5 comments/ 102724 views/ 6 favorites Al Screws My Wife By: oldfogey This story, like too many others, is out of sequence. Blame that on sloppy record keeping. My journals were not dated and I sometimes get things out of sequence. This should rightfully be called 19A because it’s a continuation of 19, occurring just after I left for an overseas assignment once again. How do I remember these details? My wife taped each event and sent me tapes after each one. Where possible we sat down up to a year later and made additional notes together with the people described.. They usually got another chance at her as soon as they finished telling me the story. (They loved that, and being with her too)! By the way, this is a second Al, not Al Martin (fictitious name) who appeared in another story. AL SCREWS MY WIFE (Ch. 19A) It had only been a week before Linda called Al. She had delayed it as long as she could and her hormones were raging. Used to being fucked at least once a day, she found herself unable to concentrate. She knew she wanted a fuck, and Al had promised Earl that he would give her what she needed any time she needed it. She hunted desperately for the phone number Earl had written. Finally, unable to remember anything other than his name, Al Cogburn, she called Grand Prairie’s information operator and got his phone number. She couldn’t call it, she told herself, she just couldn’t. It would be the first time that she had called another man and told him what she wanted. Regardless of her inner turmoil she found herself unable to resist. Hesitantly her fingers found the correct letter and number combinations until with one final touch of the keypad, she heard the phone at the other end beginning to ring. Slamming the handset down before Al could answer; she sat with her arms wrapped tightly around her body, shaking as she fought her need for a hard dick. Her body betrayed her. The desperate need for sex took over and without further thought, she dialed Al’s number again. This time she let it ring until she heard his voice – soft and melodious. He had to say hello three times before she could respond, her voice shaking with anxiety. “Hello, Al, this is Linda,” she finally managed to stammer. “Earl told me to call you if I needed to talk to someone. I’m so lonesome that I just had to call.” “Linda, I’m so glad you called. Yes, Earl and I talked and he told me that you might call when things were beginning to get tough. I know how you feel. I don’t know how much he told you about me, but I lost my wife just a few years ago and it took me months before I could do anything but sit on the couch and cry like a baby, Is Earl being gone what’s bothering you?” The conversation went on for an hour as both Al and Linda got to know each other. Finally Al said, “Linda, the one thing I learned from my experience was that you should never be alone when you miss some one so badly. It helps to get out and see other people having fun. Do you have plans for tonight?” “No,” she answered hesitantly, thinking to herself –‘what am I getting into?’ “Good, “ he said. “Get dressed for some fun. We’ll go out to the Torch on West Davis for something to eat, then go dancing. How does that sound?” “Okay,” Linda responded with a quavering voice. “Good,” Al repeated. “I’ll pick you up at six and we’ll see if we can’t chase those blues away.” Linda thanked him, and told Al she would be ready. She gave him directions to the house and hung up when he said he had them straight. Looking at the clock, she realized she had only an hour and a half to shower and get dressed. Going to her closet, she stood thinking about what to wear. She finally settled on a black dress Earl had had hand made for her when they were a last overseas together. It fit her perfectly, was ‘dressy’ but not too much so. Sighing, she took it from her closet then checked her lingerie drawer. She wasn’t too sure how this meeting would go, but she knew that Earl would want her to wear something that was appealing to a man. The demi-bra in black he had also had made, French-cut panties to match and a garter belt to hold up the ‘nude’ colored nylons were all that she needed. As she showered, she felt the tingling of her body reminding her that she needed more than just a night of dining and dancing. Her nipples were standing high and proud. She considered shaving her pubic hair again, but running her hand over it, she could tell there was almost no stubble to be felt and only that thin strip Earl had insisted she leave, pointing to his source of delights. She shook her head and a smile crossed her face as she toweled herself dry. Just the thought of being ‘out’ again had made her feel better. Al was punctual to the minute. She heard the doorbell ring as she put the finishing touches on her hair, added a touch of perfume between her breasts, behind her ears and on her