Chapter 3<br /><br />At home, Adam was a model father who made sure that his children knew&nbsp;he was eager to share things with them, to listen to their problems and&nbsp;help work them out, rather than giving them pat solutions.<br />When their mother had been alive, the house had often rung with&nbsp;laughter, and Adam knew it was up to him to restore that as quickly as&nbsp;possible after her death. It wasn’t easy, but he worked at it; seeing&nbsp;what he was doing, the kids tried, too, so that it was not long before&nbsp;the family, the survivors of the old family unit, resumed a reasonably&nbsp;normal state as they picked up the threads together and went on with&nbsp;their lives.<br />The children didn’t question his nightly walks, taking his word for it&nbsp;that he liked a little solitude and exercise before going to bed.&nbsp;Frequently, they were not even aware of the walks since they were&nbsp;asleep before he left the house.<br />The house where Mary lived with her daughter and her dog wasn’t on his&nbsp;list, but Adam kept working new areas, constantly looking for new&nbsp;faces, new talent, something different and more exciting. He doubted,&nbsp;however, that he was ever going to find anything more exciting than his&nbsp;beautiful lesbians, whom he visited once or twice a week, not wanting&nbsp;to go more often for fear of spoiling it and making it boring.<br />Usually, if he were patient and waited long enough, they gave him a&nbsp;performance of some kind, but there were some nights when all they did&nbsp;was strip and get into bed. Even those nights were interesting enough&nbsp;since they both had beautiful bodies, but it was so much more thrilling&nbsp;when he watched one or both of them eating pussy and doing their other&nbsp;erotic things to entertain him while he perched on the fire escape.<br />It had been a dull evening, he had spotted a couple of women in bra and&nbsp;panties, but that was about all. If things were going to improve, he&nbsp;told himself, it was just about time for it since it was a bit after&nbsp;eleven, a good time for people to be going to bed, he knew from&nbsp;experience.<br />He was walking in the service lane behind Mary’s house, checking&nbsp;windows all around, when her light came on. He stopped, saw that she&nbsp;had a big dog with her; then he let out a little sigh as he saw her&nbsp;approach the window and knew she was going to close the drapes. He&nbsp;started to leave, then stopped on a hunch. He watched as Mary closed&nbsp;the drapes; then his heart gave a little leap as he noted the little&nbsp;triangle which had been left to permit a view into the room.<br />He cased the layout quickly. Since the dog was in the house, he didn’t&nbsp;have to worry about going into the garden, and the gate from the lane&nbsp;hung open. Walking softly, Adam hurried into the garden. Luck was with&nbsp;him, since below the window was a low stand of the type used for&nbsp;hanging clothes on a line.<br />Getting onto it, he found that the level was great, perfect, and the&nbsp;chink in the drapes provided him with a clear view of most of the room.&nbsp;All he had to do then was hope nobody spotted him there and called the&nbsp;cops, but it was a risk he was prepared to take.<br />Mary hadn’t begun undressing, he observed, and she was sitting on the&nbsp;bed, patting her dog and talking to him. She was an attractive woman,&nbsp;early thirties, he guessed. The hem of her dress was up a little, and&nbsp;he liked what he saw of her thighs. He liked, too, the way she filled&nbsp;the front of her dress, and he guessed that her tits would be big and&nbsp;quite firm, lovely to stare at while he played with his cock.<br />When Mary got up and reached to unfasten the top of her dress, Adam&nbsp;slowly unzipped his fly. When he took his cock out, it was hard. His&nbsp;practiced eye looked around the room for a nightie, and he was pleased&nbsp;at not seeing one.<br />Mary wore no slip, and as she pulled the dress over her head, he gazed&nbsp;excitedly at thighs which were even more beautiful than he had&nbsp;anticipated, a little on the big side, but beautifully firm-looking,&nbsp;smooth and hairless. Her tummy was just slightly rounded, just enough&nbsp;so that it didn’t look boyish, and her black nylon panties hugged her&nbsp;crotch excitingly. He hoped she wouldn’t take them off too quickly.<br />She went to fold her dress over the back of a chair, and he was&nbsp;delighted at the way she filled the seat of her panties. The panties&nbsp;were small and sheer so that he could see her shadowy crack. Generous&nbsp;portions of round, white cheek peeked around the tiny garment, and Adam&nbsp;felt his cock throbbing with desire.