Jason Cannon
Stripper wife

CHAPTER ONE

Barry Price fought his way up, through the hangover mist in his brain, until he was teetering on the thin edge between sleep and wakefulness.

There was something strange about the reaction of the mattress under him when he moved. When he shifted his weight the mattress seemed to dip towards the center of the bed. This would only happen if there were someone else in bed with him.

He slid his hand slowly across the bed under the blanket. His fingers touched something soft and smooth and warm. Now his ears detected the sound of another pair of lungs breathing raggedly he let his fingers trace the outline of the warm, soft, smooth object.

It could only be one thing: the tender cheek of a very nice ass. So Barry knew he was in bed with someone. His searching fingers came to the furro between the ass cheeks. He probed between them and on down to the space between the thighs. There his fingers found the furry crack of a cunt.

He sighed in relief; at least he wasn't in bed with a man. It was hard to tell sometimes what crazy stunts he could pull when he went off the deep end and let the booze get to him.

He forced his eyes open and rolled over to look at his companion. She lay on her stomach with her face away from him. The blanket covered her only as far as the middle of her back, and above it she was nude. Her breasts must be large, he reasoned, because there was a wealth of them pressing outward beneath her. At least that was good Barry was one hell of a tit man.

She had thick, long blonde hair and it fanned out over her shoulder blades. The blonde hair stirred his memory; he had a faint picture of tight pants, and a tighter, well-filled sweater. But he still couldn't put a face on that picture. In fact he couldn't remember where he'd met her, or even where he'd started his binge.

Gently he rolled her over and his eyes went directly to the jutting, pink-tipped mounds that leapt to attention on her chest. They were big, all fight, and as firm as they could be. He wanted to suck on them at once, but the throb in his head got in the way.

His first look at her face put him in an excellent mood. He was getting better and better at pickin them while being juiced out of his mind. This one was a real beauty. Her lips, devoid of lipstick, were flail and pouty, and they were a pale pink. She had a fine nose and high cheekbones which gave her a gaunt, hungry look.

He wondered if he had fuck her and, if so if it had been good for both of them. He hoped so. This one would have been a real waste to flake out on.

Damn, he thought, I got to stop this boozin' so much.

He rolled from the bed and staggered in the direction he thought the bath would be. The girl in the bed looked like class. She didn't fit the apartment and he again wondered how the hell they had gotten together.

He adjusted the shower to the right temperature and stepped into the tub. He let the water beat the fuzz out of his brain and then soaped himself down completely. His cock was a little sore so he assumed that he had gotten fucked and probably more than once.

After toweling his body dry he found the kitchen and put on some coffee. When the machine started making noise Barry returned to the bedroom.

The sleeping girl had taken advantage of his absence. She now lay sprawled clear across the width of the big bed. She was on her back and the blanket had slipped from her voluptuous body to the floor. Barry could see all of her and it all looked good.

Her legs were long and lean and smooth, with just a few little blue veins showing high up near where they met her pussy. Her belly was gently rounded and the navel seemed to wink at him. Her waist was tiny. Under her fine tanned skin he could see the outlines of her ribs. The gently curling fur on her cunt barely hid the pink slit. It too was blonde.

He had intended to put on his clothes when he'd come into the bedroom, but the sight of her naked beauty stopped him. He stood with his shorts dangling from his hand and tried to remember again how it had been with her. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't think; nothing happened in his mind. But something was happening in his body; his cock was getting hard.

The jangle of the alarm on the small table beside the bed startled him. He reached quickly for it but it was too late. The girl rolled over and pushed herself upright. Her breasts got even larger when they swayed outward from her body with their full weight.

"Good morning," she said, balling her hands into fists and rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "Were you leaving?"

Barry looked at the shorts in his hand and quickly dropped them. "Uh… I was."

The girl propped both pillows against th headboard and leaned back against them. "Must you?"

He shot a quick glance at the clock. "Well, I've got a Goddamn job interview but… it's not until noon."

