Dire Straits

He ignored the clinging silver string on his leg, and which remained stubbornly anchored to his cock head. He sucked, licked and slurped over Susie's clit as he used one hand to slide a finger into her opening. He moved it around inside her and massaged the tunnel of Susie's vagina gently. As the woman on the bed began to move her hips against the pressure of his face and fingers, Anton increased the movement with his probing digit. Finally, Susie began to breathe heavily, and as she sighed and groaned at intervals she looked down along her body to watch Anton's tonguing. Susie's sighs and moans turned to more primitive grunts that gave Anton an idea of her level of arousal.

He knew that Susie was close to the edge when she spoke, the obscenities pouring from her mouth in a foul mouthed torrent. Anton found the use of such profanity a huge boost, and he redoubled his efforts to have Susie climax for him.

'Ooh, baby, finger me.' Susie started off fairly quietly and restrained as she urged her lover on. 'That's it honey, inside me, yes, finger my cunt. Oh God, it's so fucking good!' As her language deteriorated, her volume increased until finally, with limbs thrashing, Susie wailed her release and climaxed mightily.

She reached down between her legs and held Anton tightly against her clenching sex, and the essence that seeped from her excited body was smeared over the trapped man's chin and face. As her orgasm surged through her limbs for what seemed an age, Susie released Anton from her grasp and squeezed her breasts in both her palms. As Susie mauled her mounds of firm tit flesh and pinched her nipples, Anton moved up along her slim body as easily as her writhing would allow, and kissed her hard on the mouth. Susie returned the kiss with ardour and grunted obscenely into Anton's mouth as she came.

Unable to curb his morbid curiosity any longer, Susie's forgotten husband crept up the staircase and stood outside the bedroom door listening. When he heard his wife's obvious delight, the agony of jealous impotence cut through his guts with scything pain. He plainly heard Susie's words as she vent her feelings over Anton's skilful tonguing, and he felt his stomach churn again when his wife let loose with her flood of obscene phrases that showed her increasing appreciation as she approached her climax. In a continuing paradox of emotion; as much aroused as he was appalled by the situation, Susie's husband surprised himself by taking his own hard cock in hand and beginning to wank.

In spite of his self loathing and jealousy, Susie's husband was aroused, hugely aroused. He battled to resolve the conflict of emotion that struggled within him, but his overriding need was to satisfy his sexual longings. For no matter how disturbing the thought was of his wife being fucked by Anton, the fact remained that he found it very exciting. To hear his Susie use the profane language she was currently using as she urged her obviously well endowed lover on was so erotic that he was simply powerless to resist the lust burning inside him.

Even as he took his cock in his hand, he felt, on a logical level far back in his mind, that he was perverted for this action. What sort of man is turned on by eavesdropping while another man fucks his wife? How perverted was he by becoming hard as he listened to his wife's obscene language? Nevertheless, in the midst of his self loathing, Susie's husband began to stroke his cock and even pushed his ear closer to the door in order to hear the action within more clearly.

He found that as Susie approached her climax vocally, his own excitement neared its pinnacle. When Susie called out from the room beyond that she was coming, his semen spurted from the end of is penis in a strong, staccato arc and splashed against the door in front of him. As Susie groaned and moaned in the bedroom, her husband bit his bottom lip and stifled his own appreciation of release as his spunk trickled down the door like running paint.

Inside the bedroom, Susie's climax subsided and she and Anton continued to kiss. 'Mmm,' Susie murmured. 'That was fabulous, baby - fantastic. My God, your fingers and tongue…'

Anton smiled at Susie's words. 'Thank you, it's nice to be appreciated,' he replied and settled down on the bed next to Susie. He ran the tips of his fingers gently along the length of her smooth, pale skinned torso and smiled again when Susie shivered under his touch.

'That tickles,' she giggled. 'Look at my nipples.' Anton moved his face down to Susie's breasts and suckled on each of her nipples, moving his attention from one to the other just as he had done earlier. 'Oh yes,' Susie whispered. 'You turn me on… I want to feel you inside me.'

She reached a hand down between their bodies and curled her elegant fingers around the thick shaft of Anton's erection. Anton shifted his position to allow Susie easier access, and as soon as she had him properly in her grip, Susie began to slide her hand up and down the length of him.

'Wow!' Susie exclaimed. 'You're certainly turned on, sir.' She kissed Anton quickly on the mouth. 'Your cock is leaking like a tap,' she continued, referring to Anton's silvery pre cum that was dribbling from his penis.

