Kevin was smart as far as book learning went, but when it came to life experiences he was clueless. His mother had been over-protective to the point she didn't allow Kevin to leave the house. There are those who might say she wanted Kevin for herself, for he was a good looking young man, with a strong body, especially his lower body that supported his massive engine. She watched his every move, especially when he showered, hoping to get a glimpse of what she knew he was packing. Judging from his shorts, he had a mind boggling cock. This is what she told herself and this drove her to masturbate almost constantly, moaning in heat because she wanted that limb embedded in her cunt. Her name was Beth .
Beth was from the old school. She didn't believe you should let a guy kiss you on your first date, and it would take a lot of dates before a guy could cop a feel. She wore too much underwear and going on a movie date with Beth was a bad idea. By the time a guy got her bra off, and worked his way into her cotton panties, the movie was over. She much preferred to go to the movies with Gracie, her sorority girlfriend. Especially if it was a double feature. They would both be wearing sweaters and skirts and go sit up in the balcony. Of course, during afternoon showings, the balconies would be almost empty and Gracie and Beth , giggling much too loudly, would be squeezing each others' titties.
Gracie had a bigger chest than Beth, but as far as nipples being sensitive, Beth had far more sensitive nipples. She almost climaxed from nipple play, and Gracie was well aware of this fact. She teased Beth very cruelly pinching her nipples, tugging on them and making Beth laugh and cry at the same time until she wet her undies.
It didn't take long before the two college teenagers graduated to finger play and then it was a contest as to who could climax first. Gracie was much more tidy, and carried a clean handkerchief in her purse, but Beth did not. Planning ahead, to her, was a personality defect and she felt being compulsive about climaxes spoiled the fun. When she had an orgasm she squirted, making a mess of the floor and it was a good thing ushers didn't check the balcony. Most often they found used condoms and fluids and one time a turd. Luckily they never found a dead body.
The good times with Gracie ended when they graduated from college and Gracie went into the Peace Corps. As for Beth she figured she'd get married, settle down and have kids. As fate would have it, being restrictive on dates only resulted in her getting a reputation for being frigid. Men avoided her because men wanted someone for recreational sex, as they say. They hung out in bars, where the music was loud, everyone smoked something or other, and men attempted to buy a girl a drink and then hustle her off to a dirty apartment for a quick fuck.
Beth didn't have the advantage of big boobs, and this required her to be able to hold an intelligent conversation. Nature always preserves a balance, and being clever, witty, and politically correct eliminated most men, whose IQ equaled their belt size. As she grew older, she became more frustrated and gave up on the idea of finding the right man. She dated a woman who reminded her of Gracie, but when the woman wanted to flog her and leave her ass as red as an apple, Beth left her. And that's when Wilbur appeared.
Wilbur was a renaissance man. He knew something about everything, but mostly about buying stocks. He had an uncanny ability to choose the right stocks, and he'd regard a company's balance sheet as bullshit. He ignored the advice of analysts, whose only purpose was to mislead novices in the market. His education was similar to other great men in America, being nothing worth mentioning. He was kicked out of high school for raping his English teacher, a ripe young woman who was naive enough to believe she could teach students to write a simple paragraph using words not found on a men's room wall. Not only was she buggered, but she came to like it as well. It was, unfortunately, school policy to expel students who buggered their teachers, or each other. As Wilbur made his exit, so did she.
Besides Wilber's claim to fame of being an incipient sodomist, he possessed a gigantic cock, and that is why, to this day, that hapless English teacher walks with a limp.
Like most young women, Beth was fascinated and hypnotized by the size of his affair. When he suggested they get married, she agreed, and in her mind never understood why she married him -- whether it was his finances, or the lure of his imposing weapon. She certainly did not love him.
When he met Beth , he was captivated by her big green eyes and cupid bow lips. He loved her lips and he got a hard-on whenever he thought of her lips. They spent their honeymoon in San Diego, at the Coronado Hotel. It was expensive but Wilbur could afford it. The market had recently dropped 500 points and Wilbur had earlier sold short.
They bought a nice home outside of San Diego. Their first year together, typical of many newly weds, was horrible. It was a 'getting to know you' year, and they fought about how much Beth was willing to do for Wilbur in bed. Or in the living room, or even in the parking lot of a supermarket. When Wilbur wanted it, he wanted it when he wanted it.
