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CHAPTER SEVEN

Summer vacation ended, and suddenly all the girls went back to school. There was no time for any of them to fuck around any more. Joe Barcone suddenly felt a vast emptiness. True, he had his work to keep him occupied, but it wasn't nearly enough. He was used to getting at least one tender piece of teenage ass every day, if not more. Now he had been completely cut off. And to make matters worse, Margaret was working late at the hospital, which meant she came home too tired to do anything.

Even Francine, who had been coming by regularly for a good fucking, suddenly stopped coming. Aphrodite no longer delivered the newspapers, her place having been taken by some eighteen-year-old boy. And the only other pussy available to him now was Myrna Fraden, Shari's mother. And after having fucked Shari, who the hell wanted to go back to Myrna?

A week went by, and Sunday morning arrived. Joe woke up but didn't have the heart to awaken Margaret. She had worked until two in the morning. Even so, he looked down at her.

As if she felt Joe staring at her, Margaret opened her eyes.

"Hi," she said. "What's the problem?"

"I'm horny," was all he said.

"So am I," she smiled back. "Let me wash up and I'll be right back."

She got out of bed, went to the bathroom and came back a few minutes later still wearing her nightgown.

"Poor Joe," she said. "All the teenage girls are gone."

She was teasing him, and Joe knew it. Suddenly she smiled and hastily removed her nightgown, throwing it off to the side.

"I really need you now," he whispered, puffing her close.

Her erect nipples pressed against his chest, and he mashed his burning, yearning lips against hers. She responded quickly enough, letting him know the fire burning in him had aroused her as much as it always had.

He pushed her back and took hold of the warm, double-handful of her jutting tits, firm and rounded and in proportion to her tiny body. He pressed them with his fingers, pushing the nipples in, only to have them pop back out like buttons in a foam rubber pillow. Then he rubbed them between his tantalizing fingers, and the friction made her gasp. He heard her draw her breath in as the massage began to reach her.

Dipping his mouth to her rounded tits, he began kissing them, one at a time, then sucking on them. His teeth scraped lightly over their rubbery surfaces making them elongate even more as blood continued to surge into them. His tongue licked lustily, each time he held a nipple between his teeth, and he was rewarded by hearing Margaret moan.

Joe's free hand played with whichever of the tits he didn't have in his mouth, the other hand already in the process of wandering down her body, traveling over her soft, flat belly, running lightly across her hips and thighs, then caressing the satiny inner thighs which she spread as though begging him to play with the mossy curls above and around her sopping cunt. Her hips lifted in a mute plea for him to dig his fingers into the hungry maw of her salivating pussy.

Ignoring the plea for the moment, Joe pressed his palm flatly against the red lips of her cunt, massaging it against the crack but in no way penetrating it. Still pulling at her nipple with his lips and fondling the other nipple with his fingers, he ran his middle finger up the length of her slit until it came to her clitoris. He began to give it special attention, rubbing it, and feeling it enlarge. It became large enough for him to hold between his thumb and forefinger, and he did so, rubbing it hard, feeling it stiffen. Still massaging it strongly, he let his middle finger dip into the lubricating center of her cunt. Then he moved his hand in such a way that he was actually jerking on the clit as his finger moved in and out of her sopping cunt hole.

Both of her hands had wrapped themselves around Joe's white-hot cock, and she began to yank on it in time to the way his fingers pulled at her vibrating clit. He was lubricating heavily now, and soon both her hands were completely covered with the colorless cock juice seeping out. His entire hardened cock moved between her palms as if they were the walls of a cunt. Her thighs pressed hard against his pelvis, heightening the pleasure both felt.

Joe's middle finger now pushed deeper into the yearning canal it had penetrated, moving circularly and touching the entire inner area of her cunt.

"Now, Joey-boy, fuck me now!" she begged.

More than willing, in fact almost overanxious to drive his hard cock into the depths of her quivering cunt, fearful he might pop his load in her hands, Joe prepared to mount her, but was surprised when she pushed him back on the bed and said, "No, Joe. This time you lay down and let me sit on your cock."

Joe let her roll on top of him, positioning her body directly above his upstanding prick. His hands reached out and grabbed the cheeks of her ass, pulling her down, impaling her cunt on his stiff cock. As the rock-hard length of his prick squished its way into her hot twat, she quivered and quaked with sensation. It was a slow entry, designed to make her feel every millimeter of penetrating prick. Her eyes fairly bulged as a loud sigh escaped her.

Her heavy breathing made Joe understand she was feeling no less passionate than he, and before he'd even had a chalice to stroke his creaming cock within the confines of her cunt, Joe came. He fired a load into her as if he hadn't come in a year. And she, on feeling the heated flush of his jism bathe her cunt walls, proceeded to twitch violently in the throes of an instant orgasm.

She simply spread her lush form on top of him, lying there, using his body as a mattress while she jerked again and again, coming with unbelievable intensity.

"Oh Christ, that was so good!" she whispered, kissing him as she withdrew from him, letting his partially soft prick slide from between her cum-soaked thighs. But the heat of his still-rigid cock let her know he was ready for more fucking.