'Well,' Anton replied, 'I've been anticipating you all day; imagining what it would be like to have you naked; your legs wide, and your sweet cunt on my tongue.'

The use of the word describing her sex sent a shiver down Susie's spine and she felt her insides clench and loosen spasmodically as her lust flared again. 'Fuck me, Anton, please. Put your big cock inside me. Do it to me… Now!'

The sudden urgency surprised Anton, but he quickly recovered and manoeuvred himself between Susie's eager, widespread thighs. As he introduced his slippery cock head to Susie's equally wet opening, the woman pushed her hand between their bodies again and once more took Anton's cock in her fist. 'Quick,' she hissed in frustrated excitement. 'Quick, put it in. Fuck me.'

Anton teased Susie for a few moments. He pushed against her labia and let the tip of his cock slip inside. Then he pulled back out and rubbed his entire length from tip to root against her clit. He watched Susie's face as her expression changed from intense urgency to sublime delight when he reinserted his cock. Then, as he slowly pushed deeper into Susie, he continued to watch with almost detached fascination as Susie's mouth opened in a silent scream, when she first closed her eyes tightly, before they suddenly widened.

Susie looked up at her lover as he pushed the entire length inside her welcoming body. She was surprised with how easily she accommodated his size, and as she continued to stare intently up at him, Anton bent his head down and kissed her deeply.

'Fuck… Anton… Fuck, you're all the way in,' Susie moaned when the kiss broke. 'That lovely, big cock… Oh, God, fuck me with it.'

Not wishing to disappoint a lady, Anton did as Susie wished. He pulled out of her and slid back inside again until his cock was fully embedded inside her once more. He continued his slow fucking, and was rewarded by Susie's constant moaning and groaning. He changed the angle of his penetration frequently, and found that each change caused Susie to cry out with pleasure.

As with his earlier efforts, as Susie's excitement grew, her words became louder and more obscene. He had never known a woman to use such profanity during sex, but Susie's words turned him on immensely. He felt that it was his power, his sexual prowess that could elicit such a vocal response in her, and the louder Susie called out, the harder he fucked into her.

'Come on, you bastard,' Susie grunted as Anton increased the tempo. 'Fuck me with that big cock. Stick it in me… hard!' She pushed up with her hips to meet Anton's thrusts, and the sound of their bodies slapping together as they rut sounds loud in the room. Anton's brow beads with sweat as he hammers against Susie's body and Susie writhes below him, her hands like claws as she pulls and tears at the bed cover.

Susie's slim torso begins to shine with perspiration as her efforts ant milking Anton's cock increase. She can feel the onset of her second climax beginning to build and she redoubles her demands for fulfillment. 'I'm going to come again, Anton!' she wailed shrilly. 'Fuck it into me. Come on! Give me all of that fat cock…'

Anton began to grunt. The heat of Susie's liquid insides and the intensity of her fucking almost sucked the cum from him; the obscenities that pour from the usually reserved Susie's mouth have shocked him as well; and Anton can only just manage to keep himself from exploding inside the woman beneath his body.

'Yes!' Susie called as her body stiffened. 'I'm coming. I'm… fucking… coming.' She writhed in apparent ecstasy as she came for the second time. Her face was contorted into a rictus of agonised delight, her eyes screwed tightly shut, and with the cords and tendons taut against the fragile skin of her neck.

Relieved that he had managed to keep himself in check, Anton pulled his juice smeared, gooey cock from Susie's spasming body. As Susie's climax faded, Anton turned her over onto her stomach. He pushed her legs apart and pulled her hips up so that Susie's round buttocks were in the air. He parted the cheeks of her arse with his fingers, and then as he gently fingered Susie's hyper sensitive clit, he probed at the rosebud of her arse with his tongue.

'Oh my God,' Susie whispered. 'You dirty bastard, that's so filthy, your tongue in my arse…' She sighed as the pleasure of Anton's squirming tongue washed over her already jangling nerves. 'Not so much on the clit,' Susie cautioned. 'It's still throbbing. Please, push your fingers into my cunt… That's it, finger me and lick my arse.' Susie buried her face in the pillow and groaned with renewed excitement as her lover tongued her in her most intimate place.

