Terri woke up abruptly and instinctively spread out the right arm towards her husband's side of the bed only to find him missing. She rubbed her eyes and a quick glance at the alarm clock revealed the time: 08:12 am. The thought that her husband would probably be taking his daily shower brought a naughty smile on her face. She imagined him standing naked under the running water, shampooing gracefully his curly black hair, with his hairy balls hanging heavily between the thighs and his fully erected 9-inch fat member lazily swinging left and right, following the movements of the body.
Terri licked slowly her upper lip and slid her hands between her closed thighs. She kicked the sheet away and spread her legs apart, touching the mattress with the knees and joining the heels. With closed eyes she gathered her short night-dress around the waist and began to run slowly her hands along the inner thighs, fondling and massaging her sensitive milky flesh with delicate lingering movements.
A soft moan escaped her sealed lips when she passed the tips of her fingers over the fabric of her already wet cotton pants. Her swollen labia were too sensitive and immediately a shivering wave of sweet pleasure crossed her spine. She tugged the pants to the side, exposing her juicy flower to the air, and her agile fingers began to stir and rub the jelly folds impatiently. After a while, she brought her hand close to her mouth and licked clean the fingertips, savoring the taste of her own nectar.
It didn't take too long to plunge two united fingers inside her pussy and without further delay she started ramming her burning hole very fast, burying them all the way up to the base. After a minute of intense fingering she passed the left hand underneath the pelvis and inserted the middle finger deep inside her dry anus, although with some difficulty; then she began impaling herself on it like a desperate nympho, slamming violently the ass on the mattress, filling the room with ecstatic moans... but... something was missing... something was wrong... She didn't just want to cum so plainly like a sex starved teen- after all, why had she married John in the first place?
Terri and John, both white, were married for more than 15 years, they had no kids, and sex had always been good and intense but unimaginative to say the least. John was rather an old-fashioned guy who would go down on her only when he was drunk enough and eventually, his clumsiness and ignorance would result to his screwing things up. Although he lacked imagination and creativity, his amazing endurance would make up for anything else - he could easily cum twice in a row and be able to continue for more.
John was 46 years old, 6' 2'' tall and weighed 198 pounds. A receding line of curly black hair covered the middle of his head, his gentle eyes had a magnificent pale green color and the features of the face were rather noble, while the nose was thick and a bit hooked - he had broken it a few times, while boxing, when he was young. His torso was broad and the hands long and muscular. Additional pounds had made their appearance on his belly and butt due to many years of 'easy living' but the legs were sturdy and strong.
Terri was 39 years old, 5'2'' tall and weighed 112 pounds. Her face was oval and she had large crystal-clear blue eyes, a petite upturned nose and a rather large mouth framed by a pair of delicious inflated lips. The hair was black and straight, cut short in a Cleopatra-like style. Her figure was full with nice round 36 C-tits adorned with large pinkish nipples, wide hips, a cute chubby but firm ass, shapely calves and a well trimmed mound between her milky thighs.
The most amazing feature of her husband that always turned her on was the thick hair which covered almost every inch of his body. He had hair around the neck, on his shoulders, back, butt... everywhere! Every time he made love to her she closed the eyes and imagined that was being rapped by a black savage; other times imagined him being a Neanderthal or an ape-man or whatever. She had only to hang on tight, by locking the calves around his waist and plunging her sharp nails deep into his hairy back, and let him nailing her willing vulva for hours. Even the rubbing of her engorged nipples on his coarse chest-hair, during the sexual intercourse, could alone bring her orgasm instantly.
She would never tell him how bad she wanted to feel his thick dick deep inside her musky asshole because she didn't want him to think that she was some kind of slut - if only she could ask this 'little favor'! So, she had to resort to some other 'measures' which someone might call extreme.
Every time she was alone at home she would strip naked and go to the kitchen, wearing only a pair of stiletto high heels. Then she would smear her anus with peanut butter and start sticking into her butt hole various objects, like carrots, bananas and bottles, assuming every lewd pose she could think of. After a certain period of intense self-abusing she would end up squatting on the old oak kitchen table, having inside her bleeding anus the biggest and fattest cucumber she could find. She would take inside the 2/3 of its length and fuck it with her overstretched hole countless times, swiveling and rocking the pelvis up and down very fast, until she squirted all over the place, squealing her heart out like slaughtered pig.
