"Naked wife next door" - читать интересную книгу автора (Randolph Bill)

CHAPTER ONE

Blonde, blue-eyed Norma Quincy brushed her long, soft hair and studied herself in the dresser mirror. She had a critical eye but, for a woman three months from turning thirty, she concluded that she was in great shape. She turned and gazed at her bare ass and the backs of her thighs, pleased by the image reflected in the mirror. Norma was proud of her body, and made no apology for it.

She had just stepped from the shower and finished toweling herself dry as she stood before the mirror naked. She dabbed perfume between her huge, shapely tits and smiled at her reflection.

Even with her husband, Paul, out of town on business, she liked to keep herself looking as good as when he was home. It was, she mused, a good habit to form. A woman should always take pains to make herself look as good as possible. It was a primary ingredient, she felt, for keeping a marriage solid and affectionate.

She took the opportunity to study her tits closely as she thought about Paul. He loved her tits. After six years of marriage, her husband still fondled and sucked them eagerly everytime they fucked.

Norma's grin broadened as she automatically dabbed perfume over her cunt-bush and between her legs. Just thinking about the wonderful, passionate fucking she enjoyed with Paul made her wish he was home. By perfuming her pussy, she acknowledged she was playing a little game of pretend. Since her wedding night, perfuming her cunt-patch and between her legs had become a ritual just before fucking with Paul. Old habits, she thought with a soft chuckle, certainly die hard.

Reluctantly, Norma snapped herself out of her daydreaming and slipped on a pair of black bikini panties and a lacy half bra. The bra lifted her tits and made them bulge. The tip of her nipples showed. And that was another thing Paul liked. He loved to see her nipples peep out from the black lace.

She tied a robe around herself and padded down to the kitchen. She put on a pot of coffee and squeezed fresh orange juice. She had no plans for the day except to phone her two best friends and neighbors, then to tackle some house-cleaning chores.

When the coffee was ready, she poured herself a cup and sat down at the table to drink it. As she sipped the coffee, the doorbell rang. Norma clutched her robe around her and stepped to the front door.

She peeked out the window and saw Jerry standing on the porch. Jerry lived across the street and was married to Liz, one of Norma's two best friends. Liz and Norma had been childhood friends and now that they were both married and living so close to each other, it was only natural that their husbands would also become friends.

Suddenly, she remembered that last night Jerry had promised to drop by and fix the garbage disposal. It was so typical of the neighborhood and her friends. Since Paul was the only husband in the group who was frequently out of town, the neighbors were generous in helping Norma with such household problems.

She opened the door and Jerry walked in. He planted a casual, neighborly kiss on her lips.

"Start the clock, lady," he said. "This repairman gets paid by the hour."

She smiled. "Coffee?" she said as he moved to the sink.

"Sure," he said, placing his tool kit on the floor. He glanced toward her and his eyes riveted on her tits.

Norma giggled as she clutched her robe more tightly around her. "I can see you're still in your party mood, Jerry. I thought that this morning your hangover would put a damper on your flirting."

"Ah, Norma, how many times do I have to tell you that if Paul hadn't married you first, I'd dump Liz tomorrow?" he said.

Norma laughed casually. Jerry was a notorious flirt, but she never took him seriously. He flirted with all the women in the neighborhood. Last night at the little dinner party he and Liz had hosted, Jerry had been in rare form. Not only had he made innocent-enough passes at Norma, but he had also leered more than once at Tina. Tina was Norma's other best friend. She and Tina and Liz had been an inseparable threesome throughout their school days and, as Jerry now joked, their three-way friendship was destined to extend to the pave.

Tina and her husband, Clay, lived three blocks away. Norma smiled as she recalled how she and Liz had spent weeks coaxing and persuading Clay to buy the house so nearby. When he did, the three olds friends were within walking distance of each other's home and, with their husbands, formed the core of a tight-knit neighborhood.

"What's the matter?" Jerry said, his voice cutting into her thoughts. "You starting to lust for my body?"

Norma giggled. "Oh, Jerry, you're nuts," she said. "I was thinking."

Jerry gazed at her and deliberately raked his eyes up and down her body. "Thinking is one thing a lady with your body should never have to do."

Norma blushed and tied her robe more tightly. "Cut it out," she laughed, pouring him a cup of coffee. "You're beginning to embarrass me."

Jerry finally turned his attention to the disposal, and Norma excused herself. She went into the living room and dusted the furniture. She was as particular about the appearance of her home as she was about herself. Liz and Tina chided her about her rigid cleaning schedule, but in fact, Norma hated housework. She just organized the chores and stuck with a regular routine. The result was that her home always looked spotless.