<br />As she turned to face him again, she said something to her dog while&nbsp;Adam feasted his eyes on the bulging cups of the black bra; then her&nbsp;hands went behind her back, and he held his breath as he awaited the&nbsp;unveiling of her big, promising tits.<br />When she took her bra off, Adam almost gasped aloud. He had seen tits&nbsp;that big before, but never that big and that firm. She looked like an&nbsp;overdeveloped teenager, and Adam looked at her face again to confirm&nbsp;that she was as old as he had first guessed. He told himself that she&nbsp;had to be at least thirty. He noticed, too, that her face was&nbsp;beautiful, not in any glamorous way, but the face of a woman with&nbsp;warmth and humor, yet it was a face, he saw, that had known unhappiness&nbsp;and perhaps still did.<br />Dropping the bra onto a chair, she stood before the mirror on her&nbsp;vanity and played with her boobs. It wasn’t, he observed, the casual&nbsp;rubbing of tits after taking a bra off; she was playing with herself,&nbsp;and there was a look of passion on her face, passion that was just&nbsp;beginning to build and had a long way to go before it peaked.<br />He sensed that he was going to see her strip naked and finger her cunt&nbsp;or fuck herself with a fake cock, and he trembled with arousal. He&nbsp;didn’t often catch a woman playing with herself, and he found it wildly&nbsp;thrilling when he did. This was going to be one of those very good&nbsp;ones, he told himself, a five-star special, perhaps.<br />After she had been playing with her tits for a while, Adam saw that her&nbsp;nipples were aroused and stuck out temptingly, long and hard and very&nbsp;suckable. Pausing to talk to the dog again, Mary rubbed a hand on the&nbsp;crotch of her panties, and Adam became positive that he was in for a&nbsp;beautiful performance of finger-fucking. For just a moment, he wondered&nbsp;if she were going to include the dog in her act, then told himself he&nbsp;was asking for too much. Things like that only happen in books, he told&nbsp;himself.<br />Mary went to pat the dog again, and then she stood with her back to the&nbsp;window. Again Adam felt his cock throbbing and his heart pounding as he&nbsp;stared at what her beautifully rounded, white buttcheeks did to her&nbsp;little black panties. There was no portion of the female anatomy Adam&nbsp;didn’t appreciate, but he had a special fondness for a lovely, firm,&nbsp;well-rounded ass, and she measured up magnificently, top of the scale,&nbsp;he decided; then he thought his heart or his cock would explode as Mary&nbsp;slowly pushed her panties down to bare that lovely ass. She did it&nbsp;unhurriedly and, beautiful as her big tits were, he was thankful that&nbsp;she had her back to him so that his eyes could feast on her magnificent&nbsp;big ass. Then she stepped out of the panties and tossed them onto the&nbsp;chair with her bra.<br />Normally, Adam was content to just watch a woman as she undressed, but&nbsp;there was something different in Mary’s case, something more than her&nbsp;luscious tits and butt. He was seized by an almost overpowering urge to&nbsp;smash through the window and grab her, but then he told himself that he&nbsp;was not a rapist. Even if he were, the big shepherd would make very&nbsp;short work of him and what the dog left would languish in jail for a&nbsp;long time.<br />Adam watch her sit on the edge of the bed and talk to the dog while she&nbsp;opened her legs, showing him a glimpse of her cunt; then she was&nbsp;playing with it, confirming his hunch that she was going to masturbate&nbsp;for him.<br />Adam stared, trembling, then trembled more violently as Mary fell back&nbsp;across the bed, her ass partly over the edge. She raised and parted her&nbsp;shapely legs, drawing them back over her and showing him her cunt. It,&nbsp;too, was beautiful, he decided at once; then it was partially covered&nbsp;by her hand as she stroked it while she talked to the dog who, Adam&nbsp;observed, remained seated, even though he stretched toward her as&nbsp;though he wanted to get at her.<br />Taking the hand out of her crotch after she had parted the lips of her&nbsp;cunt, she spoke to the dog, and he got up and hurried to her.<br />&quot;Jesus Christ,&quot; Adam gasped under his breath, &quot;she really does have him&nbsp;trained.&quot;<br />The dog went directly to Mary and began licking her cunt. King used his&nbsp;long tongue well, and Adam could see that by the expression on the&nbsp;woman’s face as the animal kept lapping her cunt. While he watched,&nbsp;Adam kept his hard cock in his hand, giving it a slow pull from time to&nbsp;time, being careful not to lose his load since he sensed that the show&nbsp;was far from finished.