Lynn came again, sparked by the knowledge that she was getting his hot cum. She bit his shoulder. She tasted his blood, and it drove her to another come to know that she had become such an animal.
The hot-assed wife vaguely heard the sounds of the city as she drifted down from her orgasm. Cars honked their horns and buses roared by. She was reminded of the reality of where she was by the heavy weight of the man on top of her.
"You can take me home, sir," she said, as if she had just stepped into his cab.
The man got up from her. He touched the bite on his shoulder. "You really go wild, don't you?" he smiled. He seemed to be proud of his painful souvenir.
Lynn laughed as he climbed back to the front to get into his clothes. She managed to find her things and put them on. Then, she sat back and enjoyed her ride home.
CHAPTER SIX
Brad still wasn't home when Lynn arrived back at the apartment. She began to get worried. Soon, her worry turned to anger. She was certain that her handsome husband was out with another woman.
The angry wife suddenly began to laugh. She wasn't able to control it. She felt ridiculous. What right did she have to be jealous after what she had just done in the back of the cab.
Still laughing to herself, Lynn undressed. She needed a hot shower after all that sweaty fucking.
The water felt wonderful. She soaped her tender tits. The sensitive nipples couldn't help but harden under her touch. She felt that familiar heat growing in her cunt.
"Lynn. You're a slut!" she laughed aloud as her hand moved down her flat stomach to touch her pussy.
The hot hole was still gooey with the taxi driver's cum. Lynn suddenly realized that she had never learned what the man's name was. He had dropped her off at the corner and she had paid him. It had been as simple as that.
Her life seemed to be filled with nameless men. At least her fucking-life was filled with strange men.
As her finger slowly probed her cunt, the wet wife wondered where her husband was. She had an image of him between another woman's legs. Surprisingly, the image didn't make her jealous. She even felt her cunt throb at the thought of Brad fucking another cunt.
Lynn squeezed one of her tits. She pinched her clit between her fingers as she examined her feelings toward Brad and another woman. The joker would really be on her if he was having an affair. Maybe that was why he fucked her so rarely.
She threw back her head and let the water spray against her face. The sharp sensations created by the water made her jugs ache. She rubbed her clit faster. The image of Brad fucking another woman wouldn't go away. Lynn tried to concentrate on other things. She tried to think of the man she had just fucked, but she couldn't seem to do it.
No matter what she thought about, the image of Brad with another woman kept entering her mind.
She tried to think about the man in the theater. Her mouth could almost taste his hot cock. It was no use. She could still see Brad's big cock as it fucked into another cunt.
The masturbating wife decided to relax and let her mind think what it wanted to. The first thing that came back into her mind was Brad, with a woman on her knees before him. The woman's mouth was stuffed with Brad's thick prick. Lynn almost moaned from the intense excitement the image generated in her mind. Her nipples burned. Her cunt seemed to gush twat-juice.
Lynn had to admit that the idea of Brad fucking someone else turned her on. She wondered where he was. Was his cock in another mouth? Was some woman on her hands and knees before him? Was he ramming his cock into her wet, hot snatch?
The excitement was too much for her. She stood on her toes as her come approached. The water pounded down on her trembling body.
"Oh, yessss!" she cried when it hit. "Yesssss! I want to come! Ooooohhhhh!"
Unable to stand, the coming woman fell back against the wall of the shower. She moaned and gasped as the explosion racked her body. All through the powerful blast she could see her husband's cock as it fucked a wet cunt.
She must have fainted somewhere during her come. She came back to her senses and found herself sitting on the floor of the shower. She thought she remembered her back sliding down the wet wall.
The drained wife remained on the floor of the shower for a long time. She let the water soothe her mind back to reality.
Her legs were weak as she stood and turned off the hot water. She felt freshened by the cool air when she stepped from the shower.
A sound which sounded faintly like the doorbell made her stop and listen.
The second time she heard it she knew that it was the doorbell. Quickly wrapping a towel around her wet hair, she grabbed a robe and ran to the door.
"Damn, honey!" Sheila said when Lynn opened the door. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get you out of the shower."
Lynn was happy to see her new friend.
"Don't be silly, Sheila!" she smiled. "Come in. I was finished with my shower. I just have to put same clothes on."
Sheila stepped into the apartment. She looked at Lynn's big tits, and at the way the wet nipples showed under the thin robe. "Maybe I should have come a little earlier," she pinned, "and then you would have really have a good reason to take a shower!"
Lynn giggled and thought of taking her robe off. Her cunt warmed when she remembered the way Sheila had eaten it. Since Brad could walk in at any moment, she knew it wasn't a wise idea.
"Would you like a drink?" Lynn asked.
"That's why I'm here to see you, darling," Sheila smiled. "I wanted to know if you would like to come down to my place far a drink. I also wanted you to meet Doug."
Lynn wasn't very comfortable about meeting the woman's husband. "Uh… are you sure you want me to meet him… I mean after…"
Sheila laughed and touched Lynn's shoulder. "My Doug is very moden about those things. You don't have to worry about him. He'll probably want a piece of you himself."
Lynn was curious about Sheila's husband. She found herself wondering what he was like. It might be a very interesting experience to be together with the couple.
"Just give me a moment to put something on, Sheila," Lynn said as she hurried to her bedroom.
The young wife chose something which would show off her luscious body. She pulled tight jeans over her hips and put on a thin blouse. She tied the blouse at the midriff. A bra didn't seem necessary.
"Wow!" Sheila grinned when the younger woman came back to the living room. "You're going to really knock my old man out with that outfit!"
Lynn laughed and opened the door.
"You're sure he doesn't mind what happened between us, Sheila?" Lynn asked again when they were at Sheila's door. She was feeling a little nervous about Doug's reaction to her.
Sheila put the key in the lock. "Didn't I tell you that Doug understands me? He would never try to tell me who I should eat, whether it's a man or a woman. You'll love him, darling."
"Doug!" the woman shouted when she led Lynn into the apartment. "I'm back, darling! Come on out and meet my new friend!"
A very large, handsome man walked into the living room.
"Hi!" he grinned, his eyes devouring Lynn's body. "I'm Doug."
Lynn accepted his big hand. She felt dwarfed by his bulk. Her cunt quivered when he held her small, soft hand in his big, strong one.
Sheila took her husband's other arm and squeezed it lovingly. "I've got myself a gorgeous big hunk of a man, haven't I, Lynn?" There was no jealousy in the woman's words. She was very proud of her husband.
Lynn let him hold her hand for a long time. She felt a long, hot thrill race through her body as he touched her. She hoped that she would soon bc fucking him. Her cunt twitched when she imagined how large his cock must be.
"Let me fix you girls a drink," Doug smiled. He let Lynn have her hand back.