and closer to the lewdly spread split of her vaginal opening, coming closer and closer to the soft tangled curls of her fleeced golden pussy mound. Touching the sensitive thighs, he opened his hand fully and surrounded her entire cunt with his palm, squeezing and kneading the yielding flesh of her vaginal area, the tip of his fuck finger coming teasingly close to the tightly waiting little pussy hole. She lifted her body and forced his finger to touch her cunt and he was unable to resist plunging into the wetly warm depths of her already gyrating pussy. She stiffened her whole body at the depth of his finger thrust, and she reached out with her own slender fingers and gripped tightly the torching, seething mass of cock touching her belly. Stroking the burning rod, she pulled his tighter against her sweat and cum- covered thighs, plunging his finger deeper still into the yielding depths of her wet, hot cunt.

Her whole body seemed as though it was on fire, and the fire was centered in the abyssal depths of her hotly aroused cunt. Larry was rubbing his fuck finger against her vaginal walls, sending ripples of lascivious delight coursing through her body. Larry's hand was undulating in and out of her cunt, making lewd and exciting sucking sounds as he slapped his flattened palm firmly against the cum-lubricated pussy opening, and as he wormed another finger into the burning, aching cuntal lips, Ann seethed a hiss of utter delight as a wave of wanton lust washed through her body.

"Aaaaaiiiiiiieeeeee!

Her scream broke the silence of the room and seemed to shatter the sensual quiet, and the desperation in her voice enticed Larry to fuck her faster and faster with his cunt enveloped finger.

David, with his head pressed tightly against the door, heard his mother's scream, and for a brief moment, he thought something might be wrong with her. He was about to knock and ask if Larry was hurting her, when he heard his mother's voice again.

"Oh, yes, yes. Fuck it to me. Fuck it to me now."

Apparently, whatever was happening was to her liking, and besides he had heard her lock the door when she went in. What ever was going on, his mother wanted it to happen. But there was something he didn't understand. He had never heard his mother use such language around his real father. In fact, if she had, he would have beaten her to within an inch of her life.