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Dire Straits

By: geronimo_appleby



Well, another one for Loving Wives! In anticipation of the reaction... Thanks to Sulk, Azure Dreams, ChocolateHarlot, Bootgrrl, and the others. Thanks for the help along the way. Thanks to Impressive for the quick typo check and edit. Any remaining errors are due entirely to my own impatience to get submitted, and my own sheer stupidity! Ok, over to the Loving Wives, faithful for your reaction. If you're going to comment, please have the minerals to identify yourself since the anonymous thing is a real drag. In the main, I hope you enjoy 'Susie' as much as I have during the writing. Geronimo.

The thrill of anticipation caused Susie to shiver involuntarily, and as she clipped the strap of her garter belt to her stocking top, a vivid image of a naked Anton burst across her mind. Susie felt her insides melt and her nipples pucker with deliciously wicked thoughts of the depraved and wanton acts she would be party to very shortly. She hoped fervently that Anton would be using his tongue and fingers on her delicate vulva, and then ultimately spearing her clenching cunt with his large, thick penis.

Susie finished her preparations and applied some minute touches to her coiffure and make up. She smoothed the tight, flattering skirt over her hips and regarded herself in the full length mirror.

Just as she'd smiled with satisfaction at her reflection, Susie heard the doorbell sounding down below on the ground floor. Once again the knife edge of wicked anticipation sliced through her body, and Susie felt the slight trickle of her arousal seep into the gusset of her lacy thong. Susie heard muted male voices below. She vaguely heard her husband's voice and then recognised Anton's deep-toned response. 

For a blink of a moment Susie wavered. Was she doing the right thing? She was about to embark on a journey that held huge implications for both her and her marriage. Susie hadn't entered into this situation lightly, and the decision hadn't been an easy one for her to make, not by any stretch of the imagination. But now, poised on the edge of the abyss, Susie steeled her resolve; after all, she was potentially getting a far better deal than her poor husband. Anton was a superb physical specimen of a man, exactly the sort of man that could turn Susie's head. He was the epitome of confident sophistication. Well spoken, intelligent, immaculately groomed and supremely confident, just Susie's cup of tea, and of course, their current situation had been entirely her husband's fault. 

With that thought, Susie made her way down the grand spiral staircase that led downstairs to the reception room, and to where she knew Anton would be waiting.

Ah, Susan Her husband's voice sounded a trifle higher than usual, which betrayed his nervousness. His nerves were completely justified when you consider he was about to hand his wife of ten years over to another man for the evening. He knew precisely what was about to pass between Anton and his wife. He had been torturing himself with the mental picture of Susie upstairs on the marital bed, divested of most of her clothing, and with Anton introducing his stiffness to her dripping sex. 

Anton had his back to the door as Susie entered, but turned when he heard her name. Susie's guts coiled with increasing desire when she saw Anton's eyes flicker over her figure. She watched him intently as he lingered for a moment in obvious appreciation of her stocking clad legs, and she saw the smile of appreciation curl the corners of his 'oh so kissable' mouth. Even as Anton approached her, Susie felt more of her juice trickle from her treacherous opening. It turned her already damp gusset sodden.

Susie took Anton's proffered hand and turned her cheek for his kiss. 'Susan,' he smiled. 'You look absolutely ravishing my dear. Truly gorgeous.'

Susie felt her cheeks burn with the compliment, she was sure Anton could smell musk of her desire caused by her molten centre, and she was relieved to hear her husband ask if she wanted a drink, at least that took the attention off her momentarily. 'Yes,' she faltered slightly. 'Yes please,' she replied, and took the glass gratefully.

'Anton's completed the plan,' her husband said, 'and I must say on the surface it looks very comprehensive.

Susie found the whole situation rather surreal. It was as though she was watching a TV play, or a movie. Here they were, three civilised, cultured people, and the talk was about business plans and financial wheeler dealing. All the time though, there was the almost tangible, underlying reason for Anton's presence. The almost physical manifestation of the tension that she felt; that the two men must also surely feel; which was that although Anton's work was vital to the very survival of her husband's business interests, the primary reason for him being in her house that evening was to fuck Susie.

Her husband had, by a combination of bad luck and bad management, allowed his business to sail close to the rocky shore of bankruptcy. He had enlisted the help of Anton in an effort to helm away from troubled waters, and as part of the negotiation process Anton had named carnal knowledge of the luscious Susie as part of his fee.

At first, when her husband broached the delicate subject, Susie had been shocked by the suggestion. However, as shocking as the suggestion was, Susie also felt the flame of lust fire through her body almost immediately. The forbidden aspect excited her beyond words, and Susie was very soon in a private fantasy world of sordid imaginings. 