He loved having his cock sucked, and other women had sucked his cock. Now he was married to Beth and he wasn't sure if she would go down on him. It was a quiet evening at home, and they were sipping a nice Chardonnay.
"Go down on me, Beth." Wilbur smiled at her.
Beth adamantly shook her head.
"I'm not gonna blow you," she shuddered.
Wilbur was fisting his cock, holding it out to his wife.
"I said I want you to suck me off," he repeated to her.
"That's too fucking bad," she snapped indignantly. "I think you've got a nerve to ask me to go down on your dirty old cock and suck it off for you!"
Wilbur was offended, and hurt.
"You take it easy!" he warned her.
He gripped Beth 's shoulders and shoved her down between his legs.
"I'm not gonna suck your sweaty old pecker," she snapped.
"Yes, you are!" he told her. "I ate your pussy and now you're gonna suck my cock!"
It was the usual argument early in their marriage. When Wilbur would get hot and lick Beth's pussy, she didn't care. As a matter of fact, she enjoyed having anyone's tongue sliding into her pussy hole. However, when the situation was reversed and Wilbur wanted to get his jollies, Beth would not give him any mouth action.
Nevertheless, Wilbur was determined; he held her head impaled over his penis.
"You're gonna suck it, damn it!" he told her.
Finally Beth relented. Opening her mouth, she let her cupid bow lips slide across the head of his cock. It always got her angry that he asked her to do this.
"Maybe if I said, 'pretty please with honey on it,'" he told her grimly, "you'd go down there and suck."
Anything to stall, Beth thought about what he said.
"Yes, that would make it easier," she quipped quickly. "Put some honey on your pecker."
He went to the kitchen and came back with a jar of honey. He dribbled some of it on the tip of his penis. His cock was stiff with anticipation, and he was very horny. He gripped his huge shaft in his hand and looked at her.
"Suck it," he told her.
Bending over, Beth found it easier, with the honey, to let her tongue slide across her husband's knob.
"That feels good," he told her. "Now really do it. Suck it. Suck hard!"
Her moist lips moved up and down the length of his penis. He was becoming more and more excited.
"That's the way I like it," he told her. "Come on, baby, suck me. Suck me good!"
She found herself getting more aroused. There's nothing like a thick cock to calm you down.
"Yes, baby," he whispered, "that's how I like it. Now you're doing it! Keep it up. Suck, baby, suck!"
She was doing a superb job of sucking his cock. It always got his balls stimulated very quickly. He was ready to blow, and she sucked harder. She knew her vacuum action would do it, and her sucking got his balls humming. He was ready to shoot, even though she was enjoying the tonguing action. She rolled her tongue in spirals, then bobbed up and down. But he was humping at her face, and his asshole tingled. He was trying to make it last as long as possible.
"That's the way to do it," he whispered, almost pleading. "Suck it!!!!!"
Suddenly his creamy cum erupted in her mouth. She swallowed it as fast as she could but he had a sperm gun between his legs. The sperm overflowed, and ran out of the corners of her mouth.
"Yes, yes," he cried eagerly, "suck it off. That's the way! What a mouth!"
His warm, creamy seed flooded into her mouth. She was trying to keep up with the deluge.
"Yes, yes," he begged, "suck it!"
His steaming spunk continued shooting into Beth 's throat. She gulped, and gagged, and groaned. She was doing her best to swallow Wilbur's load, spurt after spurt.
When he had finished unloading, he pulled his penis out. He still had an erection.
"I just hope you're satisfied now," she told him, sounding irritated.
"Maybe I'm not yet," he told her. "Maybe I still need something more. I'm still hard!" He gave her good eye contact. "How would it be if I fucked you in the ass?"
Wilbur was licking his lips as he peered at her ass cheeks. She had a classic ass, a bit too big, and plump. He almost knew what she was going to say.
"You're not gonna stick your damn dick up my ass. Have you got that straight?"
Wilbur only smiled. He went over to her and pressed his cock against her buttocks as he wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Stop it!" she protested.
He let his cock slip smoothly between her cheeks. She enjoyed the sensation of his huge dick rubbing against her.