<br />And then he watched Mary climaxing, pushing the dog out of her crotch&nbsp;and rolling over on the bed, her plump ass jerking as the come really&nbsp;gripped her and held on strongly. Again he hungered to get his hands on&nbsp;those beautiful big buttcheeks, to be lying on her with his cock pushed&nbsp;into her tight hole.<br />She rested for only a short time, then she sat up and talked to the dog&nbsp;again. Adam was afraid she would hear the hammering of his heart as she&nbsp;dropped to the carpet on her hands and knees; he knew the dog was going&nbsp;to fuck her and he was going to watch.<br />He saw King’s prick slipping out of the sheath, red and wet-looking as&nbsp;he approached her arched ass; the dog paused, sniffed at her twat, then&nbsp;mounted her for his woman fuck. As he did, Adam gasped again at the&nbsp;sight of the animal’s cock. The sheath had rolled all the way back so&nbsp;that his balls were bared, and his cock looked as big as a man’s. As&nbsp;Mary turned to talk to the dog, urging him on, Adam saw her face; the&nbsp;smile she wore was beatific. In that moment, she was the most beautiful&nbsp;woman he had ever seen.<br />The animal’s cock jabbed the air a couple of times, then he rammed&nbsp;about three inches of it up her cunt and slowly worked the rest of it&nbsp;into her hole. Then he was busy fucking her, both dog and woman panting&nbsp;while, outside, Adam thought he would go out of his mind. He thought of&nbsp;how he hungered for the feel of her lovely cunt, yet while he was&nbsp;forced to remain outside, there was a dog fucking her. Adam decided it&nbsp;wasn’t fair to the human race and especially to him.<br />Adam couldn’t keep from jacking his cock as he watched. Then he saw the&nbsp;animal jerking as he shot his load into the cunt of the naked woman and&nbsp;Adam lost control, his jizz spurting against the wall of the house. It&nbsp;was a big charge and when he finished, he felt deliciously weak.<br />So did the dog, Adam thought with a smile as King pulled his cock out&nbsp;of Mary’s slit and curled up on the carpet, licking his dick, his&nbsp;interest in the woman obviously gone.<br />&quot;Crazy fucking dog,&quot; Adam said quietly to himself. &quot;If I’d just&nbsp;finished fucking that beauty, I’d go right on loving her up with my&nbsp;hands and my mouth.&quot;<br />He watched as Mary got up, got onto the bed and turned the light off;&nbsp;then he left, but not before he got her name and address from her&nbsp;mailbox. As he walked to his home, Adam vowed that he would get to know&nbsp;Mary and that they would be lovers. All he didn’t know was how he was&nbsp;going to arrange that.<br /><br /><br />Chapter 4<br /><br />Adam wrestled with his problem for two days and the greater part of two&nbsp;nights, yet he couldn’t come up with the solution he sought. He didn’t&nbsp;go walking those evenings, wasn’t interested in watching other women&nbsp;undressing for bed, wasn’t interested even in his two beautiful&nbsp;lesbians. The only thing on which his mind would dwell was the&nbsp;beautiful, exciting woman with the dog and how he was going to arrange&nbsp;to meet her.<br />Phoning her was out of the question, Adam reasoned. Before he could&nbsp;begin his approach, she would hang up on him. Over and over again he&nbsp;told himself that a letter was the only approach. Though he didn’t like&nbsp;the idea, he finally faced the fact that there were no alternatives, so&nbsp;he spent an entire evening writing, throwing away, changing and writing&nbsp;some more.<br />It was after midnight when he finished and as he reread his letter, he&nbsp;still wasn’t sure it was right.<br />He began the letter by telling of the tragic loss of his wife and went&nbsp;on to tell how, after a long period during which masturbation was his&nbsp;only sexual outlet, he accidentally became a peeping Tom. He told her&nbsp;how he had tried to fight it, realizing the danger it involved, but&nbsp;that he hadn’t had the strength to stop.<br />Then came the really tough part where he told her what he had seen when&nbsp;he peeped into her window that night. He didn’t dwell on details,&nbsp;saying just enough so that she would know what he had observed–the&nbsp;lapping and the fucking King had given her. He told, too, that in his&nbsp;wild arousal and jealousy of the dog, he had jacked off outside her&nbsp;window.<br />Much of the letter was an impassioned plea for her to agree to see him,&nbsp;pointing out that he was a loner, an unhappy lonesome man, and that he&nbsp;sensed it was a problem they shared, that in getting to know each&nbsp;other, in talking of their problems and of life, they could, hopefully,&nbsp;build a new life for themselves, one which would be full and rich and&nbsp;rewarding. If not, he pointed out, at least they would have discussed&nbsp;their problems and perhaps even that would be helpful to both. After&nbsp;much debate with himself, he mailed the letter on Friday evening,&nbsp;knowing she would receive it on Monday. He hadn’t signed the letter,&nbsp;for obvious reasons, but he promised he would phone her on Monday for&nbsp;her answer.