It had become a pastime of hers during the long mornings to masturbate with her variety of sex toys when her husband had left for his office, and of course Anton soon became the central character of her fantasy sessions. With her comprehensive selection of vibrators and dildos, Susie would picture Anton taking her confidently in various positions. Her joy was sublime when she pictured the scene and pushed a rubber cock into her syrupy sex. She found that she climaxed intensely when she used a thick phallic simulator deep inside herself, and at the same time used a small, angrily buzzing vibrator on her eager, attentive clit. 

As her husband and Anton began to concentrate on business matters, Susie found herself on the periphery of their attention. She settled back into the comfortable embrace of the large leather chair and watched the two men with interest. She focussed mainly upon Anton, and when she saw his handsome face crease with intelligence, Susie felt her body responding to the physical yearning that was smouldering just behind the thin crust of her civilised façade.

'Well then, ' Anton said finally. 'I hope you find all of the details are covered,' he turned his smile to Susie and continued. 'Now there's just the matter of my …fee.'

Susie's clit throbbed and the muscles inside her clenched at the implication behind Anton's words. She looked at her husband who was standing close by, an uncertain smile on his face.

'Yes, …yes, of course,' her husband blustered. 'Erm…' He paused, completely at a loss now that the moment of truth had arrived.

'Hmm,' Anton stood and took control immediately. 'Yes, my fee.' He looked at the older man intently. 'I do believe that part of the deal was an evening with your wife.'

Susie's husband flinched at the directness, and could only manage a weak nod of his head in reply.

'Susan.' Anton held his hand out towards her.

In a paradox of emotions Susie walked slowly towards Anton and took his hand. As the man's grip tightened firmly around her delicate fingers, Susie was torn between fidelity towards her husband and the insistent, primeval itch between her legs. Her nipples were stiff and expectant, her gusset was sodden, and her clit was throbbing with pent up desire. 

There was no doubt as to the outcome. Susie was as sexually primed as she had ever been in her life. She was going upstairs to bed with this man, and she was going willingly. No doubt she would pay a price for such lewd conduct, but at that moment she didn't give a damn. She was going to surrender herself to him completely, and the sudden image of her on her back, semi nude with her legs wide and her oozing sex an open invitation, spurred Susie into an almost indecently hurried exit from the room.

Her husband stood by and watched, powerless in the centre of the room, as his wife eagerly led her soon-to-be lover upstairs.

Anton was smiling broadly when Susie led him into the bedroom. 'My, oh my,' he said, chuckling quietly as he shook his head in wry amusement. 'You're a little …eager.'

Susie blushed and said nothing in reply. Her limbs trembled and she was suddenly apprehensive. This man was very assured. He recognised her eagerness instantly and was even amused by it. Such confidence in a man was new to her experience, and Susie found herself more than a little intimidated by Anton. 

Anton moved close to Susie and lifted her chin gently with the tips of his fingers. He looked into her eyes and paused like he was an actor in an old film. Then, he bent, his face moving close to Susie's, and he kissed her softly on her dry, painted lips. At the delicious pressure of Anton's mouth on hers, Susie moulded her slim figure along the front of Anton's body and moaned softly. Anton pushed the tip of is tongue gently between Susie's lips, and that was the moment that lust finally burst the dam of Susie's desire.

Suddenly, Anton was caught by surprise as Susie reached for his face with both hands and pushed her tongue deep inside his mouth. She kissed him hard, her tongue writhing against his, moving around the inside of his mouth, against his teeth, and with a now explosively rampant Susie seemingly intent upon devouring him whole.

Susie finally released Anton, and with her lipstick smudged she smiled at him with a wicked glint in her eyes. 'Come on, please. I want you to lick me. I want to suck your cock. I want you to fuck me. Please … please hurry.'

Susie was breathless in her heat and she pulled the black skirt up around her hips to reveal her long, elegant, slim legs and stockings to Anton's hungry stare. Then, with a couple of easy movements, she pulled the soaked scrap of her thong from her body and slid the garment down her legs. She stepped out of it, balancing precariously on her heeled shoes, and then stood in lewd semi nudity, with her hands on her hips and defiance on her face. 'Well,' she asked arrogantly, now in control of the situation and no longer intimidated. 'Do you like what you see? Do you want it?'

Anton looked at Susie's delicate, blonde furred mound and nodded his head in appreciation. 'Yes,' he replied simply. 'I do like it, and yes, I do want it.' He moved close to her again and held Susie's bare skinned hips in his hands. He pulled her close and kissed her, and at the same time he moved one hand so that the palm was cupping Susie's sex. 