throat, then a dab in the bend of her arm. Hurrying to the door in her stocking feet, she opened it and saw Al for the first time. He looked exactly like his picture, tall, dark and handsome, with a tan from working outside the confines of his office. She took the offered corsage, thanked him and asked him to give her a minute to finish dressing. Hurrying back to the bedroom, she slipped on her three inch black pumps, pinned the corsage on just over her left breast, and returned to the living room. Without thinking, she handed the keys to the house to Al as well as a lipstick, comb and small vial of perfume. Realizing instantly that the habit she had of Earl carrying everything to prevent her from having to carry a purse might be out of order for Al, she laughed and apologized, hand out, ready to retrieve the articles. “No, I’ll be happy to carry them,” Al said. His eyes went shiny as he thought about how much like his wife Linda was, even to the buxom figure. “I always did for my wife too.” Taking her arm, he led her to his car. Although a couple of years old, Linda could tell it was as well cared for as Al himself. He opened the door for her and handed her inside, catching a flash of white thigh and a good look at legs that were those of a dancer, long, lithe, and muscular. ‘There isn’t anything wrong with the rear view either,’ he thought to himself as he went behind the car. It made him smile when he realized that before this night was over, he might be viewing those assets even more closely. A thought flashed through his mind of the many times he had wanted his wife to be in this same situation, alone with a man other than himself and free to enjoy whatever he had to offer. He knew immediately how lucky Earl was. The meal was a success. Linda even found herself laughing at Al’s anecdotes. She found herself warming to his wry sense of humor. It didn’t seem so bad that she knew he wanted to fuck her and, by making a call, she had told him without specifics that the chances were good. She rode to the club he mentioned much closer to him than she had been on the way to the restaurant. She sighed and smiled to herself, relaxing as she found his arm over her shoulders while he drove. It felt good to be held close again. She began to think how all this had started just a couple of years ago and how easily she had been drawn in to Earl’s desire to see her having sex with other men. Mike, her first lover, had been easy for her. She realized that she truly loved her first extra marital lover. It might have been harder if he had not stayed in contact with her. She felt comforted by the fact that Mike was also in love with his wife and that there was no reason she had to choose between him and Earl. Mike had been very truthful from the start, telling her that as much as he felt for her, there was no chance he would leave his wife and children. It had mad it much easier for her to give herself to him and enjoy the times they were together. She still had a difficult time with the realization that Earl not only encouraged her to have sex with him, but had actually watched him fuck her that first night on the couch in their living room without ever telling her about it until months after the fact. Tim had been just a fling. With the addition of alcohol and the nearness of him, it had been easy to succumb to his advances when she realized that his wife would be in our apartment fucking me. She smiled again as she realized how enjoyable it had been, leading to a second encounter before that month was out. That had been even better. With the initial nervousness gone, it had been very satisfying for both of them. There had been others since. Quite a few now that she started thinking in terms of numbers. None had been quite the same and she realized now that each had added a quality to her life that she never dreamed would have been the result of her first lover. Her reverie was overcome as Al pulled into the dark parking lot of a club notorious in Dallas for its reputation as a place where swingers gathered. It had never been raided, despite its reputation and Linda had to wonder why. Wordlessly, Al got out of the car and came around to her side, opened the door and took her hand. He was rewarded with another flash of white thigh and a brief view of those hopelessly long legs he was hoping would be wound around him by the end of this night. “Isn’t this the ***** club,” Linda asked him as they walked around the side of the building and to the dark, setback entrance to the club. “Yes” Al admitted, with a flash of white teeth. “Have you ever been here before?” “No, Earl always talked about us coming over here, but we didn’t have the opportunity before he left.” Al’s arm encircled her waist as he rang the bell for entrance. “Just relax, Linda. I promise I won’t let anything happen to you. The door opened and he and Linda