<br />On Monday morning, at ten o’clock, Adam went to a quiet restaurant&nbsp;where there was a phone booth in the back, and his hand trembled as he&nbsp;fed a dime into the slot and dialed her number.<br />He heard nervousness in her voice when he told her he was the writer of&nbsp;the letter and begged her not to hang up. She told him she wouldn’t.<br />Nervously, she told him of her terrible humiliation at his having&nbsp;caught her with her guilty secret. Then he reminded her that he had&nbsp;confessed his guilty secret to her in the letter, so that they were&nbsp;even.<br />Both were trying, and gradually much of the nervousness passed so that&nbsp;they were able to talk a little more easily. Then they agreed that he&nbsp;would go to visit her at ten-thirty.<br />&quot;You’re sure you’re not afraid to have me in your house alone?&quot; he&nbsp;asked considerately. &quot;We could meet in some public place, a park for&nbsp;instance.&quot;<br />&quot;No, I’m not afraid. Something in your voice and in the tone of your&nbsp;letter tells me I won’t be in any danger with you.&quot;<br />There was a florist shop next to the restaurant, and Adam bought a&nbsp;dozen beautiful red roses which he earned as he got out of his car in&nbsp;front of her house and turned up the walk. Mary had seen him coming and&nbsp;opened the door before he could ring the bell. She was pleased to see a&nbsp;handsome, well-dressed, clean-cut man, with just a few traces of gray&nbsp;hair around his temples, but she couldn’t keep from blushing, and she&nbsp;apologized for it, stammering a little.<br />&quot;I’m nervous, too,&quot; he told her, &quot;and you blush far more beautifully&nbsp;than these roses,&quot; he added as he gave her the bouquet. Her hands&nbsp;trembled as she took it and thanked him, then led him into the living&nbsp;room where a coffee service had been set up.<br />Conversation was difficult in the beginning, and Adam saw that it was&nbsp;up to him to get things started. He repeated much of what he had told&nbsp;her in the letter; that helped loosen her up so that she was able to&nbsp;talk about the emptiness of her own life, her bad marriage, starvation&nbsp;for sex and finally, how by accident she had learned that, in a&nbsp;forbidden manner, her dog could serve her needs much better than her&nbsp;husband had.<br />&quot;It’s all right while it’s happening and for a while after,&quot; Mary told&nbsp;him, &quot;but then comes the shame. I have cruel little voices in my head,&nbsp;telling me I’m no longer a woman, that no man would want me and that&nbsp;I’m only good enough for dogs,&quot; she said, and Adam saw tears welling up&nbsp;in her eyes.<br />&quot;Don’t talk like that,&quot; he scolded. &quot;I know what you mean. I hear&nbsp;voices, too, after I’ve peeped at other people making love while I was&nbsp;jerking off like a little boy. It can’t be worse for you than it is for&nbsp;me. That’s why I’m convinced we’re each other’s only hope.&quot;<br />They talked on for more than an hour, then reached the stage where they&nbsp;were discussing various sexual acts. There was a different kind of&nbsp;nervousness then, a strongly sexual one. As their conversation became&nbsp;more intimate, the feeling grew in both of them until it was straight&nbsp;sexual arousal and both knew it.<br />When he asked if he might sit beside her on the couch, she nodded and&nbsp;gave him a nervous smile. Seeing that she was trembling as he sat, Adam&nbsp;put an arm around her waist, felt the firmness of her flesh. Then his&nbsp;mouth was on hers, and they were kissing in passionate abandon. It was&nbsp;obvious that they would be screwing in just a little while, and Adam&nbsp;couldn’t believe his good fortune.<br />Still, not wanting to make even one blunder, he kept his hands off her&nbsp;thighs and tits until she took one hand and guided it to a nyloned&nbsp;thigh, just above her knee. They were kissing at the time, and as his&nbsp;tongue played with hers, his hand squeezed and rubbed up the sheer&nbsp;nylon until it was on the skin of a luscious thigh and Adam and Mary&nbsp;were sighing into each other’s mouths.<br />&quot;We don’t need to wait any longer, Adam,&quot; Mary told him after the kiss,&nbsp;while his hand on her thigh triggered electric sensations for both of&nbsp;them. &quot;Take me to my bed now. Strip me naked and we’ll make love. I&nbsp;know it’s going to be so good. I’ll try to be good for you, too.