She moved her legs slightly apart and Anton took the signal to split the sticky folds of her labia with his middle finger. 'Jesus,' he muttered when he felt Susie's excitement, and he manoeuvred the tip of his finger from her opening to her stiff clit and back again. 'That's so fucking exciting,' he whispered quietly, and continued to probe at Susie gently.

As Anton fingered her, Susie closed her eyes and surrendered to the sensation that was bubbling from her groin and washing over her entire body. Her nipples ached to be touched and Susie whispered in Anton's ear that she wanted him to suck at her stiffened teats. He lifted his hand reluctantly from between Susie's legs, and deftly unbuttoned the cotton blouse that Susie had so carefully chosen for the evening. When Anton pulled the garment from her shoulders, Susie turned so her back was presented to him, and immediately he unclasped Susie's bra strap. Susie turned to face her lover and allowed her bra to fall away from her breasts as she did so. Anton's eyes flicked towards her unfettered breasts, and widened when he saw the aroused state of Susie's nipples. He groaned softly and cupped both Susie's breasts in his hands, as though he was testing their weight and firmness, then he lowered his head and suckled gently on each distended teat in turn.

'Oh God, Anton; suck my tits,' Susie sighed like a common shop girl in an alleyway on a Saturday night, and then she groaned out loud when she felt Anton's finger seeking her clit again. 

The man suckled at Susie and continued to finger her sex at the same time, and finally moved his mouth from her breasts to kiss her passionately once more. As he kissed her this time, Anton slid his finger into Susie's opening and gently rubbed the spongy inner walls of her cunt. He was searching for Susie's g-spot and was intent upon making his client's wife come like she had never come before. Anton had always been very competitive, he was driven to be the best at what ever he did, and that side of his character even led him to be the best fuck that Susie had ever experienced. 

After long moments of squirming on Anton's insistent, but oh-so-gifted fingers, Susie broke the kiss and pushed him away. 'This isn't fair,' she said, slightly breathless and flushed with the heat of the moment. 'I'm virtually naked; you've seen what I've got to offer. Now, how about you return the favour?' 

Anton smiled at Susie, his teeth white and even in his dark, Mediterranean complexion. 'Of course, my dear, I'll show you, but please, you undress me.' 

Anton shrugged out of his suit jacket and allowed Susie to pull his tie loose. She flung the tie away and next pulled Anton's shirt from inside his trousers. She undid the buttons and was rewarded by the sight of his tightly muscled pectoral muscles and firm, flat stomach. 'Mmm,' she murmured in appreciation. ' Not too hairy, and so deliciously packaged.'

Anton laughed and then watched Susie's face intently as she pulled his belt loose. When Susie had unzipped his trousers, she put a hand inside his underwear and scooped his thick, semi hard cock from its nest. He was rewarded when he saw the expression on Susie's face. Her eyes widened with delight, and she turned to look up at him, a smile on her pretty mouth, and with one hand holding his heavy cock.

'Oh. My. God,' she said incredulously. 'Your cock is absolutely beautiful.' Susie let go of Anton's member and looked at it greedily. She admired the girth of it, and she was absolutely delighted by its rough, veiny appearance. She knew she was going to be filled deliciously by this specimen, and she hoped that it's uneven appearance meant that she would feel all those lovely bumps inside her when she was eventually fucked by it. Susie squatted down on her haunches in front of Anton and pulled his trousers down to his knees. She lifted his cock and lasciviously licked the underside of the big helmet. Then she ran her tongue from the tip, along the underside of the stalk, all the way down to Anton's hanging balls. She then reversed the process and finished of by slurping around the dome wetly with her tongue, and finally kissed the tip tenderly.

This treatment meant that Anton's cock was now almost fully hard. He kicked off his shoes and pulled off his trousers and socks, impatient as a randy dog, and wanting to get at the wanton bitch in front of him. Susie remained in her squatting position and made a grab for Anton's member as soon as he was naked. She took a quick, appreciative glance at his leanly muscled, athletic limbs and smiled contentedly to herself as she took hold of the stiff penis. She was so glad that she hadn't balked earlier in the evening when her nerve almost failed her. She had had three affairs during her ten years of marriage, but none of her lovers had matched this guy for pure physical, animal attraction. Her husband had never held much attraction for her in the sex department; she loved him; but sex had never been fireworks. That was the price she paid for marrying young, Susie had thought, but now… she was going to enjoy tonight immensely. 

Anton let his head loll back and he closed is eyes when Susie's hot breath washed over his penis. The heat of her mouth soon overwhelmed the warmth of her breath as Susie wrapped her lips around the bulbous cock head and sucked on it gently. As she sucked, her tongue was busy on the sensitive area where the glans met the stalk of Anton's penis, and the beautiful sensation in his cock was further heightened when Susie took hold of the shaft at its root.