stepped inside. The door closed behind them and they were greeted by a 30’ish blonde woman in a skirt that barely covered the junction of her thighs. The top was even more scant, ending just barely over her nipples. A man as tall as Al could see those easily, and he was looking. She asked for his membership card and he produced it before leading them into the club through a second door. Al caught my wife as she stumbled. The three step stairway was not illuminated and other than flashing disco lights, there were none. “Whew,” Linda murmured, taking advantage of Al’s supporting arm. “I almost made a grand entrance.” “It’s easy to do,“ Al remarked over the sounds of a loud sound system that blocked out most conversation except that between two people very close to each other. They were led to a table that seated six. Various articles of clothing covered four of the chairs. Al seated Linda and sat beside her. They watched the couples on the miniscule dance floor moving about, although there was very little light. “I didn’t realize you had to be a member to come here,” Linda said questioningly. “Oh yeah,” Al confirmed, “You’re either a member or you don’t get in. $50 pays for your first entry, from then on you must be a continuing member, paying dues. Not just anyone can come in here. You have to meet with a member of the membership committee and agree to the rules before you are allowed entrance the first time. Male members are only allowed in by themselves during Tuesday through Thursday, otherwise they must be with a couple or female member of the club.” “Were you…?” Linda started, then reconsidered. Al’s face had a rue smile. “Yes, my wife and I were members. I could never give up my membership even after she died, although I haven’t been here since. Doesn’t look like much has changed though.” He looked out over the dance floor and asked Linda if she would like to dance. Linda hadn’t danced since her days with our friends overseas. She warned Al that she was rusty, but would love to try. She said it was easy. Al was a good dancer, much like Mike had been and she found herself enjoying his closeness. As her eyes became more used to the very dim lighting, she began to see things that made her realize she was very overdressed. “Al that woman next to you, she doesn’t have a top on…..” “Unh hunh,” Al nodded. “And that man behind you, he’s sucking his partner’s breast!” “Unh hunh,” Al nodded again, smiling this time. “You’re probably going to see a lot more than that before we leave, but remember, I’ll take care of you.” They finished dancing that set as Linda became more accustomed to seeing women whose skirts were so short she could see their partner’s hand on bare buttocks. She even felt a few touches on her own, much more clothed ones. Several men offered to exchange partners with Al, but he only smiled and shook his head, offering no excuses. When the music ended, he took her back to their table. Two more couples were already seated at their table, but nothing was said as they sat down. The waitress took their drink orders and returned shortly with both. As she bent slightly to set them down, one breast fell out of her dress. One of the men at the table took it, held it gently for a moment, gave it a slight squeeze and pressed it back into the waitress’ top. “Thank you, Herb,” she said without an apparent concern. “I wish that Elmo would order these tops just a little bigger at least.” “What and spoil our fun, Julia?” Herb said with mock horror. Herb’s companions laughed with him and Julia before she turned away to the next table. “Hey, Al, longtime no see.” The man beside Herb’s partner reached across the table with his hand outstretched. “Good to see you too, Tony.” Al said with a smile. He introduced Linda to the other men and women at the table using first names only. Both couples gave Linda a thorough inspection. Before either could say anything, Al said, “And before you guys, and girls” he nodded in their direction, “can get any ideas, no you can’t dance with her. She’s mine only, at least for tonight.” General laughter followed. “You’re as bad as ever, Al.” One of the ladies laughed, “You still won’t share, will you?” “Only with those my lady approves,” Al said easily, “and not tonight.” True to his word, Al monopolized Linda the rest of the evening. Linda felt his hands roaming over her body. She admitted she tensed up at first, but then remembered her own needs and allowed him to continue ‘searching her.’ His hands hovered over her ass at first, then, when there were no objections he pulled her so close that she could feel his erect cock pressed against her upper stomach. That made her even more anxious than she had been to start with. It was warm, hard and apparently quite thick. She wondered how it would feel going into her now juicy pussy. His hands continue to roam until one closed over her breast. She shivered with delight when it closed tightly but gently on that sensitive flesh. She knew he was checking for falsies, and she also knew, when her nipple rose at his touch that he knew they were all her. She looked up at him and smiled. “Enjoying yourself?” His nod was followed by a long, passionate French kiss and a tightening of his hand over her breast. “Loving it.” He admitted. “Shall we get out of here?” It was late enough that other patrons were starting to leave, many with other couples close to them. Linda realized now what she was seeing was a pairing off for swinging activities elsewhere. She was slightly shocked that it was done so casually, but then realized everyone there had come for one reason only – sex. Al had to wave off two more invitations for them to join other couples leaving the club before they reached their car and Linda was handed into it. Al got in on the driver’s side and started the car. He felt, as much as saw, Linda coming closer to him then before, even on the way to the club. He put his arm over her shoulders and she turned to him expectantly. Tilting her head up with his left hand, he kissed her. It was a slow, meeting of their lips that graduated to a steamy meeting of tongues and his pulling her even closer. Linda felt his hand on her breast once more, but it no longer caused her any concern. She had decided that she wanted Al to fuck her and she realized that he wanted her as much as she wanted him. The hook and eye holding the surplice neckline was opened and she felt his hand slide between the facings of her dress to rest on her bare flesh above the bra. It slid down further until her breast was totally covered by his big hands and then he began gently kneading it as the kiss continued. Linda was as hot as she had ever been, wanting, needing to feel Al making love to her. She pressed her chest against his hand, encouraging him as she had done with Earl so many times before, and with the same result. “Let’s get you home, Linda” Al said gruffly as he withdrew his hand and backed slowly until he could turn into the street. “I want to continue this where we can be more comfortable. Linda said nothing. Instead she smiled at him and let her left hand close over the bulge at the thigh of his trousers. She gave it a gentle squeeze, earning a low moan from Al. The trip to our house seemed to Linda to take forever. She was so horny that she wanted to fuck him right now and she could tell from the hardness beneath her hand that he had the same idea. It was almost a race into the house with Linda leading. She went directly to the bedroom followed closely by Al. As soon as the bedroom door was closed, he took her by her shoulders and turned her. Her arms went around his neck as once more their lips joined. Al’s hands were busy, trying to find all the various means by which Lind’s dress was held together. Finally, with a giggle, she began to help him. “Get undressed,” she told him as soon as she was down to bra, garter belt, nylons and high heels. Al was doing just that. He was already down to shorts, shoes and socks when she turned and pulled the coverlet off to reveal sheets already turned back. He felt his cock tighten as he realized she had intended to be fucked tonight. It was all he could do to avoid staring at that luscious pussy as she knelt and then reclined on the bed, rolling over to see how close he was to doing as she had asked. She smiled as he kicked away his shoes, then sat down and took off his socks. The shorts followed them to the floor, leaving his massive meat on display to my wife. Linda smiled. He was exactly as Earl had told her, tall, dark, handsome, with a lithe body and at least eight inches of thick, very hard cock. It was already pulsing up and down anticipating burying itself into her sweet tunnel of love. Not one to hurry it, Al got between her thighs when Linda raised one leg to take off her shoes. “No, don’t take them off, please. I want to make a mental picture of you just like you are right now.” True to his word, his gaze went from my wife’s smiling eyes and lips, over slim shoulders to the cups of her bra which bulged with the losing effort of holding her breasts in place, down the tapered waist, and then to the soft down cut to point to her sex. He leaned forward enough to smell the essence of sexually aroused female and lapped tentatively at the lips. “Don’t you want me to…..?” Linda started to say before she realized that Al wanted to worship her tight pussy as Earl would have. She spread her legs to give him more room. He, in turn, took her shoes off and put one of her feet on his right shoulder, the other on the opposite shoulder, opening her lips to a pink cavern of delight. It sparkled in the light, tiny beads of moisture showing she was as aroused as he. Before she could protest that she wanted him to fuck her