"I found this on the rug where you left it yesterday," he said. "You see, I missed out on all the action but that's all right because I never liked group things anyway."
Jennifer's legs seemed to give way under her and she sank down into the chair across from him. Her robe fell apart at her thighs and she saw his eyes go there. She didn't pull her robe together. It didn't seem to matter.
"Now don't look so sad," he said. He leaned across and put his hand on her bare knee. His sweaty fingers tightly clutched her flesh. "I ain't so bad."
He gave her a lewd wink and his hand went farther up her thigh. His hand was not yet underneath her robe but she knew that in another moment it would be.
"Besides," he said. "They told me you liked it. You and your friend. They said you begged for more."
Jennifer tried to close her ears to him, but she knew that he was telling her the truth. She dimly remembered begging the men not to stop, not to ever stop. It was hard to believe that she had been the one begging them.
The man's hand slipped all the way to her pussy. He rubbed his fingers lightly through her curly pubic hair. She felt his thumb just barely caress her plump lips.
"You've got a nice one," he said. "I'm going to enjoy this."
Jennifer closed her eyes. She couldn't believe the things that had happened to her all because Dave Madden had kidnapped her. He had awakened her to feelings she had never known before.
She didn't want to be pawed by this old man, but everything had started to go to pieces.
"Let's go someplace comfortable," the old man said.
Like a zombie, Jennifer got up. He followed right on her footsteps as she walked up the stairs to her bedroom. He patted her gently on her ass.
The old man fondled her as if he owned her, and in a way he did. He knew he could make her do anything he wanted.
"All right, honey," he said, "let's see what you've got."
He walked over and sat down on the bed. The bed smelled of her perfume, and it was really turning him on to think he was soon going to be fucking her on that bed. The same bed her husband fucked her on. "Hurry," he said impatiently, "I want to see that body naked. I want to see that furry cunt the guys were telling me about."
Jennifer undid her robe and dropped it to the floor. He whistled as he ogled her firm body. She was built just as the fellows had told him she was. Big tits, flat stomach, hairy pussy, and round, soft ass. The kind of woman men with money got.
The kind of woman he had never had.
He leaned back on the bed and put his hands behind his head.
"Why don't you show me how much you like sucking cock?" he asked her.
The pretty blonde housewife walked slowly to him. She kneeled down between his legs and he had to lift his head to watch her. Her firm white fingers pulled his zipper down.
He had not expected it to be this easy. He had expected her to put up a fight.
He watched her slender fingers pulling his trousers open and then her hand going into the opening. He wore no shorts and he shivered as her warm fingers came into contact with his prick.
"Ahhh," he said softly.
She tugged his cock out the opening and he watched her start fingering him. Her fingers ran gently over the length of his cock and down to his balls. She lifted each of his balls as if they were precious to her.
"Oh, baby," he moaned. "Kiss it. Show me how much you love my cock."
He saw her bend her head down to his cock and he felt the delicious touch of her wet tongue against the sensitive head of his cock. She didn't take his cock into her mouth right away. Instead, she ran her tongue over his hard cock until he was coated with her saliva.
Then she began running her tongue around the rim of his prick until he was so hot he couldn't stand it.
"Suck my cock," he said. "Put your hot mouth on me."
Her soft, ripe lips closed over the most sensitive part of his cock. He felt as if his cock was being enveloped in hot lava. Each time her tongue touched his tiny hole, he nearly jumped right off the damn bed.
"Suck it all, honey," he said.
He got the most delicious sensation he'd ever gotten, as her warm, wet mouth slowly sucked his staff into her throat. His prick went half way into her mouth and he thought she'd stopped. Then he heard the wet sounds her mouth made as she sucked him even deeper.
"My God, they were right," he cried. "The fellows were right. You're a cock-crazy bitch!"
He thrust hard and the rest of his rigid prick went deep into her mouth. His cockhead tingled as he pressed it deeper than it had ever gone in a woman's mouth.
"You're special," he groaned. "All you sweet fucking housewives are special. You must spend a lot of time perfecting your cocksucking technique with your husband!"
Jennifer knew he would be surprised if she told him that she'd never sucked her husband's prick. Tom was much too prudish for that sort of thing. Still, she had been getting a lot of practice. First Dave Madden. Then the young boy and the police officer, and then all of those men at the porno movie house.
She felt his hands in her hair as she started to run her mouth up and down on his slippery prick. His fingers tightened every time she sucked him up. She started moving her head a little faster, and she gently caressed his balls with the tips of her fingers.
"You're enjoying it, baby," he said. "Women don't like it, you can tell. You're not one of them. You like to suck dick, baby. You love having a big fat dick in your mouth!"
Jennifer might have denied it if her mouth had been free, but it would have been a lie. There was something about sucking a man's cock, even an old man like this, that turned her on. She couldn't help it.
"I'm going to come in your mouth first," he said, still clutching at her head. "I'm going to make you drink my cum. Then I'm going to fuck your pussy. Don't you worry about me, now. I can keep it up!"
His cock was growing in her mouth and she knew he was getting close to coming. She started bobbing her head faster. For a moment she forgot that he was an ugly old man and that he was blackmailing her. She was remembering the taste of cum in her throat, and she was hungry for more.
"That's eating me," he groaned. "That's sucking my cock. You can really suck one. You're going to suck my cum right down your pretty throat!"
She tasted his leaking fluid and she released half his cock. It gave her more room to use her tongue. She was frantically licking at his tiny slit, taking every bit of his jism into her mouth.
"Hot damn," he yelled. "I'm coming, baby. I'm coming. Take it all. Take every damned drop! Oh, you sweet cuntfuckingsuckerbitchhhhh!"
He exploded into her mouth with gobs of thick cum that coated her mouth. She couldn't have possibly swallowed it all but she tried. She was sobbing and gasping for breath when he released his fierce grip on her hair and his limp prick slipped wetly out of her mouth.
"God," he said softly.
He pulled her onto the bed with him and he kissed one of her big rosy nipples. He found it hard under the touch of his tongue and he realized that sucking him off had made her wet. She groaned softly as he moved his head from one big nipple to the other.
Her flesh tasted sweet and clean, and her nipples were alive throbbing things. He bit down on each of them gently, and then a little bit harder.
Her hands played with his cock and balls.
"You need it, don't you, baby?" he asked. "You get hot sucking dicks and you need a fat cock filling your cunt!"
She didn't answer but her body responded to him. He ran his hand lightly down her quivering belly and between her legs. Her downy fur was as soft as he imagined. Her plump cuntlips offered no resistance to his fingers. She was already wet.
"Ohhhh," she cried out softly as one of his fingers parted the lips of her cunt. He pushed his finger in deeper until he was feeling her cunt sucking at him.