As she squeezed Anton's cock, Susie licked at his tip and dripped saliva over the angry, purple head. As she smeared the wet gooey end across her face and cheeks, she looked up at Anton and winked slowly. She smiled at him from around the thickness of his cock, her face soiled with his sticky goo, and then slowly, as though she was some kind of well rehearsed porn slut, she stretched her lips around the symmetrical dome. 

Susie kept on pushing as much of the thick, gnarled cock as she could take into her mouth. Slowly she took as much as she could cope with, her lips tight around Anton's girth until she could manage no more. Anton looked down at the dark haired woman who was so gamely trying to please him orally. He felt a surge of superiority when he saw Susie's pretty face distorted with his penis.

'Take me in your mouth, you slut,' he growled at her. 'You like it, hmm, you like that big, fat cock?'

Susie pulled her face back from Anton's body and let him slip from her lips with an audible, wet sounding pop. She grinned at him, totally unconcerned by Anton's attempt at power and control, and replied, 'Oh yes, I do like it. I like it very much. I can't wait until I feel it fucking me.' She gave several short dabs at the shaft with her tongue and purred in her throat at the same time before she continued; 'I think you'll like it too, when you feel how tight my cunt is. God, I'm wet…' Susie ran her finger through her sticky labia to emphasise her point, and then smeared her honey coated fingertip over Anton's already slippery glans. 'Still,' she continued, 'I need to be wet don't I? Your fat cock could be dangerous if I wasn't ready. It's so fucking big, so beautifully thick. God, it could split a small girl like me in half.'

Susie stopped her teasing words and took Anton back into her mouth. She wanked Anton's cock as she sucked him, and only moments later Anton had to push his fingers into her thick, dark hair and pull Susie's face from his penis. She had only begun to manipulate his cock with her hand, but such was his pent up desire for her that he was close to shooting his load into her mouth far too soon.

'Stop,' he grunted. 'Stop or I'll come in your mouth.'

Susie laughed, her lipstick totally destroyed, and as she looked up at Anton from below, lust coursed through his veins when he saw what a slattern she now looked. He pulled her to her feet and Susie fell against him. He kissed her hard and then pushed her back so that she fell on the big bed.

'I want to taste you now, you slut,' Anton growled and grabbed Susie's ankles. He pushed her legs wide and knelt on the carpet so that he could get to Susie's sex easily. He took a moment to look at the sticky folds of Susie's labia in the nest of her sparse, blonde bush. He parted the slick lips with his finger and then peeled back the hood of her clit to reveal the delicate, pink nub that was shyly hidden. 

Susie hissed as she sucked breath in through her teeth. Anton had dabbed at her sensitive clit with the tip of his tongue, and the electric current pulsed through her body.

'Oh, yes!' she cried. 'I've been wanting this for hours. Yes! Suck my clit, oh baby, tongue me, please.'

Anton held Susie's legs behind her knees and pushed them back as far as he dared. He lapped at Susie's exposed cunt and savoured the syrup that trickled from her body. He loved the feel of her stockings under his fingers, and could feel his penis jerking in anticipation as his excitement increased. Pre cum and perhaps even the first trickles of semen hung in a long silver thread from the weeping eye, and Anton felt the cold thread stick to his leg as he knelt in front of Susie.


Dire Straits



He ignored the clinging silver string on his leg, and which remained stubbornly anchored to his cock head. He sucked, licked and slurped over Susie's clit as he used one hand to slide a finger into her opening. He moved it around inside her and massaged the tunnel of Susie's vagina gently. As the woman on the bed began to move her hips against the pressure of his face and fingers, Anton increased the movement with his probing digit. Finally, Susie began to breathe heavily, and as she sighed and groaned at intervals she looked down along her body to watch Anton's tonguing. Susie's sighs and moans turned to more primitive grunts that gave Anton an idea of her level of arousal.

He knew that Susie was close to the edge when she spoke, the obscenities pouring from her mouth in a foul mouthed torrent. Anton found the use of such profanity a huge boost, and he redoubled his efforts to have Susie climax for him.

'Ooh, baby, finger me.' Susie started off fairly quietly and restrained as she urged her lover on. 'That's it honey, inside me, yes, finger my cunt. Oh God, it's so fucking good!' As her language deteriorated, her volume increased until finally, with limbs thrashing, Susie wailed her release and climaxed mightily.

She reached down between her legs and held Anton tightly against her clenching sex, and the essence that seeped from her excited body was smeared over the trapped man's chin and face. As her orgasm surged through her limbs for what seemed an age, Susie released Anton from her grasp and squeezed her breasts in both her palms. As Susie mauled her mounds of firm tit flesh and pinched her nipples, Anton moved up along her slim body as easily as her writhing would allow, and kissed her hard on the mouth. Susie returned the kiss with ardour and grunted obscenely into Anton's mouth as she came.

