He was delighted to discover what the score was. For it was obvious to him that she was trying to cover something up.
Nevertheless, he figured he might as well finish off her pussy.
"Positions," he smiled.
She swung her hips around and planted her pussy over his face once more. His hot tongue jabbed into her eagerly.
"Oh, I like it when you tickle my clit with your tongue," she told him. "Keep it up, darling. Oh, yes, keep that up. I love it."
His hot tongue swept over her clitoris. She was so excited and stimulated now she could hardly stand it.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you're beautiful. I love to eat you. Oh, sweetheart, let me love you. Let me lick you."
He went on licking away. She was almost there. He nibbled on her clit and she gushed.
"Suck every drop of it," she urged him. "Oh, lover, keep it going."
It was a matchless moment of sheer ecstasy. All at once her body was jerking in time to his tongue. His hands clasped her ass cheeks as she pressed her pussy down hard on him.
"I'm cuming," she cried out as her body trembled. "Suck me, darling. Love me. Lap me up."
His tongue flitted across her engorged clitoris. He continued lashing and licking and loving her.
This was the moment of passionate ecstasy that he had wafted for. He wasn't going to miss it.
"Eat me," she urged him. "Oh, lover, eat me. Yes, yes, do me."
His insistent tongue had produced waves of erotic desire within her. Now it seemed as if she couldn't get enough.
"I want your cock in me again," she told her husband. "I want you to stab it in me. Oh, baby, give me your cock."
Her husband was beginning to become worried. He wondered if he could ever keep up with the sexual pace she was demanding. She seemed to require so very much stimulation.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "I'll stick it in you. Swing over on your back and let me fuck."
She rolled over on her back. Hastily he straddled her. His cock was quivering and hard. She gripped it and guided it into her vagina.
"Fuck me good," she begged him, "fuck me the way you know you should. I want it, lover. I want it real bad."
His penis plunged into her. With hard driving cock stabs he fucked.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her excitedly, "you don't know what you're doing to me. I love this. Fuck me. Keep it up."
Passionately his cock plunged into her. At the same time her hands. Were all over his back. She was reaching down to grip, his ass cheeks. She loved to play with his firm round behind. She let her hands slide to the side of his ass. She wanted to feel his flexing ass muscles as he fucked her hard. Clasping his ass cheeks she squeezed hard. Once more she passionately begged for him to give her sex.
"Fuck me hard, honey," she begged anxiously, "give it to me. Give me all you've got. I need it so badly. Fuck, baby, fuck."
His thick pulsating penis plunged all the way into her. He was really riding her now.
"Finger fuck my asshole," he suggested. "I'd like that, lover."
Parting his ass cheeks she gingerly slid a finger up his tight anal chamber. He loved the feeling of her finger sliding up his asshole.
"Fuck me," she begged her eagerly, "fuck me, baby. Keep it up. Now you're doing it. Just like I like it. Fuck me good."
Passionately she went on wiggling for him. "Oh, baby," she told him, "you're beautiful. You really know how to love me. Keep it up. Keep loving me."
He was closing in on climax now. She could tell it by his ass movements. She pulled her finger from his asshole and clutched his ass cheeks frantically.
"Now, baby, grab it with your pussy," he told her, "grab."
Her pussy muscles went into high gear as she clutched his cock as he climaxed.
"I'm cuming," he told her. "Oh, baby, I'm juicing. Fuck. Fuck it, baby. Fuck it."
The keen erotic pleasure that she was experiencing now persisted.
"Oh, baby," he gasped, "I'm shooting. Milk my dick. That's what I want you to do. Milk me. Give it to me, baby, give me the kind of fuck I want."
Her pussy muscles squeezed him.
"Fuck it off," he cried out ecstatically, "fuck it off, baby. Give me that pussy. Give me a good fuck. Twist it, baby, twist it and fuck it. That's what I want. Ohhh, baby, fuck, fuck, fuck!"
CHAPTER ELEVEN
It was at this point that they experienced their greatest joy. For Melinda came as Gary came. His cock slid in his wife's vagina juices.
"Oh, sweetheart," he panted as he pressed his lips on hers, "you'll never know what you've just done for me."
His tongue licked along hers. Soon their tongues were interlocked in a soul kiss.
"You're beautiful," he told her, "you really are, baby."
The following day Melinda knew that she should check with a girl friend of hers to find out what she could do about her problem. She knew it wasn't normal that she was getting this much sex from one man. She calculated that if anyone could give her guidance Marilyn couid.
She called Marilyn.
"Marilyn," she began, "I wonder if you could give me a little advice."
"About what, dear?" Marilyn asked her. "I'm rushed right now."
"Aren't we all," Melinda lamented, "but this is something real personal. I'd have to talk about it in private."
"Could you meet me at my place for lunch?" Marilyn suggested. "I have an afternoon engagement."
"Love in the afternoon?" Melinda laughed teasingly.
"Something like that," Marilyn agreed. "What time could you be over here, dear?"
"Around eleven-thirty," Melinda suggested.
"Eleven-thirty would be just fine," she agreed. At eleven-thirty she showed up at Marilyn's place. Marilyn was more than happy to see her.
However, she noticed Marilyn was looking as though she was living in high style. It was difficult for Melinda to figure out where Marilyn got the money.
"Do you mind my asking what you're doing for a living?"
"If I tell you, you'll never believe it," Marilyn laughed.
"Try me for size," Melinda smiled.
"All right, dear," she told her. "After my divorce from Mike, I discovered that I could make plenty of money being a bad girl."
"Don't tell me you're taking on tricks," Melinda smiled knowingly.
"I'm afraid that's the way it is," Marilyn admitted candidly. "I don't see anything wrong with it. I'm spreading happiness around with my pussy."
"Maybe you've got the answer to my problem," Melinda told her. "You see, baby, my husband is marvelous. He loves to dominate me. In the process of teaching me all of the different ways of making love he has gotten me so hooked on it that I can't get enough. That is, from him. I really require more than one man to satisfy me. Do you understand?"
"I do," Marilyn agreed. "You see, baby, a woman can do it many more times than a man. A man may think he can do it more but in the final analysis that's not the truth. Each climax doesn't take so much out of a woman as it does a man. That's why a woman can cum so many times, honey."
"It's almost as if nature programmed us for being whores, isn't it?" Melinda laughed.
"You might say that," Marilyn agreed. "It's tragic but true."
"It doesn't have to be tragic does it?" Melinda asked her cagily. "You've done very well. This place is furnished beautifully."
"All that glitters is not gold, dear," Marilyn reminded her. "I've sold my soul to get this. I don't know whether it's worth it or not. Sure, I like the all-white carpeting and the gray sofas and the glamorous mirrors and all the rest. But it hasn't brought me real happiness. Sometimes I look at other people with their families and I envy them. I'd trade places with any woman with kids in a suburb who is really enjoying herself. But now I couldn't go back to that."
"You mean you're ruined," Melinda stated point blank.
"Something like that, dear," she said. "You can't go back. You can't start over again. I've had my good times and now this is it."