She jabbed her hips back and forth, scratching his prick with her nails as it reappeared between her legs. She lifted her ass, his prick springing up, hitting her pussy. She reached under and grasped the sticky shaft, putting the head between her cuntlips.
Earl groaned, arched up to ram his hulking meat deep in her snatch, but she lifted higher, denying him the hot wet delights of her cunt. "Christ!" He grabbed her body. "Fuck me!"
"Yes, Earl," she moaned, her voice syrupy around his shaft, holding his dick prisoner within her body. "Aaaaahhh! Ohhhhh!" His throbbing cock inside her pussy was driving her wild and she had to use all of her will power to keep from fucking him to death.
"Agggghhh!" Earl groaned, the heat from her pussy igniting the already flaming furnace in his loins. "Aggghhhh!" He drove his cock at her, grinding his hips in a half circle, screwing the tip of his dick into the spongy walls of her snatch. "You're soooo fucking tight! So fucking tight!"
"Yessss, Earl," she groaned, taking his cock and milking the shaft. "Tight like a sweet baby virgin!" She rotated her hips, humping back and forth slowly, driving them both insane.
With her back to the window, Joanne posed, giving the detective an opportunity for erotic shots of her pussy, ass, and Earl's buried cock.
"Let's go slow," she sighed, leaning forward, her tits dangling in his face. "Nice and easy."
"Anything you want," he groaned, pulling on her tittie flesh with his rough callused hands.
Joanne lifted her pussy off Earl's cock. An image of what it looked like from behind her shiver. She leaned over, crushing Earl with her tits and spread her ass cheeks with her hands, giving the detective the best shots possible for her husband.
She slammed back down, ready for Earl. "We're going to fuck now." She rocked on his cock, slobber drooling from her mouth as she allowed her mind to become absorbed in the passion of her body. She sucked in her breath, her tits jiggling, her body tingling.
For a moment, she closed her eyes, wallowing in the exquisite depravity of Earl's dick throbbing inside her tight pulsating pussy. "Ohhhhh, Earl! Ohhhhh!" She began to fuck him, slamming her ass and pussy down on his hard loins, taking his cock deep with each downward plunge of her body.
"Uhhhhh!" Earl howled, pulling on her tits, kneading her hips, his hands all over her, touching, probing, never getting enough of her hot soft yielding body. He arched up, stabbing her boiling twat with his cock, matching her vigor with his own.
Racing toward the summit, Joanne threw back her head, her red hair lashing across her back, her eyes rolling in their sockets. She caught a glimpse of the detective in the window. It made her blood boil. She was seething in lust. She leaned back further, a precarious position on the narrow bed. The action caused Earl's cock to bend, the head of his dick jabbing into her pussy walls.
"Ohhhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhhh!" she cried, humping like a maniac on his steely cock, her tits bouncing with each erotic gyration she made with her body. "Oh, my fucking Christ!" The torment of his dick against her pussy walls drove her to the brink of insanity. She sat up, her tits flopping, her face a deep red, like her hair. She fell forward, giving Earl the necessary room to pound her pussy and bring them both into heavenly bliss.
"Yeaaaaa, babeeeeee!" he groaned, grabbing her and holding her steady as he slammed his prick up into her tight pulsing pussy hole. "I'm… almost… there…" he moaned, between ragged breaths.
"Meeeee toooo!" she wailed, letting him take the rein. "Fuck me! Fuck me, Earl!" She swayed her hips in circular motions, adding to the pleasure of his drumming cock.
"Oh, Christ!" he shouted, his hands digging into her hips as he felt the cum fill his cock. "I'm… coming!" He jerked and bolted, his prickhead exploding in a torrential rain of jism. It spurted up into her hole like a geyser spitting its jets of water and steam.
"I'm coming!"
"Eeeeeeiiiaaaahhh!" She shrieked as the hot jism of his dick filled her belly and her orgasm erupted inside her, deep within her pussy, like an exploding volcano. "I… I… I'm coming!" She thrashed precariously on his cock, her body turning to lava as she became embroiled in her own orgasm. She bucked and rode him, her head snapping back, her eyes disappearing inside her head.
Earl drove his prick into her pussy with short powerful jabs, his cock spewing its load of thick cum with each stab. His legs stiffened, his back bowed, and his hips became pistons, driving his cock home with each hard lunging stab.
"More! More!" Joanne screamed as she weathered the storm of her orgasm, sitting astride the bucking bronco beneath her. She jerked and twisted about, her movement limited by Earl's grasping hands as they clutched her hips, holding her as he lunged up into her pussy.
Wave after wave of tremendous orgasms swept over Joanne's body, bombarding her with sublime sensations, a kaleidoscope of impressions that attacked her senses. They blended in a collage of joy that turned her into a glob of jello on his spurting cock.
Unable to keep herself up, she fell forward, whimpering and sobbing as her orgasm washed over her, leaving her tingling atop Earl's buried dick.
Earl lashed up at her pulsating pussy one last time, the last of his cum filling her wet pussy. He held her, catching his breath as his ass bumped uncontrollably against the bed. "Oh, baby," he groaned, his prick shrinking inside her milking cunt. "Unnnnn! Babe…"
Her body spent and her mind numb, Joanne rolled off his cock and stood up. "You sure know how to fuck, Earl," she panted, catching her own breath as she rocked back and forth on her heels.
"You're one of a kind," Earl moaned, sitting up. "One of a kind." Even with his passion spent, the sight of Joanne's lust figure made his loins tighten into a knot.
"As good as your girl friend?" she asked, needing to know. If she was going to flaunt her adulterous actions in front of her husband, she was going to have to be a helleva fuck to keep him from throwing her out of the house on her ass.
"The best I've ever had," he said. "The very best." He stood up and crushed her against him, kissing her hard on the mouth. His wet sticky cock rubbed into her belly.
She came out of his arms, breathless. She looked down at her sticky belly, seeing his red hand prints on her tits and some grease stains. "I better get home. My whole body aches."
Earl grinned, seeing his handiwork imprinted in her flesh. "I better get outside and check to see if the garage is still there." He laughed, leaving Joanne alone to dress.
Ten minutes later, Joanne stepped out of the small room and walked to her car. "I can't thank you enough, Earl. I had a marvelous time this morning." She climbed in her car. "Put the gas on my husband's bill." She winked and started the motor.
"Come back anytime, Mrs. Benson," Earl called back, watching her turn and drive out of sight.
Joanne glanced in the rear view mirror, seeing the car take up its position behind her. "I hope you enjoyed yourself, Mr. Private Dick, because you're going to get yours real soon."
She gunned the motor, wanting to take him on a fast and furious ride before going home and washing the mushy cum from her pussy and planning her next adulterous act.
Laughing, the sound of the radio blasting in the closed air-conditioned car, Joanne sped down the road, heading for the open highway and a morning joy ride with Darin Jenkins, her husband's snooping detective, right behind her.
CHAPTER THREE
Yesterday's fuck with the mechanic, Earl, had taken its toll. After driving around for over an hour, she had arrived home, showered, then slept until dark. She ate a light supper, then back to sleep again.
She glanced up at the ceiling, contemplating her next act of defiance. There was no reason to look out the window. The bastard would be outside somewhere, waiting for her to make her move. She giggled and rolled over on her belly.