Her hand reached down and touched his slippery cock. It caressed it gently, feeling the last drops of cum seeping from the tip, and she rubbed those drops back into his cock.

"Did they suck cock as well as me? Any of them?" Margaret asked.

"No one can match your mouth," Joe assured her, knowing it was what she wanted to hear.

Curling her body, she bent her head to Joe's cock and began teasing it with soft, gentle, rain-like kisses. Her pointed tongue lashed out and wrapped itself around the cockhead, then just as hastily pulled back, only to reach out again and tickle the tiny hole in the tip. Slowly, now, her soft lips surrounded the mushroom cap of his prick, and as they slid slowly, hotly down the full length of the staff, it returned to its rigid position. Now she began nodding her head, sucking his huge cock with unabated fury.

To Joe, Margaret's lips surrounding his throbbing prick was a delightful feeling beyond comparison. He'd told her the truth as far as it went. No other girl knew the way he liked being sucked as well as his own wife. He clasped both hands behind her head and pushed, at the same time automatically driving his hips upward, fucking her mouth with the same intensity he usually fucked a cunt.

Margaret continued sucking avidly, her tongue lying flat along the top of the cock, feeling its glans slide from the tip of her tongue all the way to the back of her throat, where she contracted her gullet to give him that much more pleasure. Her fingers caressed his balls, tickling between them, running along the wrinkles of the scrotum, and soon Joe felt that sensation again. He knew he would come very quickly, and so made her take her mouth away, not yet ready to shoot his load again. Yet she seemed anxious to take his hot cum into her mouth, and didn't want to be stopped.

Finally, in order to keep her under control, Joe had to roll her onto her belly. He spread her firm, marble-white thighs and drove his stiff cock into her hungry cunt from the rear, sliding his hands under her, one to touch her vibrating clit, and the other to pinch her turgid nipples.

Margaret bucked like a wild mare, and at one point moved so abruptly Joe's cock actually slipped out of her cunt. As he plunged forward in an attempt to return his raging rod to its proper enclosure, her ass dropped slightly, and the pulsating cock slid along the crack between her asscheeks until it touched the tight ring of her asshole. The slick prick was so well lubricated, it encountered only the least bit of resistance before forcing the sphincter to yawn and accept it. And in it went, his thighs slapping against her asscheeks as his cock literally sank into her shit chute right up to the root.

The sweet crush of her tightening asshole sent him into an ecstatic paradise as she clutched his cock in her narrow ass, rubbing her firm asscheeks against his loins.

"God!" she murmured, leaning forward, letting the mounds of her solid ass rise higher until she had her knees beneath her. "It's all so… uhhhh… marvelous! Oh wow, Joe! Your cock is unbelievable! Fuck me, fuck me hard! Shoot your cum into my ass!"

And Joe fucked his steaming cock deep into her clutching shit chute, plunging with renewed eagerness each time his wife thrust her ass back at him. The softness of her asscheeks rubbing against his thighs roused him to even greater heights of lust.

Her asshole gripped his pounding prick even more tightly, and Joe realized his wife was having an anal orgasm. She screamed, letting everyone else in the neighborhood know he was making her come, but she didn't care who listened.

"It's too good!" she screamed. "It's too good! Joe! Let me take your cock in my mouth again! Please come in my mouth!"

Joe yanked his red-hot cock from her compressing asshole with a loud pop as the thought of cramming his prick back into her mouth increased his excitement. The idea of her full lips surrounding his cock, washing it with her saliva, made him only too willing to comply with her request.

Twining her golden hair around his fingers, he yanked her head toward him, pulling her face into his lap. As her head came down, her mouth opened wide and engulfed the head of his cock, her burning, slick tongue lapping furiously at it as her lips slid up and down the pole again and again. Each time her head bobbed up, she stopped for an instant and let her furious tongue dig into the tiny hole at the tip before sliding down the staff again.

Joe was too tense. He knew he would come in a matter of seconds if he didn't relax. But it was too late. Joe's jism came boiling up into Margaret's mouth and she sucked madly as she felt the hot cum flood her tongue. The thick waves of jism filled her mouth so full it began leaking out the corners.

She made a great effort to swallow as quickly as he ejaculated, excitedly chewing and sucking on the solid meat of his cock. Her hands contracted around his balls, as if squeezing them could make the cum rush out all the more quickly.

The gummy fluid poured into the back of her throat and her throat muscles contracted as she swallowed, putting even greater pressure on the spongy cockhead. Her teeth scraped the skin of his cock a bit, but to Joe it only made it that much more pleasurable.

Finally she released his shrinking cock from her mouth. Some drying jism clung to her lips, and with her forearm she wiped it away.

"You're all a man needs," Joe whispered, hauling her up to him, kissing her lips, showing her he wasn't afraid to kiss her after she'd sucked his cock.

But even as Joe told her this, even as his fucked-out body struggled to recuperate from the wild session with his horny wife, he was already thinking ahead to next summer, when all the foxy little teenager chick would be out of school and available once more.

Suddenly, Joe Barcone's cock began to get hard again.