"Good," she said, and smiled as she passed her hands across her breasts and squeezed them into two huge cones. "You were pretty drunk last night."

"Was I too drunk?"

"Oh no… not too drunk," she said, and spread her legs. It was then that he saw the seepage of clear fluid from her cunt. It was unmistakably him.

Barry smiled and lightly fisted his cock. He now knew that it had been good with her. If only he could remember it. "As a matter of fact the whole evening is kind of a blank. Can you fill it in for me?"

"Sun," she replied, and lightly pushed her index finger up inside her pussy. "After."

He felt stupid. He wanted to fuck her like crazy but he didn't even know her name. Then he saw her take her finger out of her cunt and suck the mixture of their juices from it and it didn't make any difference if he knew her name or not.

He moved into the bed beside her. He reached out and capped the fullness of her huge tit with his hand. The nipple rose at once and tickled his palm with lust and heat.

She arched her back and twined her arms aroun his neck to draw his face close to hers. "After all," she murmured. "If you don't even remember last night I think I'd better give you a refresher course."

Their lips met, her tongue slipped between his and into his mouth. He touched it with his own tongue and moved his other hand to cup her other breast. She twisted her shoulders from side to side to rub her big firm breasts against his hands. He squeezed some more and felt the tension from her tits flow down to harden his throbbing prick.

She moaned directly into his mouth, then moved her lips to his ear. "Don't waste time," she whispered. "I've got a hell of a short fuse."

"What do you want… how?" he growled.

"I want fucked," she said. "I don't care how or where… just fuck me."

He let one of his hands drop from her breast and it glided down over her belly to the juncture of her hot thighs. His fingers found the soft, pulpy lips of her pussy and made her whole body jump against him. Her breasts seemed to burn into his chest as he gently inserted two fingers up her cuntal channel.

"Ohhh, yes… do something for my pussy… feed it your bad cock, lover. Now, do it now!"

She quivered to his probing touch and locked her thighs tightly about his wrist to keep his pleasure-giving fingers inserted in her steaming cunt. Her mouth was slack and wet against his fac as she moved her head so her tongue could probe into his ear.

Barry forgot all about the strangeness of the situation. He forgot all about anything but the sheer perfection of her breasts, her thighs, and the hot, liquid warmth of her cunt over his fingers. He knew only that she was seething and alive and naked in his arms.

Her hands moved over his body, searching, probing until she found his meat. Her hand clenched over his cock and squeezed.

"Big… big, beautiful, hard cock," she moaned. "I like big cocks… cocks that can ram way up inside me and tear my cunt apart. I like your cock, Barry."

She put her other hand over his cock and started slowly jacking him. Her teeth fastened on the lobe of his ear. The pain of her bite made him dig his fingers viciously into the tender inner flesh of her cunt. Her pussy syrup oozed from her hole and formed a sticky puddle in the palm of his hand. He ground the heel of his hand against her clitoris and she responded with a moan of pure passion.

As his other hand and his lips labored over her tits she writhed and groaned. She was one hot woman and Barry knew that whatever he had missed the previous night he was about to experience, in spades, now.

Her nails played with the head of his cock, exciting him, driving him higher and higher towar the mountain of his all-consuming passion. The arm around his neck forced his head back down to her breasts.

"Suck on them… make my pussy tingle while you suck on my tits," she said.

Barry opened his mouth wide to take in as much of her sweet breast flesh as he could. She arched her back, thrusting the twin mounds of desire against him as she loosened her teeth from his ear.

"Ohhhh, lover… good, so fucking good," she groaned as he let his teeth find her erect nipple and hold it fast while his tongue fuck out at it.

He pushed her from the pillows, further down into the bed. Her fingers twined in his hair, pulling his head tighter against her breast, moving his hot lips from one ruby peak to the other. His tongue left a wet trail of fire down across her breasts to her belly. He paused to dip into the well of her navel.