Unable to curb his morbid curiosity any longer, Susie's forgotten husband crept up the staircase and stood outside the bedroom door listening. When he heard his wife's obvious delight, the agony of jealous impotence cut through his guts with scything pain. He plainly heard Susie's words as she vent her feelings over Anton's skilful tonguing, and he felt his stomach churn again when his wife let loose with her flood of obscene phrases that showed her increasing appreciation as she approached her climax. In a continuing paradox of emotion; as much aroused as he was appalled by the situation, Susie's husband surprised himself by taking his own hard cock in hand and beginning to wank.

In spite of his self loathing and jealousy, Susie's husband was aroused, hugely aroused. He battled to resolve the conflict of emotion that struggled within him, but his overriding need was to satisfy his sexual longings. For no matter how disturbing the thought was of his wife being fucked by Anton, the fact remained that he found it very exciting. To hear his Susie use the profane language she was currently using as she urged her obviously well endowed lover on was so erotic that he was simply powerless to resist the lust burning inside him.

Even as he took his cock in his hand, he felt, on a logical level far back in his mind, that he was perverted for this action. What sort of man is turned on by eavesdropping while another man fucks his wife? How perverted was he by becoming hard as he listened to his wife's obscene language? Nevertheless, in the midst of his self loathing, Susie's husband began to stroke his cock and even pushed his ear closer to the door in order to hear the action within more clearly.

He found that as Susie approached her climax vocally, his own excitement neared its pinnacle. When Susie called out from the room beyond that she was coming, his semen spurted from the end of is penis in a strong, staccato arc and splashed against the door in front of him. As Susie groaned and moaned in the bedroom, her husband bit his bottom lip and stifled his own appreciation of release as his spunk trickled down the door like running paint.

Inside the bedroom, Susie's climax subsided and she and Anton continued to kiss. 'Mmm,' Susie murmured. 'That was fabulous, baby - fantastic. My God, your fingers and tongue…'

Anton smiled at Susie's words. 'Thank you, it's nice to be appreciated,' he replied and settled down on the bed next to Susie. He ran the tips of his fingers gently along the length of her smooth, pale skinned torso and smiled again when Susie shivered under his touch.

'That tickles,' she giggled. 'Look at my nipples.' Anton moved his face down to Susie's breasts and suckled on each of her nipples, moving his attention from one to the other just as he had done earlier. 'Oh yes,' Susie whispered. 'You turn me on… I want to feel you inside me.'

She reached a hand down between their bodies and curled her elegant fingers around the thick shaft of Anton's erection. Anton shifted his position to allow Susie easier access, and as soon as she had him properly in her grip, Susie began to slide her hand up and down the length of him.

'Wow!' Susie exclaimed. 'You're certainly turned on, sir.' She kissed Anton quickly on the mouth. 'Your cock is leaking like a tap,' she continued, referring to Anton's silvery pre cum that was dribbling from his penis.

'Well,' Anton replied, 'I've been anticipating you all day; imagining what it would be like to have you naked; your legs wide, and your sweet cunt on my tongue.'

The use of the word describing her sex sent a shiver down Susie's spine and she felt her insides clench and loosen spasmodically as her lust flared again. 'Fuck me, Anton, please. Put your big cock inside me. Do it to me… Now!'

The sudden urgency surprised Anton, but he quickly recovered and manoeuvred himself between Susie's eager, widespread thighs. As he introduced his slippery cock head to Susie's equally wet opening, the woman pushed her hand between their bodies again and once more took Anton's cock in her fist. 'Quick,' she hissed in frustrated excitement. 'Quick, put it in. Fuck me.'

Anton teased Susie for a few moments. He pushed against her labia and let the tip of his cock slip inside. Then he pulled back out and rubbed his entire length from tip to root against her clit. He watched Susie's face as her expression changed from intense urgency to sublime delight when he reinserted his cock. Then, as he slowly pushed deeper into Susie, he continued to watch with almost detached fascination as Susie's mouth opened in a silent scream, when she first closed her eyes tightly, before they suddenly widened.

Susie looked up at her lover as he pushed the entire length inside her welcoming body. She was surprised with how easily she accommodated his size, and as she continued to stare intently up at him, Anton bent his head down and kissed her deeply. 

'Fuck… Anton… Fuck, you're all the way in,' Susie moaned when the kiss broke. 'That lovely, big cock… Oh, God, fuck me with it.' 

