"Put it in! Put it in!" Lynn shouted impatiently as he reached down to guide his shaft.
"So you want to be fucked!" Brad spat. "Well, baby. I'm going to fuck you! If you want to be treated like a whore, then that's how I'm going to treat you!"
"Yesss!" Lynn moaned. That was exactly what she wanted. She reached up to pull at his shoulders, trying to pull him down into her.
Brad put the tip of his thick cock between her wet twat-lips. He shoved as hard as he could.
"Fuuuuccckkkk!" Lynn screamed deliriously. The brutal plunge was pure ecstasy to her. Her cock-hungry pussy could take anything he could give her. She bucked her hot ass up to take more. The harder Brad plunged, the more she wanted.
Brad was determined to subdue his aggressive wife. He pumped her boiling cunt furiously. He drove his cock into her until his balls hurt from slapping against her ass. But nothing he did could make her stop screaming for more. He wondered if he was married to a masochist.
Lynn was experiencing wonderful sensations. It was an exciting contrast to the gentleness she had felt earlier with Sheila. The other woman had warmed her up for the hard pounding she was not getting.
"Harder! Damn you! Fuck harder! You can fuck harder than that!" Lynn screamed at her husband. "I want it harder!" She grabbed his pumping ass and held on.
Brad tried to fuck her harder, but he was already giving it everything he had. Fortunately for Lynn, it was enough to make her come.
"Fuuuccckkk meeee!" she cried when she felt it happening. "Harder! Deeper! I'm coming! Hurt meee! Hard! You big fucker! Ram that big cock in my cunt! Harderrrrr! Arrrgghhhh!"
Brad was certain that his heart was going to stop. He didn't see how he would be able to keep up with his wild, thrashing wife. Somehow, he managed to keep fucking while she rode out her come.
The fucking husband's cum shot from his cock in huge spurts. "Gggggghhhh! Unnnnhhh!" was all that he was able to groan as his dick blasted.
"Give it to me! Give it to me!" Lynn pleaded when she felt the thick jizz hit her cunt-walls. She was still riding the crest of her multiple come.
The wild wife scratched his ass with her nails in her mindless attempt to draw out every bit of pleasure he was giving her. Her cunt shoved up against him long after she had stopped coming.
Brad relaxed on top of her. She held him tightly. Her lips gently nibbled on his ear. She could never remember being so contented.
It was the happiest moment of her maniage.
CHAPTER FIVE
Brad Walker straightened his desk up. He arranged everything the same way he always did. It was a ritual for him. At the end of each working day, he made sure that his desk would be ready for his work the following morning.
"Damn!" the irritated man cursed, throwing a pencil against the wall of his office. It had suddenly occurred to him that his entire life was a routine. He had a compulsion to do everything precisely. His life seemed to be nothing but a relentless drive for success. He allowed little time for pleasure.
His cock twitched when he thought about the wild fuck with Lynn the past weekend. He almost felt guilty about experiencing so much pleasure.
Leaning back in his chair, Brad forgot about going home for the day. He thought for a long time. He thought about his marriage. He wondered if he was the right man for Lynn. She seemed so adventurous, always wanted to do things. He was a stay-at-home type, and he doubted that he would ever change.
"Aren't you going home, Mr. Walker?"
Brad jerked his head up. Mary, one of the young secretaries in his company, was standing at his door.
"I think I'll stay for a while, Mary," he smiled, his eyes lingering on the pretty blonde's big boobs.
"You work too hard, Mr. Walker," Mary said, stepping into the office. "You should take it easy. A man as young as you should be enjoying life."
Brad was almost amused that a twenty-year-old gril was giving him advice. He knew that she was sincere, though. He thought that she had shown particular interest in him in the past, but he passed it off as a mild crush. He did have to admit that she was a very sexy young woman.
"I appreciate your concern, Mary," he smiled, "but I assure you that I am enjoying my life."
Mary moved closer to his desk. He could see the points of her nipples under her sweater.
"Well…" she said, fuckering her lips in an attempt to appear seductive, "…you certainly don't act like a man who is enjoying himself."
She had succeeded in hurting his pride. He knew that he didn't have to defend his way of living, but he was uncomfortable with how close she had come to the truth.
"Why don't I look as if I'm enjoying myself, Mary?" he asked, trying to be nonchalant.
Mary gave him a sweet smile. "You just don't look like a man who… who gets laid much," she said, her blue eyes looking into his for a reaction.
Brad wasn't prepared for her answer. He squirmed uncomfortably in his chair. His balls tingled. Was the pretty, big-titted girl really coming on to him?
Mary smiled at his flustered reaction. "I guess you think I'm too honest, Mr. Walker… but I've been wanting to fuck you since the first day I saw you. I knew that you would never ask me… so I'm telling you how I feel."
Brad gulped down the lump in his throat. "Mary… I… uh…"
"I know men aren't used to women making the first move, but I like to fuck, and you look like a good fuck to me," the bold girl said, her big jugs pushing out against her sweater as she leaned over the desk.
Brad stared at her tits. He was red in the face, and beginning to get excited. His cock was growing inside his pants.
"Uh… Please lower your voice, Mary. Someone else might hear you," he whispered, glancing at the door.
"Don't worry, Mr. Walker," the girl smiled smugly. "I already checked, and everybody else went home."
"You mean you… you knew we're here alone, and you just decided to walk into my office and proposition me!" Brad asked.
"Don't use such an old-fashioned word, Mr. Walker. I simply am horny… and, since I didn't have any plans for tonight… and you were so handy… well…" she shrugged and smiled.
"You're a lovely young woman, Mary," Brad began uncomfortably, "but… but…"
"But what?" Mary smirked. "Come on Mr. Walker! You know you want to put your cock in me. I've seen the way you look at my ass when I bend over to look in the files. And I've seen you staring at my tits when I hand [missing text]. I admit that you have a nice body, Mary…"
Mary was irritated by his light compliment. "Nice! It's better than just nice!" she shot back. "I'll show you what you've been missing!"
Before Brad could speak, Mary began to pull her sweater over her head.
"Wait till you see my tits!" she rasped, throwing the sweater away, and reaching behind her back to release her bra.
Brad didn't say anything. He didn't try very hard to stop the wild girl.
Mary quickly undid the pink bra. Her big boobs sprang free. Brad held his breath. The white mounds were gorgeous. The cherry nipples were stiff. He felt an impulse to suck them into his mouth.
Mary didn't stop there. "I've got a cunt, too, Mr. Walker! I want you to see it!"
The girl walked around to his side of the desk so he could watch her take the skirt off. She smiled at him as she pushed the skirt down over her hips.
Brad was astonished. She stepped out of the skirt and stood a few feet away. She now wore only panties and a pair of high heels.
Mary smiled with pride, and she had reason to be proud of her body. Her hands went up to teasingly cup her big jugs as she enjoyed his reaction.
Brad knew he was going to fuck her. He waited as she stopped squeezing her tits, and removed her pink panties.
"I think I'll leave these on," Mary grinned, looking down at her shoes. "I realiy enjoy fucking with just my high heels on."