first, Al had his mouth covering her entire slit and his tongue making its initial advances into the valley of life. Linda shuddered. It felt too good to ask him to change his priority. The valley tried to close behind his tongue at first then, reacting to the pleasure being given, it opened wider still and became engorged with the hot blood of my wife’s body. She felt one of his fingers slide between the lips and into her vagina, working slowly in and out until she was so wet that it took two fingers to cover the spread of her vaginal opening. As he worked his fingers in and out of my wife, his aim went higher and he found the engorged bud at the top of those lips. Taking it between his lips, he began a slow suctioning that pulled it nearly a half inch into his mouth, before letting it slide back into place. Al Screws My Wife Now it was Linda’s turn to groan – with pleasure. She found both her hands which had been cupping her breasts, pushing them out of the ups, then going lower, through his hair, behind his head and then pulling him tighter against her now swollen and very juicy pussy lips. She gasped with even more pleasure as the speed of his tongue and lips increased and his hands reached between her arms and closed over her breasts, the nipples being caught between thumb and one very wet middle finger. Her hips pressed up pushing her pussy harder against his mouth as she felt the stirring of her first orgasm of the night. “Oh,, oh, oh,” she repeated mindlessly, pulling Al as tightly to her swollen cunt lips as she could, literally begging him to get his tongue deeper inside her. She felt the humming coming from his mouth as a constant tickling sensation against her clit and that triggered her response. Al was almost flooded by the release of my wife’s juices into his mouth, but it was exactly what he had hoped for. He pressed his mouth even tighter over that lovely valley and let his tongue scoop any of the now slowing river into his mouth. He felt her pressing her palm against his head. He knew that she would be especially sensitive as the orgasmic delight peaked and then slowly began to subside, so he relaxed his grip on her breasts and slid them down to her hips where he continued to pull her pussy against his mouth. He was no longer stroking that delightful valley with his tongue, although he could hear my wife’s gasps continuing. His tongue remained in that lovely slot, unmoving as she shuddered with the effects of the orgasm he had stirred in her the first time. When she had finally recovered, she urged him to get closer to her by tugging on his hair, gently. Al misinterpreted the intent at first, lifting himself until his body was over hers, his cock poised at the entrance to her tunnel of love. “No, not yet,” she managed to croak. Her throat felt drier than ever before because of the great gasps of air she had been taking when Al had eaten her to orgasm. “Let me rest for a minute and we’ll get this really started!” Al lay beside her watching her recover from the effects of her orgasm and saw her breathing slow. “I’ve got to get up and get us some water. If this keeps up, we’re going to need a lot of it.” Al followed her into the kitchen, watching her hips sway. Whether it was intentional or not, he didn’t know. All he know was how enticing it was and how his cock was reacting – standing up several degrees above the horizontal, swaying in both the horizontal and vertical planes as he followed her. Linda opened a cabinet and took out two glasses. She filled one with water from the tap and handed it to Al, then filled the other and gulped it down in one long draught. “Ah, that’s better,” she sighed. “Now, let’s set this up where we don’t have to do anything except enjoy ourselves.” Al couldn’t believe his good fortune as he watched my wife take a pitcher, empty a tray of ice into it and then fill it with water. He watched her full breasts shaking with the motions of her body and wondered just how much better this night could get. He followed her back into the bedroom where Linda set the pitcher down on a mat to absorb the condensation. He started to pull her down on the bed before she pushed him away with a soft “not yet.” Then he followed those swaying hips into the bathroom where he watched her take some washcloths from the cabinet, and soak them in warm water. She put them in a plastic container and closed the lid before she carried it back into the bedroom and set it on the other nightstand. “Now!” she said, “Now we won’t have to get up for anything. We can just enjoy ourselves. Come here, Al. Let’s start where we left off.” Al had said nothing up to this point, watching my wife prepare the setting for a long sexual tryst. He did rejoin her on the bed, laying next to her, sliding one arm under her head and capturing her right breast in his other hand. Linda sighed again, turning her