Not wishing to disappoint a lady, Anton did as Susie wished. He pulled out of her and slid back inside again until his cock was fully embedded inside her once more. He continued his slow fucking, and was rewarded by Susie's constant moaning and groaning. He changed the angle of his penetration frequently, and found that each change caused Susie to cry out with pleasure.

As with his earlier efforts, as Susie's excitement grew, her words became louder and more obscene. He had never known a woman to use such profanity during sex, but Susie's words turned him on immensely. He felt that it was his power, his sexual prowess that could elicit such a vocal response in her, and the louder Susie called out, the harder he fucked into her.

'Come on, you bastard,' Susie grunted as Anton increased the tempo. 'Fuck me with that big cock. Stick it in me… hard!' She pushed up with her hips to meet Anton's thrusts, and the sound of their bodies slapping together as they rut sounds loud in the room. Anton's brow beads with sweat as he hammers against Susie's body and Susie writhes below him, her hands like claws as she pulls and tears at the bed cover. 

Susie's slim torso begins to shine with perspiration as her efforts ant milking Anton's cock increase. She can feel the onset of her second climax beginning to build and she redoubles her demands for fulfillment. 'I'm going to come again, Anton!' she wailed shrilly. 'Fuck it into me. Come on! Give me all of that fat cock…'

Anton began to grunt. The heat of Susie's liquid insides and the intensity of her fucking almost sucked the cum from him; the obscenities that pour from the usually reserved Susie's mouth have shocked him as well; and Anton can only just manage to keep himself from exploding inside the woman beneath his body.

'Yes!' Susie called as her body stiffened. 'I'm coming. I'm… fucking… coming.' She writhed in apparent ecstasy as she came for the second time. Her face was contorted into a rictus of agonised delight, her eyes screwed tightly shut, and with the cords and tendons taut against the fragile skin of her neck.

Relieved that he had managed to keep himself in check, Anton pulled his juice smeared, gooey cock from Susie's spasming body. As Susie's climax faded, Anton turned her over onto her stomach. He pushed her legs apart and pulled her hips up so that Susie's round buttocks were in the air. He parted the cheeks of her arse with his fingers, and then as he gently fingered Susie's hyper sensitive clit, he probed at the rosebud of her arse with his tongue.

'Oh my God,' Susie whispered. 'You dirty bastard, that's so filthy, your tongue in my arse…' She sighed as the pleasure of Anton's squirming tongue washed over her already jangling nerves. 'Not so much on the clit,' Susie cautioned. 'It's still throbbing. Please, push your fingers into my cunt… That's it, finger me and lick my arse.' Susie buried her face in the pillow and groaned with renewed excitement as her lover tongued her in her most intimate place.

As Susie groaned in her appreciation of his talents, Anton pushed his fingers into Susie's heat, and rubbed her slippery insides in search of her elusive g spot. As he fingered the already excited woman, he delved into her arse with his tongue in an effort to excite her even further. Susie's moans were muffled by the pillows as she pushed her face deeper into their cushiony softness, whilst at the same time she urgently pushed her hips back against Anton's searching fingers and slick, wriggling tongue.

'You filthy bastard!' she screamed suddenly. Susie lifted her head and looked back over her shoulder towards Anton. 'Do it to me,' she murmured next. 'Make me come again, fuck… You're so fucking good…' Susie's words were almost a sob. 'Make me come, then fuck me with that lovely cock again. I want to feel you come inside me…' With a low groan, her head fell forward again, her long, dark hair spread over the pillow, and Susie bucked her hips wildly as yet another climax engulfed her.

Outside, Susie's husband was standing close to the door. He had his ear tight against the wooden barrier, his eyes were bulging wide in shock and surprise and his mouth hung open. He had his erection held firmly in his fist and he was pumping vigorously as he listened to his wife wailing in orgasm for the third time. He was astounded at the change in his normally demure, mild-mannered wife. In the space of an hour she had turned into a foul-mouthed, wanton slut, and he found the contrast between her two personas mind bogglingly exciting. In spite of spurting his seed over the door only minutes earlier, he was still fully erect and desperate for release again. Not even in his teenage years had he been so full ardour, so rampant, and he was having difficulty in stopping himself from bursting in on his wife and her big cocked lover. He had visions of his Susie using her heretofore-unheard profanity as fucked her. He imagined Susie knelt on all fours; her delectable rump pushed back towards him, with the pink slash of her excited sex open and offered to him. He stifled his moan of pleasure and released his cock from his grip when his second bolt of spunk threatened to surge from the eye of his cock. He heard Susie wailing again inside the bedroom, but could only imagine the scene of debauchery that could produce such a vehement response from his spouse.

