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CHAPTER THREE

"All I want to do," lied Susan, "is watch TV. Can't you understand that?" She was talking to Charley, and it was two nights later. She was wearing her housecoat and it was well after eleven. She sat in front of the television and she hoped that he wouldn't believe her complaint about his molesting her. She wanted him to come on strong, and she figured if she played hard to get, he would put up more of a fight. Besides, she was beginning to feel that anticipating the fuck was as much fun as the thing itself. Her nipples rose as she said: "Please stop touching me like that."

Charley pressed his fingers lightly around her nick. "Come on, baby," he said, "we haven't had a good anal fuck since three days ago. You got to give me some."

"Oh, Charley," she moaned, beginning to blush. He stood behind her, reached down over her shoulders into her house coat. He could see her long naked legs sticking out from under the coat and his hands slid down on her chest, taking hold of her nipples and tweaking them. He used one hand to go even further, sliding down along her belly, across her pelvis and into her bush. "Jesus," she moaned, giving way at last, "thank God you're persistent." She reached to her belt and undid the cloth coat. She took his hand and guided the finger into the vicinity of her clitoris. She used his finger like a dildo, pressing it against her clit, moving it just the way she liked it.

"That's better," said Charley. "That's a little more like it." He gouged out her hole and filled the twat cave with his, index finger. He gave the clit a good little thrashing and before long he had a handful of juice in which to go sliding around between her soft thighs. "Wow," he said, "you're just as hot as I am."

"Of course," she said.

"Why'd you say no?" he asked.

"Just for fun," she answered in a little girl's voice. "Just to see what you would do." She smiled and stood up out of the chair. She turned around and let the small robe slide off of her body altogether. "Wow!" exclaimed Charley, "that's my wife! Ain't she pretty!" He reached out over the chair and pulled her face next to his. He gave her a long French kiss. His tongue toured the inside of her mouth. "I love you,". he said when they broke away. He stepped around the chair and pulled her naked body against his flesh. He was wearing only his underwear, and there in the crotch of the cotton briefs was a significant bulge. "Mmm," she said, reaching down to the protuberant muscle, "I'm gonna get me some of that."

"Good," said Charley. "That will make us both happy." He stood back a little from her so that she could use both hands to rub on the soft underwear covering his boner. "What a nice lump," he heard her say as she slid to her knees. "I want that thing to be big and hard for me, Charley. I want to feel it with, my fingers."

"Sure you do," he said. "It's only natural." She reached into his underwear and his cock was so big and fat that she had to pull the elastic away from his body in order to get the cotton briefs down and off without bending the erect penis. "Mmmm," she said, finally having the thing exposed, "I'm gonna get some of this in every hole in my body, Charley. You know what I mean?"

"Good for you, babydoll," said Charley as he watched his wife's fingers begin to play with his prick. She squeezed it hard with one hand and sucked off the mushroom head with her thick wet lips. She sucked hard enough that it felt like a vacuum cleaner had been attached inside her face.

She was working up and down on the mushroom head, sucking and tugging with her lips and her tongue in order to get him steamy and hot and passionate. "Oooh, yeah," he said, lightly taking her head in his hands, "just keep that up and I'll have a boner for you that you'll never get over." There was a smacking noise from her wet lips sucking so hard on the head of his meaty flesh stick.

"Alright," she said, taking her mouth away from his cock "how's that?"

"That's good," he said. "You make me hard the way it should be." She came up with her hands stretched out around his torso. "I like the feel of your muscular chest, darling," she said. "It makes me feel like a real woman when I touch your manly titties, when I rub my fingers through the hair on your body." But then she turned around. "Look at that little hole of mine," she said, bending over so that he could see her full butt. "Look in there and see if you find anything you want."

Charley smiled. "I already know there's a treasure in there." He pulled her buns apart with his hands and slid one finger down the long narrow groove. He arrived at her anus. "How's your hole doing, baby?" he asked. "You getting to be less of an anal virgin?"

"You bet I am," she said. "Come on inside that hole and see what you think about it."

She remained bent over but she reached back with her own hands and held her buttocks open for him. He was able to use his fingers for the purpose of massaging her inner cheek walls and for playing around the entrance to her tube. "There," he said, "that's nice." With that he pushed his finger into the tube, deep into the tube, so deep, in fact, that Susan let out a wail: "Oh, my fucking Lord! That's the way, Charley. Really gouge it out. I love that."

"That's the way I thought you'd like it," he said. "That's really good." He had his finger buried in three or four inches of her tight little ass flesh and he was loving every fucking minute of it. "I'm gonna fingerfuck you into anal orgasm." He pressed in hard, just the way she liked it, and leaned down close to her back so that he could get his other hand into position on her big full titties. He massaged her fine mammoth breasts, tweaked the nipples and from there descended with the same hand to her cunt hole. He found the thing leaking and wet, the clit high and mighty, ready for all the rubbing he wanted to give it with his finger. He poked around, stabbing her vagina from time to time, but for the most part he concentrated on getting that little greased button of hers to twitching. "Mmmm," she hummed, ecstatic with the feel of his two working fingers. "That's the way to fuck me, Charley. I like it when you get both holes going at once." He could tell she meant it, too, because her neck was turning bright red and her body was blushing with fresh perspiration. It wasn't a big sweat, just a little dampness creeping up all over her fresh flesh. "Mmmm," he moaned, "I like the way you get aroused, darling. It's like watching a rose bloom."