&quot;<br />&quot;I want that, Mary, more than I want life,&quot; Adam told her. Then they&nbsp;were walking hand in hand to her bedroom where she bent over the bed,&nbsp;displaying her lush thighs as she drew the covers back.<br />As she did, Adam began undressing. He did it fast, and by the time she&nbsp;had removed her dress, he was naked, his cock looking big and proud and&nbsp;beautiful in erection. Mary let out little squeal as she looked at it&nbsp;and thought of how good his prick would feel in her hot, churning cunt.<br />She reached to unhook her bra, but Adam caught her hands and told her&nbsp;he would do it. Before doing so, he fondled the cups of her bra,&nbsp;telling her what lovely tits she had and how firm and youthful they&nbsp;were; then he took her in his arms again and while they kissed, he&nbsp;rubbed his hands down her silken-smooth back to feel the luscious big&nbsp;buttcheeks he lusted for. She loved the way he fondled her and the way&nbsp;his hard prick throbbed against her belly.<br />As their kiss ended, Adam slipped the hooks of her bra. Then he stepped&nbsp;back with the garment in his hands, staring hotly at her lovely, naked&nbsp;tits while Mary panted with lust, surprised that she felt proud of her&nbsp;body, more proud than nervous at baring it to this stranger, this&nbsp;beautiful, romantic man.<br />&quot;I still can’t believe that breasts can be so beautiful, so big, so&nbsp;firm,&quot; he told Mary as he held a boob in each hand and fondled gently.<br />&quot;With you, I want to call them tits. I want to hear and use all the sex&nbsp;words. Do you mind?&quot; sheasked.<br />&quot;Mind? Far from it. I’m going to suck these luscious tits, darling. I’m&nbsp;also going to suck your lovely cunt and make you come with my tongue,&nbsp;but I’m going to suck and kiss and lick a lot of other places as well.&nbsp;We’re going to go wild, Mary, and it’ll be hours before we come back to&nbsp;earth.&quot;<br />&quot;Oh yes, Adam, yes, and you’ll fuck me with that big, beautiful, hard&nbsp;cock I feel against my belly. I want to feel that lovely cock inside my&nbsp;hot cunt. Do you really want to fuck me, Adam? Do you want to put your&nbsp;cock in my cunt and fuck me?&quot; she repeated, loving the sound of the&nbsp;words.<br />&quot;I want to fuck you more than I want to breathe,&quot; Adam told her. Then&nbsp;he was kissing her mouth again and her big, bare tits were mashed&nbsp;against his chest. Both his hands clutched her satiny asscheeks as they&nbsp;shared saliva.<br />&quot;Aren’t you going to take my panties off?&quot; she asked as he eased her&nbsp;down onto the bed and loomed above her.<br />&quot;You can be sure of that, darling,&quot; he told her, &quot;in a little while.&nbsp;There are so many things to do first. I intend to make the unveiling of&nbsp;your beautiful ass a very special event.&quot;<br />Mary accepted that with a sigh; then she was sighing more loudly as&nbsp;Adam fondled and sucked her tits in a way they had never been sucked&nbsp;and fondled before. While he sucked one luscious boob, he fondled them&nbsp;both. His ardent touches drove her farther into the throes of lust.<br />After he had been sucking her second tit awhile, she felt one of his&nbsp;hands rubbing down her tummy, and she opened her legs wide to make a&nbsp;path for it. Adam’s hand followed the path right down into her crotch,&nbsp;and he felt the warmth of her soft, tender cunt through sheer nylon,&nbsp;his rubbing hand providing a maddening thrill for her as he continued&nbsp;to suck the silken jug which she pressed up at him, sighing and panting&nbsp;and moaning with desire.<br />&quot;Oh, Adam, my panties are all wet in the crotch and my cunt is so hot&nbsp;and juicy for you,&quot; Mary said, her behind squirming on the sheet.<br />&quot;Then I guess I’ll just have to do something about it, won’t I?&quot; he&nbsp;said as he raised his face from her tit and licked his lips. &quot;I think&nbsp;I’m going to love the taste of your wet panties. Open your legs nice&nbsp;and wide, Mary.&quot;<br />&quot;You’re going to … to suck my panties?&quot;<br />&quot;Yes, darling. I’m going to have a nice taste of nylon-filtered cunt,&nbsp;and then I’ll take your panties off and suck and lick your hot, juicy&nbsp;twat until you can’t stand another come. I’ll probably suck for at&nbsp;least an hour.&quot;<br />All Mary could do was moan with passion; then she cried out more loudly&nbsp;as his face went into her crotch, brushed an inner thigh, and then he&nbsp;was sucking and lightly chewing on the wet crotch of her panties,&nbsp;rocketing her to a new plateau of passion, one she had never before&nbsp;achieved.<br />As he sucked, Adam worked his hands under her, and she raised her ass&nbsp;to help. He fondled her lush, smooth buttcheeks while he went on&nbsp;sucking and slurping in her crotch, making her panties very wet and&nbsp;adding to the searing heat of her cunt.