She groaned again, her belly pulsing under his mouth. His tongue trailed into the top of her furry triangle. "Yes, eat it… suck my cunt a little before you ram your meat up it!"

The sweet, clean flesh of her thighs was tender under his lips. The musk from her splayed cuntal lips rose in shimmering waves to his nostrils. He inhaled deeply and felt his cock throb in quick response. Remembering how she had reacted to slight pain, he nipped at the folds of her pulpy vulva with his teeth, making her gasp for breath.

He licked her juices with his tongue, making his lips flutter over the clitoris as it jumped to attention and protruded from the glistening cuntal fold.

Her legs jumped higher in the air, her feet reaching for the ceiling as the thighs spread as wide as they could in order to give him room.

With his lips he felt the waves of passion under her skin as her muscles rolled and twitched with delight. Her fingers in his hair closed into fists. She yanked and pulled his face into her cunt.

Hoarse guttural sounds came from deep in her throat. "Suck it… suck my cunt!" she cried.

Then he went after her pussy with a will.

Her buttocks seemed to curve upward towar his face as her hands pulled violently against the back of his head. The wetness of her cunt lip seemed to slap against his face. The heady mush from her seething pussy again filled his nostrils. On instinct alone he moved his head from side to side, grinding his nose, his chin, and his lips into her cavity.

Her firm, fleshy thighs closed around his head, forcing his face further and harder into her writhing cunt. "Your tongue, Barry, use your fucking tongue on it… spoon my juice into your mouth!"

He opened his mouth and sent his tongue, like a hot spear, deep into her cunt hole. Immediately his mouth filled with her sticky juices. He swallowe in great gulps in order to both breathe and enjoy. Quickly he learned that he could cause her bod tremors to become volcanic in proportion if he gasped her buttocks and pulled her cunt hard into himself. At the same time he probed and stroked the hardened knob at the very top of her slit with the tip of his tongue.

He knew he had succeeded when a tiny scream erupted from her throat and her body tensed like a board making itself an extension of his head.

Nothing moved except her buttocks and hips, grinding the spongy hardness of her pubic bone against any part of his face it could reach.

"It's so good!" she cried. "I'm coming so fucking good! Don't stop sucking, Barry! Suck it dry and then you can fuck me with your cock! Suck, Barry, SUCK!"

She's coming, he thought, and she's damn near made me come just tasting such sweet pussy. He felt ripple after ripple of orgasm race across her skin and through her body. The juices from her pussy were like nectar in his mouth as he practically pried her ass further into the air by hooking his tongue under her pelvic bone and lifting.

Slowly she relaxed and unwound her legs from around his head. "Now," she sighed. "Now put your big cock inside me, Barry. Give me your meat. Take me, take me all the way! Fuck me!"

He raised to his knees between her spread leg and, holding his cock in his hand, looked down at her seething body.

Her eyes were calm now, almost hooded, and a smile pouted with calculated passion twisted her lips. She placed her hands under her buttocks and lifted her cunt to the tip of his throbbing cock. The cuntal lips yawned invitingly open, forming a glistening furrow between the curling blonde hair.

He eased forward, sending the quivering head of his prick between those juicy lips. How warm it was, he thought, how good it felt. How easy her sucking pussy parted for the entrance of his cock. Her gooey juices swirled around his meat as, an inch at a time, he slipped it into her soft sheath.

One strong surge of his hips and his cock was balls deep in her pulpy cunt. At the full feel of him she let go a hoarse, sharp scream. Her thighs locked around his hips, her nails raked his back as her body writhed under him, sending her velvet-lined cuntal walls back and forth over his driving prick.

"Good, good," he groaned. "Fuck me back… fuck me back hard."

"Pound it, baby!" she replied, gasping out the words. "Pound my pussy with that beautiful hunk of man… ream the juice right out of it!"

