Again and again he slammed into her. She loved it. She loved the force of it, his hard cock ramming against her insides as he fucked her cunt. She wiggled her ass in response to his fucking. She begged for more. She always liked it now when the fucking was hard. The harder the better. She needed to feel it. She loved the feel of a hairy ball-bag slapping against her pussy. All that hot jism in there waiting to shoot out. She reached back to grab Stanley's nuts with her fingers. Like big fat plums. She pulled at his ball-bag, twisting it with her fingers as he fucked her cunt. She fingered his cockshaft as it slid in and out of her stretched cunthole. His prick was slick with her juices, hot and thick as it slammed into her again and again.
Stanley grunted as he drove his cock up her cunt-channel. Then his finger pushed inside her ass, first one finger and then two fingers. He rammed her asshole with his fingers as he fucked her cunt with his cock. She loved his fingers in her ass. She wished he had two cocks. How marvelous it would be to get fucked by him with two cocks. Not two men, just Stanley. She didn't want anyone but Stanley now. Stanley was the only man she cared about.
Three months later they stood beside each other at roulette table in Las Vegas. They were man and wife now. Stanley was her husband. Helen hung on his arm as Stanley placed his bet on the table.
She felt the eyes of the men around them on her. She knew she looked beautiful. Part of it was the knockout dress she was wearing and the new hairdo. But the other part was the happiness she had inside her. They'd had a lovely fuck this morning in the hotel room and now she wanted it again. She whispered in Stanley's ear, begging him to go upstairs with her.
He finally agreed. He collected his chips and they left the table. Helen could feel the eyes on her as they left the room. Women as well as men. They all looked at her. These days she could always tell when a woman was interested in her and it happened often.
But she didn't want them. She didn't want anyone but Stanley. She clung to his arm as they went up in the elevator. She loved her new dress and the gorgeous high-boded sandals. The dress was tight around her tits and ass and it made her feel so sexy.
Then finally they were inside their room and Stanley closed and locked the door. When he asked her if she wanted a drink, she nodded. He poured some Scotch into two glasses and banded one of the glasses to her. "Here's to us, baby."
They looked at each other and smiled as they sipped their drinks.
"Do you love me?" Helen asked.
Stanley chuckled. "You know I do."
She told him to sit down in one of the easy chairs by the window. She put her drink down and she turned on the radio. In a moment soft rock music filled the room. She smiled at him and started working at the fastenings of her dress.
Before long, she had the buttons down the front of her dress undone. Now the dress moved to each side and Stanley could see her legs. She wore dark stockings and a thin red garter belt, her thighs white and smooth and luscious. Her pussy was covered by a red g-string.
She slipped the dress off and carried it to the closet. Stanley whistled at her as she wiggled her hips. She'd been watching the showgirls here in Las Vegas and she thought she had as good a body as any of them. During the past six months her ass and tits had filled out a bit. She had a good body, she knew that. High tits and a high ass. She quivered as she felt Stanley's eyes on her. She knew he had a good shot of her bare ass as she hung the dress in the closet. She unsnapped her bra and tossed it away.
When she turned to face him again, she held her tits in her hands. She smiled at him, swayed her body to the music. Lifting one tit, she licked the nipple. Then she did the same to the other tit as Stanley chuckled. She rubbed her hand over her cunt mound, her legs apart, her hips moving to the beat of the music.
"Helen is a horny little girl," she said. She was very hot, her pussy dripping on her fingers. "I'm all hot and juicy for you, baby."
Stanley grinned at her and stood up. He started undressing as she waited for him. When he was naked, she went to him and knelt on the carpet in front of him. She sniffed the tip of his cock. She licked the tip, then took his knob in her mouth and slowly sucked it.
His cock thickened in the heat of her mouth. When his dick was hard, she released it. She made him turn around.
Stanley knew what she wanted and he snickered at her. He bent forward and growled at her to go on.
She kissed his ass. She bit and licked his asscheeks. Reaching between his legs, she held his nuts as she worked her mouth over his butt.
Stanley chuckled and wagged his ass against her face. "I'd have to pay one of the girls here five hundred bucks to get this."
Helen quivered. "You don't need to pay anyone, darling. You've got me for nothing."
She pressed her nose inside his asscrack to smell him. Then she used both hands to spread his asscheeks.
There it was. His hairy asshole. She looked at it a moment, then, she leaned forward to tongue his asscrack.
Stanley groaned as she licked up and down his hairy ass. She lapped his asshole until it was wet and loose, and then she pushed her tongue at his grommet and slipped it inside.
He made a croaking sound of pleasure as she rimmed him. She held his asscheeks apart as she worked her tongue inside his ass. "Oh, suck it, baby, suck it," he said with a groan. He kept his butt wiggling against her face as she tongue-fucked his shithole.
Hot tongue in a hot ass, she thought. She loved the way it turned him op. She fluttered her tongue inside his shitter, and then she began stroking her tongue in and out, fucking him with her tongue, reaming out his hairy asshole.
Stanley groaned and said it was great. He said she was the hottest woman he'd ever known. She gave him more tongue, her tongue deep inside his hot ass, her hands squeezing his muscular asscheeks.
God, how she loved rimming him. She loved the funky taste of his ass. She loved making him tremble for her. She wanted to be his slave.
She finally pulled her face away from his ass.
She went to the bed and knelt on the edge with her ass in the air. Reaching back with her hands, she pulled her asscheeks apart. She offered herself to him, her cunt and ass exposed and offered. She touched her cunt, then she touched her asshole. He could have his choice. Either hole would do. But where she liked it best was in her shitter. Deep in her ass. His cock hot and hard and deep in her shit-tube.
Stanley came to her now. He stroked her ass with his hands. "What would you like, baby?"
"I want what you want, darling."
He laughed softly. "You've got to tell me."
"My ass, lover! Please fuck my ass!"
He snickered and told her to stick one of her fingers in her ass. When she did it, he told her to use two fingers. She reamed her asshole out with two fingers as he watched her.
Then he asked if she was ready and she groaned and said yes. "Fuck me, darling! Please hurry!"
She pulled her fingers out and he pressed his knob against her shithole. He pushed in. She moaned as she felt his hot cock stretching her asshole.
It was so good. She loved it. Stanley groaned as he pushed forward to drive his hard cock up her ass. His dick felt like a telephone pole going in. He grabbed her hips and started fucking her ass. His cock slid smoothly in and out of her shit-tube.
She moaned and told him, she loved it. She pulled at his ball-bag, pulled his nuts against her cuntlips. He ran his finger around the rim of her stretched asshole as he began ramming her. He fucked her ass harder and harder, and the harder he fucked the more she loved it.
She swayed her hips from side to side as he pounded her asshole. She wanted more. She could never get enough of ft.