Terri decided that she wanted some 'real action', thus she got up and took off her night dress and wet pants. She searched through the wardrobe and picked up a transparent black lace thong, a matching robe, which barely covered the middle of the thighs, and a pair of black high heels. With extreme haste she got 'dressed' and ran at the bathroom, having the robe undone.
She opened the door slowly and peeked inside... John was standing completely naked in front of the wash basin and shaving his face – she could see only his back. She smiled lewdly and entered the bathroom closing the door behind. John on hearing the door closing turned his head to see who was.
"Good morning darling I see you woke up early today and... Wow! What are you wearing?"
"Good morning John... Do you really... like it?" said Terry with a big smile on her face and turned around so as to give him a complete view of her outfit.
"Oh yes its magnificent! But you know I don't want to be late... I've got to attend an importing meeting today, so..."
"Come on now John, I'm sure we can fit some spare minutes in your schedule," said Terry and embraced him from behind bringing her erected nipples in contact with his hairy back.
"Sugar, I wish I had time for you but today I just can't..."
Terri pressed her breasts firmly on his back, locked the right leg around his knees and began to fondle and scratch his hairy chest with the fingernails while her warm tongue was traveling back and forth between his right ear and side neck.
"Jeez! Be careful! Do you want to cut myself? Stop it!"
"Mmmmm... You are mine now..." she purred and slid her hands down to his pubic area.
"Dammit! I told you I don't have time for this... Please let me finish my shaving..."
"Mmmmm, my big boy doesn't have time for his little kitten?" Terri meowed in his ear while her hands were stroking gently his balls and semi-erected cock.
"I said NO!"
"Your little kitten is so horny that could do without foreplay, honey. She is ready for you. Just say where you want her," Terri said slightly disappointed and moved away.
She headed lazily towards the washing machine and when she got there she straddled the legs for better balance, bent over and rested the elbows on it. With closed eyes she laid the right side of her face on the cold surface and gathered the robe around the waist, exposing her rear side. The pants she wore was completely transparent and John could easily discern, through the mirror, both holes opening and closing as she was skillfully playing her ass-cheeks with the hands.
"How about... here?" she asked with a trembling voice.
John groaned in his throat but didn't say anything. He resumed his shaving as if he were somewhere else and not in the middle of a sensual scene.
Terri kept massaging her beautiful orbs with both hands, kneading and squeezing the sensitive flesh as much as she could, waiting for him to come over. Her pants was a mess; soaking wet with creamy sticky fluids as her over stimulated pussy just couldn't stop producing enough lubricating 'oil' for the impending action which was about to take place. To make matters worse her swollen pussy-lips had started to feel very itchy and wasn't sure if she would be able to endure it anymore.
Could it be her lucky day? Would she be able to make him so horny as to forget his catholic culture and give her the forbidden pleasure she always craved for? It would be so wonderful if she could make him take her defenseless openings, one after another, by force... right there... on the washing machine. He could even go berserk and nail her neglected backdoor on the spot and then banging her ass furiously until she bled. Using inanimate objects in her anus was one thing, but having inside a steel pulsating warm flesh was another – far superior. She was so sick and tired of it – for God's sake, she wanted the real thing for once in her life! She deserved it!
Terri, after placing the right knee on the wash machine and while still being bent over, gathered the fabric of her pants over the left ass-cheek and started rubbing her burning holes slowly with the united index and middle fingers of the right hand, wanting to show that she wouldn't protest if he went after either 'target'.
"Come on John... Don't tell me that you don't want a piece of... THIS!" she said with a fainted voice and smacked her right buttock with emphasis.
"......................................"
Terri got furious but decided not to force matters by... THROWING AT HIM THE WHOLE CONTENT OF THE NEARBY SHELVES! She still had some aces up her sleeve and could make good use of them. Thus, she got on the knees and crawled her way towards him, shaking gracefully her amply endowed hips.
Her hands embraced his thighs from behind and she began rubbing the silky skin of her right cheek all over his hairy buttocks.
"Ooops! What are you doing there? Are you crazy??? I told you, I don't have time for this," John protested.
"I swear when I get back I'll be yours but now it's impossible and... Gosh!" John exclaimed as he felt Terri's agile tongue tickling the rim of his asshole.
"This will get you nowhere, I... Aaaghh!" John moaned as his whole body contracted and his pelvis lunged forward instinctively when she spread his ass-cheeks and pushed her red tongue deep inside the anus.