It was like riding a tidal wave. She rocked and twisted under him while he smashed at her cunt with long, rapid, plunging strokes. Each time his thighs smacked against the back of hers she grunted out her joy and her delight. And each tim he withdrew, the muscles in her talented pussy tightened around him, trying to keep him from leaving the raging inferno of her cunt.

And then she was coming again. Her heels beat a rhythm on his ass cheeks as her thighs pulled and tugged him until their bones were mashed against each other with only the buffer of their thick pubic mats between them.

He felt his sac nestled in the crack between her ass cheeks. Her hands, on his hips, guided the speed and intensity of his thrusts. In and out he slid his prick as the pressure in his balls built quickly toward its violent release.

"I think I'm gonna come, baby," he growled.

"It's all right, honey," she gasped a reply. "Go ahead… come… come in my pussy. Pour your fuck cream into my belly!"

He fought the pleasure peak until he felt her tremble beneath him, every muscle in her body locked in spasmodic joy. Her teeth clamped onto his shoulder and her nails drove deep into his skin. With one final lunge he reached his own come.

When she felt his heat coming inside her she flexed her legs and held his cock deep and still inside her as she brought herself off a third time by grinding her clitoris against his bone.

When it was over her rolled to his side. His cock was still in her cunt, clasped as if by a vise with pressure from her thighs against her cunt lips.

"Oh, that was fantastic," she groaned. "No pull your prick out of my pussy and stick it in my mouth. I'll suck whatever's left out of your balls."

God, he thought, she was really one hot one, but who was he to question why. He pulled his cock free of her cunt and rose to his toes and hands so his prick was dangling above her beautiful face.

The quivering head of his prick glistened wetly from the juice of her cunt and the remains of cum that still seeped in tiny droplets from the slit. She moved her head up. Higher, higher it went, until her face was only an inch below the jutting head of his prick. She opened her mouth and licked her lips, allowing the tip of her tongue to almost touch the oozing head.

"Now… now fuck my face with it!" she said.

He lowered his thighs and shoved his cock into her head.

"Yes," she mumbled around the head of his cock. "Your cock tastes good… mmmmm fucking good!"

With a long, piercing wail she opened her mouth wide and took the head of his cock deeply into it. She moved her tongue in faster and faster strokes around the ridge of his meat as he started to fuck.

"Oh yeah, yeah," he groaned. "Suck my cock… eat it… eat my meat!"

Her tongue worked on the head and the shaft each time his hips dipped it further into her mouth. With the darting tip of her tongue she parted the tip of his fiery prick, widening it so tha more juice from his balls could flow out into her mouth.

This newfound sensation made Barry jerk his hips harder and drive his prick deeper and harder against the roof of her sucking mouth. He was nearly screaming in sweet bliss now as his balls again ached with the need for release.

The girl was using her lovely face to suck with all the power in her cheeks now. She rubbed her enormous tits against his thighs, adding to the pleasure already being caused by her hollowed cheeks and insistently lapping tongue.

He knew that he would soon come again. He could feel that slight, throbbing tension on the underside of his cock as it lathered back and forth across her tongue to send the head crashing into the very depths of her lovely throat.

Her lips and her nose were pressed against the wiry ends of his pubic hair on each downstroke of his hips. "I've got to come again… I can't hold it back, it's already started," he gurgled.

And then, without any further warning, he was thrashing out his come.

He jammed his hips down, burying his prick deep in her clasping throat. She moaned with wild bliss as the first hot spurts of cum juice shot from the pulsing hole in his hotly spurting cockhead. His sperm flooded her throat and her sucking mouth. It gushed in great gobs that she was barely able to swallow fast enough to catch her breath.

Her throat bobbed and torrent after torrent of hot cream juiced her throat and slid, like a wet oyster, down into her belly.

Finally, spent, he pulled his cock from her mouth. The head left a thin, silvery trail of semen as he drew it slowly across her cheek. Tiny flecks of his cum were left on her lips.

He leaned over and kissed the cum from her lips.

"Now," he said, "would you mind telling me your name?"