<br />Abandoning herself totally to him, Mary was sure than no woman in&nbsp;history had ever been as well loved, then reminded herself that they&nbsp;were only getting started, that she still had her panties on, wet&nbsp;though they were, and that the actual cunt-lapping and fucking was yet&nbsp;to come. She wondered if her heart could stand it all, wondered if it&nbsp;were possible to die of too much joy, but the thought didn’t bother her&nbsp;at all; then she gasped as she realized that, despite the fact that her&nbsp;panties were still on, she was right on the verge of coming.<br />She opened her mouth to pant the words to her lover, but she didn’t&nbsp;make it. Instead of words, she emitted a series of groans and high-pitched wails, and her body jerked through an orgasm that was as&nbsp;magnificent as any she had ever known, better than any, she decided as&nbsp;the delicious waves kept sweeping over her while Adam kept his face&nbsp;pressed into the warmth of her wet crotch, inhaling deeply, his hands&nbsp;holding the cheeks of her ass firmly.<br />&quot;Oh, Adam,&quot; she sighed, &quot;I’ve never had a come with my panties on in my&nbsp;life. You work miracles.&quot;<br />&quot;There are going to be a lot of miracles, darling,&quot; he told her, &quot;and a&nbsp;lot of comes. Lie face down now so I can unveil that work of art you&nbsp;carry in your panties.&quot;<br />Sighing, her eyes shining, Mary turned over and lay face down as his&nbsp;hands went to her buttcheeks which were only partially covered by her&nbsp;panties. As he played there, she thought of how she had always&nbsp;considered her ass too big and had never dreamed that one day a man&nbsp;would call it a work of art and would handle it as though he meant what&nbsp;he said. When he bent to kiss and lick bare skin around the cuffs of&nbsp;her panties, Mary groaned deeply. She had never been kissed there and&nbsp;wondered how she had been able to live without it, or would be able to&nbsp;in the future if things turned out that way.<br />And then she felt him beginning to peel her panties down and tried to&nbsp;raise a little to help him. He lowered them until two inches of the top&nbsp;of her crack showed. He paused and pressed his lips there in a&nbsp;thrilling kiss. Before taking his mouth away, he licked the top of her&nbsp;crack and made it excitingly wet, then he went back to peeling her&nbsp;panties down, his voice breaking as he told her over and over how&nbsp;beautiful she was.<br />Her wet panties were caught in her crotch, but he freed them with the&nbsp;same gentle touch, then took them down her legs and off. Telling her to&nbsp;look, Adam untangled her panties, found the wet crotch and put it in&nbsp;his mouth. Mary trembled as she saw and heard him sucking juice from&nbsp;the nylon, the thrill so great she thought she would faint. Then he&nbsp;kissed the wet crotch of the garment and dropped it onto the chair.<br />Returning to the bed, he knelt up beside her and gazed lovingly at the&nbsp;perfect rounds of her ass. Then he crouched beside her and settled down&nbsp;to play with them, using his hands and his lips and his tongue as she&nbsp;squirmed, sighed and panted and rubbed her bushy cunt mound on the&nbsp;sheet.<br />From time to time, his lips would leave a cheek and his hands would&nbsp;pull the firm mounds apart; then his face was between them and he was&nbsp;licking deeply, wetly in her crack, the tip of his tongue playing&nbsp;teasing games with her bung, her groans becoming a little louder as he&nbsp;tickled her asshole.<br />&quot;Is your pretty pussy ready for another come now?&quot; he asked. When she&nbsp;told him it was more than ready, he had her turn over, bending her&nbsp;knees up and moving them wide apart as he stared into her crotch where&nbsp;he saw a cunt that was truly beautiful.<br />&quot;But don’t all cunts look the same?&quot; Mary asked.<br />&quot;Not by any means. I’ve seen cunts that were so-so, others that were&nbsp;positively ugly. A truly pretty cunt is quite unusual, and you have a&nbsp;beautiful one to look at and to touch and to suck and to fuck. I plan&nbsp;to do all of those things to it, if you’ll allow me.&quot;<br />&quot;Allow you? Oh, you wonderful, crazy man. I’ll die if you don’t. I’ve&nbsp;never been treated this way, never responded to any man like this.&quot;<br />While she talked, one of his hands was stroking a silken inner thigh,&nbsp;finding it firm, firmer than he would have expected. The hand moved&nbsp;higher, the tips of his fingers brushing the tender lips of an&nbsp;obviously hot cunt. She moaned again as his hand covered the moist&nbsp;twat, pressed warmly over it, then began to rub tenderly.