Inside the bedroom the scene was indeed one of debauchery. Susie was on her hands and knees, much as her husband had visualised, and Anton was crouched behind Susie's upturned buttocks with the head of his cock a fraction away from penetrating her sex.

Anton ran the bulb of his glans around the sticky, dribbling folds of Susie's plump, used vulva. He pushed against her and slid easily inside. He closed his eyes when he was enveloped by her heat, and took hold of the skirt still wrapped around Susie's hips to steady himself.

'Oh, yessss,' Susie hissed as Anton slid his length into her body. 'Fuck me again, you big, beautiful bastard.'

'I will,' Anton said quietly as he dug his fingers into the soft flesh of Susie's hips. 'I'm going to split your cunt with my cock,' he groaned, trying to match Susie for obscenity.

'Yes?' she challenged him. 'You think you're going to hurt me with your cock?' She pushed her delightfully shaped derriere up and back at Anton. 'Come on, then. Do it to me. Fuck that big cock into my poor, tender little pussy. Let's see what a man you really are.'

Anton rose to the challenge. He moved himself so that he could push deep into Susie's body and began to use long, firm strokes against her soft flesh. Slowly, but steadily he increased the force and power of his thrusting until he was crouched over Susie's back, with the flat of his feet on the bed and his penis angled sharply into Susie's body. 

Susie was in raptures of delight as her lover fucked her hard and fast. Her hair was flying as she swung her head with wild abandon while her breasts swung and swayed with her erratic movements. Anton reached under Susie's body and mauled at her tits as he hung onto her tightly, and once again the slapping of their bodies rang loud as the couple bounced together on the bed.

As Anton fucked her and pawed and grabbed her breasts, Susie used one hand to finger her stiff clit and rubbed it frantically. Her body was overcome by the myriad of sensations that washed over and through her. Her vagina was becoming sore, but she was so desperate to find her next orgasm that she didn't care, and she fucked back onto Anton with forceful pushes of her hips. She fingered her tender, raw clit in the same bid for gratification, and equally reveled in Anton's rough treatment of her breasts and nipples. The rough treatment was just what Susie needed to bring her to her climax again.

Anton had just bent low over Susie's back and was just using his teeth to graze at her slender exposed neck when he felt the slight prick of Susie's fingernails on the stalk of his cock as she fingered her clit. The realisation of what she was doing finally sent Anton over the edge and he surrendered to the inevitability of his own orgasm.

Anton groaned and called out through gritted teeth, 'Fuck… Susie… I'm sorry…' Then with a huge sigh of release he gripped her hips tightly and grunted in time with the spurting of his cock. His semen gushed from him and jetted against Susie's insides. The first couple of spurts spat deep into Susie's body, with the next ones spattering Anton's thick, paste like cream over her round buttocks as he pulled his cock from her body. Anton's goo landed in thick, glue like trails across the pale skin of Susie's arse, lower back and amongst the folds of her forgotten skirt that was still rucked up around her waist.

When she felt the first gushes of Anton's cum inside her, Susie's own climax crashed against her senses. The sensation of Anton's pulsing, spitting cock faded into the background, and she had no idea that he had taken his cock out of her body and was unloading his mess onto her skin. Susie sobbed and moaned and collapsed onto the bed face down. Her limbs trembled and shook and her insistent middle finger diddled away at her clit, with her hand well and truly trapped between her tightly locked thighs.

Unable to hold himself in check any longer, Susie's husband threw open the door and strode into the room. His stiff cock was waggling in front of him, looking for all the world as though it was blindly sniffing the air for Susie's sex.

With his cock still dripping cum from its end, Anton looked at Susie's husband in shock. He had climbed off the bed and was watching Susie as she calmed down from her shattering climax.

Susie lay on her front and merely turned her head to look benignly at her husband. 'What do you want?' she asked quietly, her eyes slitted and cat-like.

'You,' he gurgled, unable to control his voice. 'I want you.'

'Me?' Susie laughed and sat up on the bed. 'You want to fuck me? You must be joking.'

Susie's husband looked at her, the shock of what he was seeing finally registering. His wife looked a completely debauched mess. Her dark hair was a tangle, her make up in ruins, her skirt was wrapped up around her waist where she'd obviously been too impatient for Anton to get at her to removing it properly. She still wore her shoes and her stockings, and in fact, looked to him like a well used, well fucked harlot. A look that, as with her new found vocabulary excited him immensely.

'Please, Susie, please,' he whispered. 'I'm desperate for you.' He indicated his erection, his tone imploring.

