Chapter 1

Sue Bender woke with a start. Something long and wet, slippery, poke her channel. "Whaaaaaa?" She looked down the sheet. A bulge in the rumpled linen stirred. The bulge was between her legs and it was the size of a man on his hands and knees. "Jerry!" she shouted at the bulge, "what are you doing?"

"Mmmmmm," replied the head under the sheets and between Susan's legs.

"Ooooooh," she smiled, realizing that the prod between her legs had been provided by Jerry's long tongue. "You devil!" She opened her legsso that he couldmore easily-get to her honey pot. "I had no idea you were such an early bird!"

They'd met the night before in a single's bar, the Red Lobster, down at the Marina. She was looking for an easy fuck, and so was Jerry. They drank some and came back to her place. The fucking and sucking had been exceptionally good. But Sue had no idea that Jerry would want to get started so early again.

"Don't you think," she said, "that we should have some coffee and breakfast first? Just to get the weekend going right?"

"Mmmm," hummed Jerry.

"Oh," gasped Sue, "that tickles." She watched the bulge in the sheet, where Jerry's head was, bobbing between her legs. She bent her legs at the knees and lay back to enjoy the kisses he spread along her soft loins and sleepy pelvis. "Mmmm," she sighed, "you certainly have a way about you."

A Moment later Jerry emerged from beneath the sheets. His chin dripped the thin thread-like strand of clit juice.

"Come here, you heathen," said Sue. "How come your so nice to me?" she asked, taking a piece of Kleenex to his face.

"It's easy to be nice to people you're just getting to know," said Jerry. He flopped his head down on the pillow next to Sue's. She inspected, bye the light of day, her catch from the previous evening. Jerry had bushy dark hair and heavy eyebrows. He was strong and dark with bronzed tan muscles. His incredible build, she figured, eyeing his huge biceps and smooth chest, was probably due to the fact that he was a lifeguard for one of the local beach clubs.

"Checking me out?" said Jerry. "Making sure you were'nt just drunk?"

"Yeah," she said, sliding one hand along his chest, "you never know."

Jerry turned on his side, put his head in his palm. "Well, I know about you," he said. He reached over and slid the finger along the gentle curve of Sue's right breast. He stopped when the tip of his finger was eye to eye with the tip of Sue's aroused nipple. "Well, how about that?" he said, now circling the soft puddle of brown surrounding the nipple.

"let loose of me, you gorilla!" she exclaimed. She jumped up and climbed over him, out of bed. She took two steps and landed in front of a full length mirror. "Do you like my body?" she asked. "I mean really?"

He slid out of bed and stood behind her, his head over her shoulder, both of them looking in the mirror. He put one hand under her arm onto her right tit. "I like the way this tit leans out to the side." He pulled the nipple to the right, led the pear-shaped boob away from her. Then he let loose and moved his hands down to her belly. "And look there in the mirror," he said and they both watched his large hand wander in circles along the smooth flesh of her smooth stomach. "I like how soft your skin is here." He poked her belly button and slid his hand lower, onto her damp bush. "And I especially like the feel of this." She watched his finger enter her and rub the already erect clit meat within.

"I like that," she said. She held onto his forearm while his agile finger slid in and out of her pussy. "It's a kick," she said, "to see it happening in the mirror. It's like watching somebody finger-fuck me."

He dropped his other hand between her soft buns. "I like this end, too," he whispered. She could feel his warm breath along the back of her ear.

"What about my hair?" she asked.

He looked at her long silky hair. "It's lovely," he said. She stood about five-six, a few inches shorter than Jerry. She had a trim, supple figure. The curves of her legs were gentle, soft, and led nicely into her unusually damp pussy. Her tits were large and the nipples cherry red in pools of soft brown. The hair on her cunt was jet black, and the slit below always firm and succulent. Jerry had been only too happy to supply her, the previous evening and new, too, with whatever she wanted.

"I like the feel of your body behind me like that," she said. He held her close, still from behind, his cock rubbing softly against the folds of her ass. "Its nice to feel your prick there." She dropped one hand back to where Jerry's firming cock rubbed her right asscheck. She took the penis by the base and rubbed the head against the baby smooth surface of her buttock. "Do you like that," she asked coyly.

"You know I do," he said softly. "I like whatever makes you feel good.

"Your prick makes me feel good," she said. She gave him an extra special little squeeze, on the base of the shaft, and then tugged lightly. His pink mushroom head sprang to attention. She slid it along the fold of her asscheek.

"Ahhhh," said Jerry. "You know your stuff, honey." He continued to work at her clit. He had the slippery piece of cunt-penis erect and throbbing. He could feel her juice beginning to flow. He knew for sure that soon he would be fucking her righteously. He let his hand drift down, out of her pussy and between her legs.

"Mmmm," she hummed, watching his fingers sliding up and down her loins. His arms were long enough that he could cover plenty of her thigh with one swift stroke. When he came up again, he stroked her pussy with a quick jab from his middle finger.

"Finger-fuck me," she said. "Give it to me real fast." He jammed his finger in and out of her twat several times. She watched in the mirror as his hand jerked in and out of her bush. His finger was wet and slippery and soon she was breathing heavily. "It's good," she gasped, still watching his quick hand. "I love that."

Jerry kissed her on the back of the neck. "What most turns you on?" he asked.

"Ooooh." she said. "I don't know. All of it, I guess." He rubbed her fanny, especially the left asscheek because she was still sliding his cock up and down her right side. He slid his hand up between the two cheeks. Now he hand one finger fondling her asshole and the other in her cunt. He held her from the side, his cock in her hand against her butt, his fingers playing with both of her pelvic holes.