<br />Telling her he had to shake hands with her cunt, he parted the pussy-lips, stroking gently between them with the same loving touch. Slowly&nbsp;he worked a long, gentle finger into her slit and felt her tremble, saw&nbsp;beads of sweat standing out on her naked body as the finger worked in&nbsp;and out and she told him it was better than any cock she had ever felt&nbsp;in her snatch.<br />While a hand rubbed over her smooth tummy, Adam went on diddling her&nbsp;twat for a while, then brought his finger higher until the tip of it&nbsp;found her clit and made her body jerk strongly.<br />Whispering softly to Mary, he went on stroking her clit lightly until&nbsp;he saw passion contort her face. She cried out as an almost unbearable&nbsp;orgasm claimed her and swept her away. Removing his finger from her&nbsp;slit, he pressed his hand warmly on her cunt and held it there until&nbsp;the spasms finally weakened and then passed. When she was able to talk&nbsp;again, Mary told him with awe that it had been the most magnificent&nbsp;come she had ever known. He smiled as he promised her more and better&nbsp;ones, a promise she felt was impossible for him to keep.<br />Lying close to her, Adam began kissing her thighs and tummy and hips,&nbsp;using his hands as well as his lips and bringing her quickly up again,&nbsp;hot and trembling as she sensed that this time his mouth would find its&nbsp;way to her cunt. In her aroused state, she felt sure it wouldn’t take&nbsp;much muff-diving to make her have another come<br />He worked slowly, ardently, and then she felt warm, moist breath in her&nbsp;crotch. Mary wanted to tell him to hurry, to get his mouth right on her&nbsp;cunt, but all that came out was another groan. It was followed by a&nbsp;loud, quavering cry as his tongue licked slowly over her twat. She&nbsp;heard a muffled groan from her crotch, felt an unbelievably exciting&nbsp;kiss on her gash, and then he was sucking her cunt while his hands held&nbsp;and rubbed her hips and thighs. Mary knew she was going to fly over the&nbsp;rainbow again.<br />As Adam sucked her cunt and she moaned, Mary found it impossible to&nbsp;believe that just one mouth and one cunt could combine to produce such&nbsp;fantastic sensations. But there was an even greater sensation to come,&nbsp;and it happened when his tongue came into play and he began lapping her&nbsp;open cunt.<br />His tongue probed deeply, into her hot, juicy box. It lashed inside her&nbsp;snatch, and Mary told herself that his tongue must be more than just a&nbsp;tongue and that what he was doing to her had to be more than just cunt-lapping. He was not just a man, she decided, but a god or perhaps a&nbsp;devil.<br />Mary felt him shifting his position subtly. Her cry filled the room as&nbsp;his tongue found her clit, found it and did such wildly wonderful&nbsp;things to it that she feared her cries would be heard blocks away. But&nbsp;she didn’t care, didn’t care about anything except the erotic magic he&nbsp;was working in her cunt and throughout her entire being as he licked on&nbsp;and on until climax struck. Mary knew it was going to surpass even the&nbsp;previous ones, so she stuffed a hand into her mouth and bit down to&nbsp;stifle the cries she felt fighting for escape from her throat.<br />Her hunch about the intensity of the come proved very right. While the&nbsp;waves kept crashing over her, Mary kept his face trapped in her crotch,&nbsp;her thighs rubbing it as her legs scissored and her body jerked as&nbsp;though in electric shock. Finally it passed. Mary felt such a glow of&nbsp;warmth and contentment and ecstasy that she didn’t even try to describe&nbsp;it to her lover, knew she couldn’t even begin to try, but later, when&nbsp;he raised his sweating face from her silken crotch, he read all her&nbsp;thoughts in her eyes.<br />&quot;My God, Adam my darling,&quot; she said as she found his hard, throbbing&nbsp;dick and squeezed it, &quot;it must be time to do something about this&nbsp;beautiful cock. Such a long time it’s been hard. Isn’t it hurting you?&quot;<br />&quot;Now that you mention it,&quot; he told her with a warm smile, &quot;it would&nbsp;feel a whole lot better buried in that beautiful cunt of yours. Does&nbsp;your cunt feel wet enough to take a stiff prick?&quot;<br />&quot;You wonderful, crazy lover. My cunt feels wet enough for a marathon&nbsp;swim. Fuck me, my darling lover. Fuck me now and shoot all your cream&nbsp;into me and make my cunt even wetter. I can already feel juice&nbsp;trickling into the crack of my ass, but I want to be wet with your&nbsp;cream.