body toward her lover. “Earl likes to make sure I’m ready for a long evening of fun,” she told him with a smile. “I applaud his ideas,” Al replied as he pulled my wife closer and let his mouth close over hers. His tongue circled hers until he felt it open and her own tongue tentatively peak out, then he shot his tongue into her mouth and began massaging hers with his own, tightening his grip on her breast as he felt her relax in his embrace. Linda was truly enjoying this. While he was passionately kissing her, she reached between them and captured the missile threatening to press its imprint in her lower belly, steering it toward the valley between the open lips of her vulva. Lifting one leg and bending it over his hip, she felt him touching her in her most vulnerable spot. She sighed with pleasure as Al, taking his cue, pressed just hard enough to send the massive head of his cock between lips engorged with desire. He felt her using his cock to spread the abundant pre-cum over and into the valley, then the thrusting of her hips against him to drive it into her. Her tightness was amazing, he realized as he felt the muscles at the mouth of her vagina open slowly, then close behind the head of his swollen cock. Holding it right there, he began slowly moving it in and out of that tight sheath until he felt it moving deeper into her warmth. She used the leg over his hip to hitch him closer to her pelvis and kept it there as he moved slowly back and forth gaining small fractions of an inch with each thrust of his own hips and a matching one of her own. “Perfect,” she purred, feeling Al’s length slowly working its way deeper into her tunnel of love. “I love that sensation!” Al did too. He had never felt a woman as tight as this one, nor one with such a super heated vagina. It closed about him like the spiral coils of a trap, massaging the length of him already inside her to the point it was causing him to be concerned about cumming too soon. Linda sensed it too. “Go ahead,” she purred, “let it go. Let’s get the first one out of the way so we can take our time.” Surprisingly she felt herself nearing orgasm too. It was far sooner than she had expected, but the sensations Al’s cock was stirring in her were not to be denied and she found herself once more clutching his body to hers as jets of hot semen filled her pussy before it had ever reached the end of her vagina. She didn’t know what had tripped her response, but she knew she wanted more – much more. “Oh, Al,” she giggled as the sensations slowly faded, “you have no idea how much I needed that!” “And you, dear lady, have no idea how good that felt,” Al said, rolling off my wife and letting the beauty of release ebb. “I can’t believe that it was so good without even getting really started. Earl was right; you’re the best I’ve ever had. I hope we can continue from there.” “We’re going to,” Linda promised. “I was just so horny it happened before I was ready for it, but it’s only going to get better.” She turned on her side and studied the man – a stranger – that had given her as much satisfaction as Earl. Her hand moved slowly over his chest. She could feel the drumbeat of his heart. Then her hand slid lower, into the pubic hair over his withered cock. She giggled as she felt it vainly trying to rise in response to her touch. “I hope we didn’t break it,” she said in almost a whisper. “I need a lot more of it.” “And I need a lot more of you,” Al murmured as he felt Linda’s body sliding lower, alongside his. “There was a time when I wouldn’t do this, even for Earl,” Linda said, lifting the limp penis and looking it over carefully before touching the tip with her tongue. The taste was slightly salty and she knew it was flavored with her own juices, but it was not unpleasant and she knew that a few minutes inside her mouth would have his cock back to the condition it had been in when it first entered her – and that’s the way she wanted it. Al hissed with pleasure as he felt my wife’s warm lips cover the head. Her tongue felt delightful as it rolled around the circumference, exploring and cleaning as it went. When she moved her head toward his crotch, he felt her lips tighten around the growing length and width of his cock. He put his hands on each side of her head, encouraging her to continue. “Oh, gosh, that feels good!” he managed to gasp as involuntarily his hips lifted to press more of his re-energized cock deeper into her mouth. Linda hummed with satisfaction. She knew from past experience how men loved her to suck their cocks, and Al was no exception. She couldn’t take all of it, it was at least a couple of inches too long, but it still was getting the results she had hoped for. She could feel it growing in her mouth as her hand felt curled around his testicles. Al groaned with pleasure as he tried to force more of his dick into my wife’s mouth. She wouldn’t