"Problem solved," Jerry said as he strolled into the room and sat down on the sofa. "Mind if I sit here?"

"Go ahead, Jerry, and sit on the sofa," she said wryly.

She sat beside him and reached for her coffee. "Are you taking the day off?" she said.

"Yeah, I've been hitting it pretty hard lately," he responded. "I'm taking some vacation time."

"Good. I wish Paul would do that."

Jerry nodded, then glanced at her. "Must be rough with the old man on the road so much," he commented.

Norma shrugged and sipped her coffee. "We make up for it when he's home," she said with a wink. "I was about to call Liz and see if she wanted to do some shopping. But, with you off today, I better not horn in on you two."

"She's out, sol just saved you a phone call," Jerry grinned.

"Oh?"

He nodded. "She's at the dentist." He continued to gaze at her, his eyes lingering on the bulge of her tits beneath the robe. "You sure are easy to locate."

Norma laughed deep in her throat. She knew she had a sexy voice. It was husky and brassy. Paul used to say it made his balls crawl when she laughed her standard guttural chuckle. She could tell from Jerry's expression now that her chuckle was having a similar effect on him. She crossed her legs and her robe opened enough to reveal her tanned thighs.

"You're just horny, Jerry," she said. "Liz must've been too tired last night after the party to give you any."

His expression didn't change and he made no effort to leave. She felt slightly uncomfortable when she saw that he was openly staring at her cleavage. He grinned when their eyes met.

"Yeah, I could look at you all day," he whispered, moving closer to her on the sofa.

"Now, Jerry, lighten up, will you?" she said with a breathless giggle. But she felt a tingle between her legs and she shifted her weight on the cushion.

It dawned on her that Jerry was crossing the line between his usual flirting manner and getting serious. It struck her like a blow when she realized for sure that he was indeed coming on to her. Her heart began to race and her pulse pumped as she nervously sipped her coffee. This was crazy, she told herself. She'd never cheated on Paul in all the years of their marriage. But if she ever did, it certainly wouldn't be with the husband of one of her best friends. Surely, she was misreading Jerry's expression and his actions. He had to be flirting, as usual. He had to be.

"Haven't I always told you how sexy and beautiful I thought you are?" he rasped, inching still closer to her.

"Yes. To me and every other, woman in the neighborhood," she said, trying to laugh off his advances.

"You know that's bullshit," he said, his expression turning serious and earnest. "You turn me on. You always have. Liz ain't bad, of course, but you're special."

"That's enough, Jerry," she said, trying to sound firm even though she felt uneasy.

"I can't tell you the times I've been fucking Liz and thinking about you," he said. "I pretend it's you under me, getting my [missing text]."

"Jerry!" she snapped. "Stop this right now. Please don't say another word that'll hurt our friendship."

She got the words out and hoped they sounded convincing. But her heart pounded with excitement and she felt herself grow warm all over. Damn! What's happening to me? She felt juice seep out of her cunt as she instinctively pressed her knees together. She stood abruptly. "I think you should go home and wait for Liz," she said.

He yanked her down again. "I think I should stay here," he said. "Don't tell me you've never wondered what I'd be like to fuck." He grazed his fingers over her thigh.

Norma was stunned. "Jerry, I can't believe you're saying these things. You must be drunk! Or crazy!"

"Take it easy, Norma," he said, moving his hand between her legs and caressing her satiny flesh. "How long has Paul been gone on this trip? Four days? Come on, don't tell me you don't get hot and horny with him on the road so much. Women get just as horny as men when they don't get a good, hard fucking on a regular basis. Liz starts to climb the walls if we go more than two nights without a little action in the sack."

Norma shook herself from the shocked trance that had frozen her.

"In that case, Jerry, maybe you better hurry home and take care of Liz." Norma's tone sounded firm, but she didn't push Jerry's hand away.

A moment passed, and they remained silent. Norma's mind reeled with indecision and confusion. She squirmed slightly and blinked, glancing away from his prying, intense gaze. "Your skin is nice and soft and warm," he rasped, clearing his throat. "I bet it's like that all over, isn't it?" His hand slipped farther up her leg and she automatically parted her thighs.

"Jerry, this is crazy, and you know it," Norma said finally. "We're both happily married. All of us are such good friends and neighbors."

"So?" he snapped, leaning toward her and slowly moving his lips over hers while slipping his hand inside the wet, crotch of her panties.

Norma gasped and held her breath as he slowly fondled her curly cunt-patch. He kept his mouth closed at first then opened his lips and eased his tongue into her yielding mouth.