As Susie groaned in her appreciation of his talents, Anton pushed his fingers into Susie's heat, and rubbed her slippery insides in search of her elusive g spot. As he fingered the already excited woman, he delved into her arse with his tongue in an effort to excite her even further. Susie's moans were muffled by the pillows as she pushed her face deeper into their cushiony softness, whilst at the same time she urgently pushed her hips back against Anton's searching fingers and slick, wriggling tongue.

'You filthy bastard!' she screamed suddenly. Susie lifted her head and looked back over her shoulder towards Anton. 'Do it to me,' she murmured next. 'Make me come again, fuck… You're so fucking good…' Susie's words were almost a sob. 'Make me come, then fuck me with that lovely cock again. I want to feel you come inside me…' With a low groan, her head fell forward again, her long, dark hair spread over the pillow, and Susie bucked her hips wildly as yet another climax engulfed her.

Outside, Susie's husband was standing close to the door. He had his ear tight against the wooden barrier, his eyes were bulging wide in shock and surprise and his mouth hung open. He had his erection held firmly in his fist and he was pumping vigorously as he listened to his wife wailing in orgasm for the third time. He was astounded at the change in his normally demure, mild-mannered wife. In the space of an hour she had turned into a foul-mouthed, wanton slut, and he found the contrast between her two personas mind bogglingly exciting. In spite of spurting his seed over the door only minutes earlier, he was still fully erect and desperate for release again. Not even in his teenage years had he been so full ardour, so rampant, and he was having difficulty in stopping himself from bursting in on his wife and her big cocked lover. He had visions of his Susie using her heretofore-unheard profanity as fucked her. He imagined Susie knelt on all fours; her delectable rump pushed back towards him, with the pink slash of her excited sex open and offered to him. He stifled his moan of pleasure and released his cock from his grip when his second bolt of spunk threatened to surge from the eye of his cock. He heard Susie wailing again inside the bedroom, but could only imagine the scene of debauchery that could produce such a vehement response from his spouse.

Inside the bedroom the scene was indeed one of debauchery. Susie was on her hands and knees, much as her husband had visualised, and Anton was crouched behind Susie's upturned buttocks with the head of his cock a fraction away from penetrating her sex.

Anton ran the bulb of his glans around the sticky, dribbling folds of Susie's plump, used vulva. He pushed against her and slid easily inside. He closed his eyes when he was enveloped by her heat, and took hold of the skirt still wrapped around Susie's hips to steady himself.

'Oh, yessss,' Susie hissed as Anton slid his length into her body. 'Fuck me again, you big, beautiful bastard.'

'I will,' Anton said quietly as he dug his fingers into the soft flesh of Susie's hips. 'I'm going to split your cunt with my cock,' he groaned, trying to match Susie for obscenity.

'Yes?' she challenged him. 'You think you're going to hurt me with your cock?' She pushed her delightfully shaped derriere up and back at Anton. 'Come on, then. Do it to me. Fuck that big cock into my poor, tender little pussy. Let's see what a man you really are.'

Anton rose to the challenge. He moved himself so that he could push deep into Susie's body and began to use long, firm strokes against her soft flesh. Slowly, but steadily he increased the force and power of his thrusting until he was crouched over Susie's back, with the flat of his feet on the bed and his penis angled sharply into Susie's body.

Susie was in raptures of delight as her lover fucked her hard and fast. Her hair was flying as she swung her head with wild abandon while her breasts swung and swayed with her erratic movements. Anton reached under Susie's body and mauled at her tits as he hung onto her tightly, and once again the slapping of their bodies rang loud as the couple bounced together on the bed.

As Anton fucked her and pawed and grabbed her breasts, Susie used one hand to finger her stiff clit and rubbed it frantically. Her body was overcome by the myriad of sensations that washed over and through her. Her vagina was becoming sore, but she was so desperate to find her next orgasm that she didn't care, and she fucked back onto Anton with forceful pushes of her hips. She fingered her tender, raw clit in the same bid for gratification, and equally reveled in Anton's rough treatment of her breasts and nipples. The rough treatment was just what Susie needed to bring her to her climax again.

Anton had just bent low over Susie's back and was just using his teeth to graze at her slender exposed neck when he felt the slight prick of Susie's fingernails on the stalk of his cock as she fingered her clit. The realisation of what she was doing finally sent Anton over the edge and he surrendered to the inevitability of his own orgasm.