&quot;<br />Reaching between her parted legs, Adam patted and rubbed her wet twat,&nbsp;then used the tip of a finger to follow the wet trail down between the&nbsp;lower slopes of the big, silken asscheeks. For a little while, he&nbsp;played in her wet crack; then she saw him moving up over her. Her eyes&nbsp;went wide with delight. She held out her arms to welcome his body onto&nbsp;hers, his cock into her hot, wet cunt for what she knew was going to be&nbsp;the greatest fuck of her life.<br />&quot;You’re beautiful to begin with, my darling,&quot; he told her as he knelt&nbsp;between her legs and stared at her, &quot;but you’re especially beautiful&nbsp;when you’re horny. What a sweet, beautiful fuck this is going to be. I&nbsp;only hope I can make it last long enough so that you can have a big&nbsp;come with my prick inside you.&quot;<br />&quot;Another come would kill me,&quot; Mary told him and sighed, &quot;but I don’t&nbsp;care if it does. I’m so happy, I can’t stand it. I think it would be&nbsp;nice to die this way.&quot;<br />Telling her that it would be even nicer to live that way, he lowered&nbsp;himself gently onto her, being careful not to hurt her. Mary felt his&nbsp;cock probing her crotch. It found her cunt, and the cockhead rubbed her&nbsp;gash for a few seconds; then she was moaning and he was panting as he&nbsp;slowly pushed his rod between the soft pussy-lips and slowly worked it&nbsp;up her cunt in a series of short, very gentle strokes, until it was&nbsp;totally buried in her hole. She wrapped her arms tightly around him,&nbsp;telling him she would never let go and that he would have to spend the&nbsp;rest of his life lying on her body with his prick buried in her cunt.<br />For a little while, he lay with his full weight on her. They both felt&nbsp;his cock throbbing in the tight warmth of her juicy cunt; then he was&nbsp;ready to give her the fuck they both wanted, but when he tried to get&nbsp;his weight off her, her arms tightened around him.<br />&quot;Be heavy on me,&quot; she panted. &quot;Be rough. Fuck me hard, my darling&nbsp;lover. Make me know you’re fucking me.&quot;<br />Adam had wanted to be gentle, but since it was not the way she wanted&nbsp;it, he decided to really pound the meat to her. He was heavy on her&nbsp;body and he rode her roughly, his cock stabbing and jabbing strongly,&nbsp;making her pant and grunt. The next time he screwed her, he vowed&nbsp;silently, he would do it gently, but this was one rough fuck that both&nbsp;she and he would remember.<br />Adam knew he wasn’t going to be able to make their fuck last very long,&nbsp;but then he sensed that she was almost ready to climax again. Mary&nbsp;panted confirmation of that, asked him to fuck hard, and then her arms&nbsp;and legs were wrapped tightly around his body and she was crying out&nbsp;and jerking in yet another magnificent orgasm.<br />Adam waited until it had passed, smiled down into her face, then broke&nbsp;the grip of her arms and took his weight off her body, supporting it on&nbsp;his hands. When he started fucking Mary again, he did it slowly and she&nbsp;loved it, sighing and telling him that she had never been fucked so&nbsp;gently and beautifully. He surprised himself by making the slow fuck&nbsp;last a long time. Then his balls flashed the signal that it was time to&nbsp;come.<br />Lowering his body onto her again, he gave her a few more long strokes&nbsp;of stiff cock. Then she was holding his jerking body strongly as he&nbsp;fired his hot load into her greedily sucking cunt.<br />&quot;Yes, baby, yes,&quot; she whispered as spurt after spurt of jizz shot into&nbsp;her hole. &quot;Give it all to me. Shoot it in my cunt, darling. Yes … yes&nbsp;… yes,&quot; she cooed until he was finished and, with a deep sigh, he&nbsp;became just a little heavier on her. But his tired body was a beautiful&nbsp;burden for Mary, and she didn’t want to part with it, ever.<br />They lay for a little while, resting. Then they got up and walked into&nbsp;the kitchen, her garter belt and nylons the only clothing in sight.&nbsp;Mary produced a bottle of whiskey, and they drank a toast to the&nbsp;miracle they had found.<br />At one point, Adam had his back turned to her. When he turned to look&nbsp;at her, he saw tears in her eyes. Putting his drink down, he took her&nbsp;in his arms and asked about them.<br />&quot;I’m so afraid, Adam. It was so beautiful. It was like I was just born&nbsp;again. I don’t want it to be just a one-time thing. I couldn’t stand&nbsp;that.&quot;<br />&quot;You sweet, darling dumb-dumb,&quot; he said, laughing as he gave her a&nbsp;smack on one cheek of her ass. &quot;I feel exactly the way you do, and as&nbsp;far as I’m concerned, this is just the beginning of our life together.&quot;<br />They kissed, and then Mary felt better. There were still tears in her&nbsp;eyes, but she told him that they were happy tears and he understood.