It was at this very moment that she gave up any pretense that Jerry was only flirting. He was obviously serious in his determination to sample what had always been reserved for her husband. Then, the startling realization hit her between the eyes. She suddenly knew in her heart that she wanted Jerry to continue this wanton action. As much as she loved Paul, she craved sexual adventure. After all, life was much too short not to taste every delight available. Besides, she asked herself, what woman today doesn't indulge in an occasional affair?

The rationalization formed in her mind, Norma now surrendered to Jerry and wrapped her arms around his neck. She boldly parted her lips and sucked his darting tongue into her mouth. She caressed it with her own tongue and lips and massaged the back of his neck.

"Damn you, Jerry," she hissed, momentarily breaking the kiss. "See what you're starting? Things have been so casual and friendly among all of us, and now everything will get complicated."

"Shut up and stop fighting it," he said, tugging her robe off her shoulders. "The only thing this changes is that both of us are finally doing what we should've been doing since the first day we met."

Without thinking, she unknotted the belt that held her robe together and helped him slip it completely off her luscious body. It fell to her waist and Jerry wasted no time planting a hot kiss on her shoulder.

With one hand stroking her throat, he reached behind her and unhooked her flimsy bra. Her tits flopped out and she closed her eyes and leaned back against the sofa. She stopped thinking about everything except the wonderful sensations flooding her. Passion leaped inside her and she panted as she realized she would come the second he touched her quivering pussy.

"This is crazy," she murmured even as her body belied her words. "We should stop right now – before it's too late."

He chuckled hoarsely. "Wake up, honey," he said. "It's already too late."

Of course he was right, and Norma knew it as her skin bristled with tingling sexual energy. She groaned as she reached out for him. In the next instant she cradled his head against her chest as he closed his lips over one of her tits.

Jerry swirled his tongue over her stiff nipples, and Norma squealed softly. She trembled all over and pressed herself firmly against his sucking mouth.

"Oh, I knew you were hungry for some good loving," he rasped as he released her tit from his lips and gazed up into her eyes. "Wanna stretch out and get more comfortable in a bed?"

"Don't stop," she sighed, clutching his arm. "It feels so good the way you suck my titties."

He snickered and lowered his lips to her huge tits. "See why everybody calls me a sucker?" He nibbled feverishly on her nipples, moving his lips from one to the other.

"Yes, oh yes, that feels great," she cooed. Then, she stiffened, practically bolting upright on the sofa as panic streaked through her. "Jerry, promise me you won't tell anyone about this. Promise me."

He glanced up into her face and grinned.

"Don't sweat it, honey," he said casually. "You think I want any word to get back to Liz? Shit, she'd murder me!"

Norma sighed with relief and clung to him now as he forced his fingers inside the crotch of her panties. He caressed the downy fur between her legs and dragged his fingertips over her inner thighs.

She moaned and humped her hips against his fondling hand. "God, Jerry, that's wonderful," she hissed.

"You sure are hot and wet," he chuckled admiringly. "Compared to you, Liz is a block of ice. Shit, I never knew a woman to get so ready so fast!"

Norma smiled as she settled back on the sofa, savoring the thrills of his fluttering fingers over her pussy and inner thighs. She gasped with fresh excitement as he suddenly yanked the waistband of her bikini panties. She helped by lifting her ass off the cushion while he pulled her panties off. She sat down again as he slowly peeled the flimsy garment down her thighs. She sprawled out on the sofa and waited anxiously for him to make the next move. Her passion was ignited and her lust boiling. Now she needed Jerry to do something about it.

She blinked up in time to see him start stripping. He flashed a leering grin at her as he whipped off his shirt and unbuckled his belt. She watched in fascination as her own arousal steadily intensified. She had to admit the excitement of finally having idle curiosity satisfied. Many times over the years she had occasionally wondered what the husbands of her two best friends looked like naked and, more importantly, how they performed in bed. Liz and Tina had traded bedroom notes with her from time to time, but now she was discovering the pleasure of finding out for herself.

When Jerry was naked, he stood before her and stared at her luscious, nude body. She thrilled to the way he drank in the sight of her curvaceous body. Desire radiated from his expression, and Norma felt warmed and caressed by it. At that moment, she knew there would be no turning back.

She wanted Jerry to fuck her.

Suddenly, she wanted it almost as much as he obviously did. Never mind her lifelong friendship with Jerry's wife. Never mind the close friendship that had developed among the two couples. None of that mattered now. She loved Paul with all her heart, but the hot lust sweeping through her body totally dominated her. Norma wanted Jerry to fuck her and suck her and plow his prick all the way up her pussy.

"Do it, Jerry," she whispered, extending her arms and beckoning to him. "Come over me and fuck me before I start thinking about it."