"Oh, Charley," she moaned, "you're so romantic." He pushed his finger harder up her asshole and she flinched for a minute. "Uuumph," she said, "that's really getting up there." She didn't want to show any pain, but the finger was getting so high up in her anal box that she felt like She had a shit inside her, or an enema, or something too large. "It's awfully big," she said. "Maybe we ought to use some grease to make sure it's not going to get sore. O.k.?"

"O.k.," agreed Charley. He pulled his finger out of his wife's asshole, and took his hand out from between her legs. His finger, the one that had been in her cunt, was coated with juice. He wiped it off on her buttocks, and then they went to the bedroom. Charley took out the tube of lubricant and noted that they were going to need a new tube of grease after this fuck, and then he spread some of the juice onto Susan's ass. She had spread out on the bed, buttocks up, of course, and was waiting for just that moment "Oooh, God," she muttered as he spread the cool ooze between her lovely ass cheeks, "Charley! Oh, God!" He went sliding his finger up and down along the narrow groove, and soon he was ready to push some of the ooze into her tube. "Get ready for the hot stuff," he said. "I'm going to penetrate the little muscle now."

"I'm ready," she said. "Oh, God, am I ready!" She reached back and aided the greasing by holding her buns apart. "Does that help?" she asked. "Can you get to it better that way?"

Charley was staring down at the tube and the crack. "It's perfect like that." Her buns were wide apart. The groove was perfectly open. The hole was entirely vulnerable and ready for whatever he wanted to do with it. The little tapered entrance was shiny with the surface grease, and the braided cord of muscle which made up the sphincter circle was lightly browned. He pushed his finger into it and went sliding down deep in order to make sure that the hole was coated properly. "There you go," he said, yanking his finger out. "All set."

Susan kept her hands in place, around her own buns, so the, hole would remain wide open. "All set is right," she said. "I feel like a grease puddle. Come on and fill me up with that big thick boner of yours." She turned her head around and saw that he was sliding some of the ooze around his joint. "Good," she said. "This is going to be just right." She reached up and took hold of the bedboard in order to have some leverage. She wanted to be able to swing her hips while her husband's cock was inside her asshole. That way it would be a better anus fuck for them both. "I'm ready," she said. "Me, too," said Charley, and he mounted her from behind.

To do so, he climbed up between her spread thighs. He lifted his cock into position between her slippery buns and speared the groove, not the tube. He made a nice, neat flesh sandwich out of her buttocks and his beef steak. "First a little slide just to get warmed up," he said. He also reached under her pelvis and pushed a finger into her wet twat to be sure that she was hot and juicy there, too; He found her clit erect and throbbing. He pushed the thing with his thumb and index finger in order to get it twitching at the fastest rate possible. It didn't take long for Susan to start begging him to take his cock and stuff it in her anus. "Come on," she moaned, "enough fucking around. Stick it in me. Come on."

He could hardly refuse her. His bulging prick was now at full strength. The slide between her ass cheeks had brought his joint to the perfect pitch. He was ready to have intercourse in her asshole tube. He guided the head of his meat to the sphincter muscle and pushed downwards. The mushroom head went jamming into place, filling up the tube and meshing with her tight rolling muscle. "Ooooh, Christ all mighty!" she wailed, her fingers grabbing tight to the bedboard. "Give it to me, Charley. Really sock it to me hard. You can go harder than that. Get all the way in there. Do it like…" She stopped suddenly because she was about to say: "Do it like Dave!" Fortunately, she didn't let it slip Out. She bit down and moaned: "Oooh, fuck.' Do it like you love me, darling. Do it super hard to my anus. I want it all the way into my bowels." She rolled her buttocks so that they went flapping back and forth on the shaft of his flesh spike. His meaty shank was getting more and more of a feel from her ass flesh, and it wouldn't be long until the entire erection, his entire penis, was fully within the tube of his wife's fanny. "God damn fuck!" moaned Charley. "This is the fucking best ever." He slapped his pelvis down hard so that his groin was flat against her cheeks. "Ahhhh, oooh, yeah," she sighed. "There it is. That's the way it should be. Now you have it inside. Ahhhhh yessssss… that's soooo gooood!"

He pumped and she pumped and they took on a regular rhythm. Their bodies moved together. She still had her hold on the head of the bed and she used the hold for leverage, so that she could swing her hips and bounce her butt up and down with her husband's cock grinding between her ass cheeks, far and deep inside her anal bowels. "It's big," she said, sliding left and right, "and I like it." He had his hand around her waist, still, and it was easy for, him to get her clit going at full speed. Juice puddled in his palm. Her thighs sweated out ecstasy. "Oooooh, Christ," she wailed, "any minute now and I'll be coming all over you. It's gonna be nice, Charley. It's gonna be… ahbhhh, there it is!" Chills climbed up and down her body. She shook with tremors, and her body quaked with the tremendous desire of climax and orgasm. "Jesus fucking asshole shit piss… ahhhh done!"

She collapsed completely, let loose of her hold on the bedboard and lay there a crumpled heap of flesh while Charley finished in her still flexed asshole muscle. It didn't take long for his pumping prick to release the full load of sperm juice which shot forward into her anal cavity. It was all over a few minutes later, and he pulled his still stiff joint out of her anus saying: "That's just the way it should always be, Susan. Aren't you glad we didn't watch TV instead? I mean, isn't this a lot better?"

"Oh, yes," she said. "I never doubted that it would be." Charley's wife had changed in only a week from being afraid of a cock up her anus to enjoying it completely, needing it. She was half-tempted, right then, to ask him to fuck her up the asshole again. That's how far Susan Bunkers had come.