let him any deeper, but she was now moving her lips up and down the length of his cock which was turning once again to the rigidity she wanted. He felt her tongue lick away the pre-cum that signaled his interest in resuming penetration of that slick, tight, wonderfully warm tunnel that was the perfect sheath for his sword. Before she could stop, he put both hands under her arms and lifted her along his body until they were face to face. “How would you like to have this inside you,” he asked with a smile. “I can’t think of anything I would like better, “she responded with an equally broad smile. Taking his thoroughly aroused cock in hand, she got to her knees, straddling his body. She lifted one leg and watched his eyes as she used the lubrication still oozing from the tip of his cock to coat the outside of her lips. Then she pushed that hardness down until it was centered on her vaginal opening. Lowering her leg until she was kneeling astride him, she once again experienced the feeling of a rigid, hot tool sliding past the tight muscles guarding her vagina and into her hot core. Al groaned again as the eroticism of the moment took over. He could see his cock slowly being absorbed by her pussy, deeper and deeper still until finally his pubic hair melded with hers and Linda gave her own sigh of pleasure. “Let me just enjoy this for a moment,” she whispered, leaning back against his upraised thighs. “It feels so good, so delightfully thick, and it’s so long. I can feel you all the way at the end of my vagina,” she whispered as she leaned forward and let her breasts sway over his mouth. She giggled when he caught one and fed the nipple into his mouth, sucking on it as though it had the milk he needed as a child, his hands wrapped tightly around it as though he feared losing it. “U-m-m-m, “she murmured, “that feels so-o-o good” Unsure whether she meant his cock inside her or her tit in his mouth, Al reacted on both fronts. He let his hips sink into the mattress and then jab rapidly upward, driving his cock deeper into my wife. His mouth opened wider and he pulled more of her breast into his mouth, inhaling to pull it even deeper and using his teeth to grate over the tender flesh. “U-n-n-h,” a surprised Linda grunted as both sensations hit her simultaneously. “That hurts, but in a good way,” she said, pressing her breast tighter to his mouth while driving her hips down to grind in a circle around the invading hardness. “Fuck me,” she said breathlessly as she raised herself vertically and began squeezing her breasts with both hands. “I want you to fuck me.” Al complied without thought of denying her the pleasure. His hands caught her hips and began lifting and then pulling her down hard, helping her motions in the same direction, feeling the muscles inside my wife’s cunt squeezing his cock in a rippling effect from the tip to the base. Linda was already gasping with pleasure as her most recent lover used his strength to feed the rigid, hot, hardness inside her to the very end of her channel. She could feel the head of that delightful monster striking her cervix with each downward motion of her hips and each time it was almost enough to trip her orgasm. She leaned forward once more, giving him a better angle to hit her ‘g’ spot and add pressure on her clit. Her breasts were crushed tightly against his lower chest, sliding up and down on a bed of perspiration and wiry chest hair. It was too much after such a long period without sex. She felt herself nearing orgasm. She slid her hands beneath his body and tried to pull her lover tighter. He responded by speeding up his thrusts into her and increasing the movement of her body along his. He watched the tell-tale flush spreading over her breasts, onto her throat and finally to her face just before, with a scream of joy, Linda reached the heights of orgasmic bliss. She lay on his chest, breathing hard, feeling pulses of his semen filling her. She knew without thinking that it would be running in almost an endless trickle past the tight confines of the muscle holding his cock tightly inside her and into his pubic hair. She smiled as the tremors of her orgasm slowed, thinking about how often Earl had told her to prepare the warm washcloth in the pan next to the bed to prevent having to get up. She had a better idea. Sliding lower on Al’s body once more until her head was even with his hips; she enveloped that semi-rigid cock and began slowly swallowing it until her nose met the wet hair of his pubic mound. Sighing with satisfaction she began bobbin her head, her hot mouth giving her lover the kiss of life, knowing it would restore him to the health he would need to satisfy her the rest of this short night and into tomorrow. Please vote, not necessarily for this story, but for those you enjoyed. It’s the only recognition many authors get. Thanks for reading mine.