'No!' Susie almost shouted, her eyes flaming. 'You weak bastard,' she hissed as she stood and approached her husband. 'You fucked up the business, and I paid the price.' She looked down at her husband's cock with contempt sneering in her face. 'You made a deal with Anton, and I was part of the deal… Well, I've been used and abused tonight. I've been fucked by a cock that makes yours look like the pathetic specimen that it is… Just like you.' Susie spat the final word into her husband's face, then turned on a spiked heel and walked back to the bed. As she walked her husband watched the cum on her back as it trickled unheeded down over the curve of her buttocks and splashed onto the carpet with a dull plop. 'Watch and wank if you want to, but don't disturb me,' Susie said as she reached into her bedside drawer.

She lay back on the bed and spread her thighs, giving her husband the view of her pouting slit, pink and inflamed, and with Anton's spunk dribbling thickly from inside her opening. The tops of her stockings were stained by silvery trails of unidentifiable juices, Susie's excitement, Anton's cum, or both. The picture of such lewdness only fuelled the man's desire to take his wife.

As he continued to watch, immobile, his wife pushed the thick, rubber cock into her sex and groaned wickedly. 'Oh, yes. I love fucking myself with this. It's so big… So fucking big.' She pushed the phallus deep inside herself and both men plainly heard the obscene squelching as the rubber displaced Anton's cum.

Susie fucked herself with the faux penis and was soon moaning loudly. 'Come here, Anton,' she commanded with her new found authority. 'Come here, I want to suck my cunt from your cock.'

Dazed by Susie's sudden switching of the power struggle, Anton found himself knelt on the bed next to Susie's face as she sucked at his slowly rejuvenating cock with vigour. As his cock grew, so did Anton's lust, and before long he was back to almost full size. Of course it was Susie's words that had as much of a revitalising effect than anything. She was a vocal as before in her description of what she was doing and what she wanted.

In between long, slurping tonguing of Anton's meat, Susie kept up her now familiar torrent of obscenity. 'Look at it,' she whispered lovingly as Anton's big cock slipped from her mouth. 'It's so fucking big; it's so fucking dirty with my cunt. It's got my juice all over it… Mmm, I love to taste it. I love to suck the spunk from the shaft and from the end.' Susie looked up at Anton and continued, 'Fuck my mouth with it. Fuck my mouth while I fuck myself with this dildo. God, it's so depraved. I love it.' 




Dire Straits



Susie's husband had crept forward, closer and closer until he was standing next to the bed on the opposite side of Susie to Anton. He watched as his wife slurped and slobbered over Anton's cock. The picture of her labia captivated him as they clung to the shaft of the rubber cock while his wife fucked it into herself. He loved the sound of her juices mixed with Anton's seed squelching wetly between her legs, and he could smell the scent of sex, pungent in the room.

'You pathetic man,' Susie said as she watched her husband tugging at his cock. 'I'm in control from now on,' she whispered. You keep the business going, keep me in style, and I may let you fuck me from time to time.' She pulled the big cock from her body and concentrated her attention fully on Anton's cock. 'I'm going to take lovers,' she continued as she used her hands on Anton's shaft. 'You're going to watch while I'm fucked by them,' she said after a prolonged and wet sounding suck on Anton's big dome.

Her husband was frantic now. He tugged at his cock and replied, 'Yes, Susie. Oh yes… Anything you say. You're the boss.' He gave a groan and his semen spurted across the gap between him and Susie in a high arc. More jets of cum spurted from him as he shivered with the sweet agony of his release. Susie moved quickly and opened her mouth in an effort to catch the thick gouts of her husband's jizz. 

'You filthy bastard,' she cried, 'Don't waste it, I want to taste it.' Her husband's thick cream dripped from Susie's face and cheeks where it had spattered onto her in her bid to catch the stuff in her mouth. 'Damn you,' she said in a low tone. 'I'll have to taste my beautiful Anton's cum instead. She turned her attention back to her lover and wrapped her fist around him again. 'Come on, baby,' she cooed. 'Let me taste you. Spurt it into my mouth.'

Susie's head bobbed against Anton for several long moments, her hand busy against his shaft at the same time. 'Come on, lover,' Susie moaned when Anton groaned and pushed his fingers into her hair. 'Give it to me; give me that spunk. Oh yes!'

Anton threw his head back and called out her name several times as he jetted his second load into the back of Susie's throat. Susie swallowed and then let the final dollops of cum spatter against her face and sprays into her hair. 'Mmm, that's my boy,' she said gleefully as Anton's goo slid from her face and plopped onto the upper slopes of her breasts. More of the stuff hung from her hair as she sighed contentedly amidst the devastation of her bed. 'Now, you boys run along. I'm going to take a bath, and I'd like a nice glass of chilled white wine.' Susie kicked off the heels and pulled the skirt from around her hips before she padded from the room to her en suite, and left the two men slack-jawed and limp-cocked staring after her.