His cock stood up like a rigid missile as he climbed over her body. She quivered feverishly as he mounted her and she sighed deeply when their bodies finally met.

"I've wanted this so long," Jerry rasped. "I'm ready to fuck your pussy like a wild man."

He leaned down and nibbled her tits. He lapped his tongue over her stiff nipples, making Norma gasp with excitement. He continued to tease her nipples with his lips and tongue, arousing her to a level that startled her. Norma's heart raced and her pulse pounded as her gasps became pants, then breathless groans. God, how she wanted to feel his cock fuck into her cunt!

Finally, Jerry pressed his lips and tongue over her neck and throat and ears. He ground his body against hers and she loved the feel of his sturdy muscles imprisoning her. His weight nailed her to the sofa, and she savored the sensations that flickered through her body.

Automatically, she spread her thighs wide and clasped them around him. He brought her to the edge of ecstasy with his tongue and lips as she began humping against his body. His tongue scorched her flesh and excited her senses. Then, just as suddenly as he had gone to work on her, he stopped.

Wild with desire, she clawed at his shoulders and back and pushed her pelvis at his crotch. She wanted him so much in that moment that she frantically gasped and squirmed beneath him.

He moved slowly. It was obvious he wanted to whip her into a panic of need before finally fucking her. There was an evil twinkle in his eyes as he gazed down on her.

"You're about ready to beg for it, aren't you?" he said.

"Yes, damn you, yes!" she gasped.

Very slowly and sensuously, he lowered his head and ran the tip of his tongue over her snowy tit-mounds. She panted with pleasure and humped her ass in a fucking motion.

"Stop teasing me, Jerry," she hissed. "Please don't torture me!"

He chuckled, then deliberately placed his throbbing cock on her hairy cunt-muff. Norma sighed as she felt his balls on her ass. Her head rocked from side to side and she almost swooned.

"Sure you're ready for this?" he teased with a wink.

"You son of a bitch!" she growled. "Are you gonna fuck me or talk me to death?"

"You'll see," he snapped.

And with that, he lifted her legs to his shoulders and braced himself with his knees pressing into the sofa cushions.

"Oh, Jerry!" she purred as she guided the bulbous head of his cock to the juice-smeared lips of her cunt.

The exhilarating pleasure of waiting for his cock to fuck deep into her cunt overwhelmed her. Whenever Paul's cock penetrated her and filled her tight pussy and then lunged all the way into her body, Norma would almost faint. Now, with Jerry about to sink his cock into her pussy, the excitement swelled inside her. Then, with her nerves twitching, Jerry's cock glided into her hot, slippery cunt channel.

"Yes, yyyeessss!" she squealed. "You're filling me up!"

Jerry grunted as he rammed his prick all the way into her pussy passage. Deeper and deeper his cock plunged until his cockhead nudged the entrance of her womb.

"Ooohhhh, fuck me, Jerry!" she wailed. "Fuck me, honey!"

He began fucking his rock-hard prick into her cunt. Her flowing juices welled up and drenched his cock. She writhed and twisted and fucked back at him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and their bodies melted together.

His big bloated balls slapped against her ass each time his cock hit bottom inside her cunt cavity. The bottom half of her body was almost upright as his cock penetrated her totally. Repeatedly, he brought her to the brink of an orgasm, then backed off. He seemed to be priming her, and she knew it. Obviously, Jerry wanted this to be one fuck she wouldn't soon forget.

"Fuck me!" she shrieked when he deliberately corkscrewed his prick deep inside her cunt and rasped his fuck shaft over her clit.

She instantly wrapped her legs around his neck and twisted her body as the incredible sensations filled her. When her cunt contracted around his prick, Jerry fucked his cock even farther into her spasming pussy.

"Oh, ooohhhh, Goddamn!" Norma cried when he came inside her. "Oh, yeeesss, Jerry, flood my pussy with your jism! Fill me up, baby!"

He sent a gusher of hot jizz into her body. Norma savored it. The warmth of his load triggered her own climax, and she screamed out in ecstasy as her pussy squeezed around his sputtering prick. Waves of pleasure rocked her senses and her cries grew hoarse before her intense orgasm subsided.

Driven by his own desire and passion, Jerry continued to fuck his prick in and out of her cunthole even when his prick went soft. She came again as his limp fuckmeat grazed against her overworked clit and stuffed her spasming pussy.

Eventually, he rested on top of her, groaning as they embraced each other. Norma moaned as she savored the ecstasy of her fading orgasms.

She knew there would be time later to ponder any ramifications of this wild episode. For the moment, she wanted only to bask in the glow of the pleasure engulfing her body.