"Oooooh." She began to weave her hips. He alternated the stimulation, sticking her firmly first in the ass, then in the cunt, again in the ass, again in the cunt. "God damn," she cried. "Mmmmmm."

"Last night," he said softly, "you were plenty turned on, but you didn't come."

"I know," said Susan, "but I can't help it."

"You juiced up nicely," said Jerry, poking her hard in the asshole, "but no orgasm."

"Ahhhh," she grunted, his finger buried to the first knuckle in her bunghole. "Uuuuumph."

"Maybe," he said, poking her cunt, "we didn't get the right hole."

"I don't know," she said, the blood rushing to her head. "I never--"

He jammed his finger hard, quickly, forcefully up her sphincter muscle. She jerked involuntarily and when she tried to wiggle free he prodded her in the pussy. No matter which direction she headed he would be penetrating one or the other of her holes. "Maybe," he said, watching her face in themirror, "youneed somethinga littleless traditional than the standard pussy fuck?"

"I don't know," she said, trying to slide her ass off his finger. She went forward onto the finger in her cunt. But he had lodges that digit in so far that she had little room to move in. She let loose of his cock and looked directly at him, not in the mirror. "I never had it in my asshole," she said.

"Maybe that's what'll make you cum," he suggested. "You wanna' try it?"

She looked down at his totally erect cock. "Would that thing fit in there?"

"Like a glove," he said. "Leave it to me."

She was frightened. But she couldn't deny, the surge of energy she felt on fantasizing his galvanized prick ramming up her asshole. She smiled nervously. "Maybe it would be nice."

"I know it would be," said Jerry. "Got any lubricant around here?"

"In the drawer next to the bed," she said.

He took his finger out of her asshole. "Come on," he said. "It's time we found out your true desires." He took her by the hand and led her to the bed.

"I think," she said "that there's something I should tell you."

"You don't have to," said Jerry. He watched her tits bobbing as she climbed between the sheets. Her nipples were stiff and ready for whatever he would give her. Her face had turned crimson. He knew she was thinking now only of his cock up her asshole. Her legs shown in the morning light, and her nubile thighs seemed to glow with sex.

"I want to tell you," she said. "I live here, in this apartment because I'm separated from my husband."

"Ooooh?" said Jerry, opening the drawer and looking for the lubricant. He found a tube of jelly and pulled it out. "Where's your husband?"

"He lives where I used to," she said. She scratched her head. "See, we could never get it on. Just like with you last night. I could get a lot of nice fucking and sucking but no matter what I did it was always frustrating. You know, never really a good orgasm. Always just something a little short of ecstasy."

"Well," said Jerry, "it could be a lot of things." He spread the slippery grease along his still stiff cock. "Here," he said, "why don't you do this?"

She took the jelly with a smile. She squeezed a gob from the tube and spread it all over her hands. Then she out to Jerry's lap. She slid her hands slowly up and down his penis. The lubricant was slippery and greasy and his cock seemed to float between her soft mobile hands. She rubbed the base of the shaft and concentrated on the incredible thick stem. Then she worked softly on the tip of his blossomed mushroom head. The satin flesh of his prick slid smoothly between her greased palms. She rolled his dick the way she would have a piece of snake-like clay. Soon he was covered, from mushroom head to balls, by a thick coat of the fine oil.

"Now for you asshole," said Jerry. He took her hands and rubbed them between his own. Then he applied another gob of grease to his hands. "You better get up on your hands and knees. It'll be easier that way."

She took the position on all fours. "Anyhow,"she continued, "Jack, that was my husband, is my husband, couldn't figure out what it was. I suggested to him one time that he fuck me up the asshole, but he said he wouldn't."

Jerry rubbed his palms between Sue's asscheeks. He parted the buttocks and slipped in one palm on one side, and the other for the other cheek. He spread her ass open and rubbed up and down in the soft groove. Soon her cheeks were covered with a layer of lubricant.

"I don't know why," said Sue, "but he thought it was dirty or something. Anyhow, our sex life wasn't that good that it could keep us together. So, about six months ago we separated. We'd only been married for four months."

"Yeah," said Jerry. "Jack must be one lucky fellow to have been married to you." He smiled and took out the tube of lubricant again. "This might be cold," he said. "Hang on," He squeezed a healthy gob of grease directly into the asshole entrance of Susan's but. He threw the tube aside and applied his finger to the mound of grease. "Here's a fingerfull of grease to get you going," he said.

"Oooooh," she squirmed, "that's interesting." Her heart beat fast against the inside of her chest. She'd never been fully penetrated in her asshole. Occasionally her husband had supplied her with a nice finger to a little tongue action, but never had he gone all out, whole hog, to fuck her up the butt. She'd wanted it, unconsciouslyand consciously for all the time since she'd left puberty. But no man had every realized it, and even she still didn't know for sure if it was the right thing for her.

Jerry slid his finger down into the beginning of the hole. "How does that feel?"

She wiggled her ass and made sure she knew what he was talking about. "It feels nice," she said. She could feel the juice in her pussy flowing steadily. "It's gonna be nice," she said, more or less trying to convince herself.

The more Jerry played with the asshole entrance to Susan's bowels, the more he became turned on. He loved the feel of her soft creamy asscheeks and the cherry red entrance to the shit canyon. He could see that she was tight, maybe a little too tight, but he knew for sure that that would make the assfucking even nicer.