Anton groaned and called out through gritted teeth, 'Fuck… Susie… I'm sorry…' Then with a huge sigh of release he gripped her hips tightly and grunted in time with the spurting of his cock. His semen gushed from him and jetted against Susie's insides. The first couple of spurts spat deep into Susie's body, with the next ones spattering Anton's thick, paste like cream over her round buttocks as he pulled his cock from her body. Anton's goo landed in thick, glue like trails across the pale skin of Susie's arse, lower back and amongst the folds of her forgotten skirt that was still rucked up around her waist.

When she felt the first gushes of Anton's cum inside her, Susie's own climax crashed against her senses. The sensation of Anton's pulsing, spitting cock faded into the background, and she had no idea that he had taken his cock out of her body and was unloading his mess onto her skin. Susie sobbed and moaned and collapsed onto the bed face down. Her limbs trembled and shook and her insistent middle finger diddled away at her clit, with her hand well and truly trapped between her tightly locked thighs.

Unable to hold himself in check any longer, Susie's husband threw open the door and strode into the room. His stiff cock was waggling in front of him, looking for all the world as though it was blindly sniffing the air for Susie's sex.

With his cock still dripping cum from its end, Anton looked at Susie's husband in shock. He had climbed off the bed and was watching Susie as she calmed down from her shattering climax.

Susie lay on her front and merely turned her head to look benignly at her husband. 'What do you want?' she asked quietly, her eyes slitted and cat-like.

'You,' he gurgled, unable to control his voice. 'I want you.'

'Me?' Susie laughed and sat up on the bed. 'You want to fuck me? You must be joking.'

Susie's husband looked at her, the shock of what he was seeing finally registering. His wife looked a completely debauched mess. Her dark hair was a tangle, her make up in ruins, her skirt was wrapped up around her waist where she'd obviously been too impatient for Anton to get at her to removing it properly. She still wore her shoes and her stockings, and in fact, looked to him like a well used, well fucked harlot. A look that, as with her new found vocabulary excited him immensely.

'Please, Susie, please,' he whispered. 'I'm desperate for you.' He indicated his erection, his tone imploring.

'No!' Susie almost shouted, her eyes flaming. 'You weak bastard,' she hissed as she stood and approached her husband. 'You fucked up the business, and I paid the price.' She looked down at her husband's cock with contempt sneering in her face. 'You made a deal with Anton, and I was part of the deal… Well, I've been used and abused tonight. I've been fucked by a cock that makes yours look like the pathetic specimen that it is… Just like you.' Susie spat the final word into her husband's face, then turned on a spiked heel and walked back to the bed. As she walked her husband watched the cum on her back as it trickled unheeded down over the curve of her buttocks and splashed onto the carpet with a dull plop. 'Watch and wank if you want to, but don't disturb me,' Susie said as she reached into her bedside drawer.

She lay back on the bed and spread her thighs, giving her husband the view of her pouting slit, pink and inflamed, and with Anton's spunk dribbling thickly from inside her opening. The tops of her stockings were stained by silvery trails of unidentifiable juices, Susie's excitement, Anton's cum, or both. The picture of such lewdness only fuelled the man's desire to take his wife.

As he continued to watch, immobile, his wife pushed the thick, rubber cock into her sex and groaned wickedly. 'Oh, yes. I love fucking myself with this. It's so big… So fucking big.' She pushed the phallus deep inside herself and both men plainly heard the obscene squelching as the rubber displaced Anton's cum.

Susie fucked herself with the faux penis and was soon moaning loudly. 'Come here, Anton,' she commanded with her new found authority. 'Come here, I want to suck my cunt from your cock.'

Dazed by Susie's sudden switching of the power struggle, Anton found himself knelt on the bed next to Susie's face as she sucked at his slowly rejuvenating cock with vigour. As his cock grew, so did Anton's lust, and before long he was back to almost full size. Of course it was Susie's words that had as much of a revitalising effect than anything. She was a vocal as before in her description of what she was doing and what she wanted.

In between long, slurping tonguing of Anton's meat, Susie kept up her now familiar torrent of obscenity. 'Look at it,' she whispered lovingly as Anton's big cock slipped from her mouth. 'It's so fucking big; it's so fucking dirty with my cunt. It's got my juice all over it… Mmm, I love to taste it. I love to suck the spunk from the shaft and from the end.' Susie looked up at Anton and continued, 'Fuck my mouth with it. Fuck my mouth while I fuck myself with this dildo. God, it's so depraved. I love it.'