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- Rubber Rumpus
-
- My husband was furious the day I walked into the greenhouse where he was
- working wearing my brand new black rubber party dress. He shook me, saying I
- behaved like a 'part-time prostitute'.
-
- I giggled and leaned forward over a stack of seed boxes and suggested it might
- be nice if he fucked me for being such a naughty girl -- but he didn't want to
- play. He said he was ashamed of me and that I should act my age -- whatever
- that means.
-
- I was so humiliated by his rejection, I ran upstairs and locked myself in the
- bedroom. How dare he -- balding, pot-bellied, almost twice my age -- dictate
- my style of dress! I spread my legs, poured some body oil on my fingers and
- telephoned my judo instructor (and lover). I held the mouthpiece next to my
- pussy as I rubbed myself off and asked him if he could guess what I was doing.
- He called me a 'filthy broad' and I asked if I'd given him a hard-on. He said
- I had, so I told him to drive over to the house immediately and pick me up --
- and to hell with my old man!
-
- When my husband opened the door and saw him standing there, he completely
- changed his tune, apologizing for having treated me harshly and begging me not
- to walk out on him. But my lover held me in his arms and ran his hands all
- over my figure-hugging dress and told my husband he was 'pathetic'.
-
- God, it was exciting! When my husband started to remonstrate, my lover turned
- his back on him, jammed his hand between my thighs and started feeling me up.
- I lifted -- or peeled, rather -- the taut rubber hem up around my hips and
- opened my legs, heart pounding like crazy at the sheer excitement of being
- goosed, with my husband -- wild-eyed and utterly flustered -- standing just a
- couple of feet away.
-
- "Perhaps you're right," I said to my husband, embracing my lover and grinding
- my crotch against him as his fingers found my clitoris. "Maybe I'm better
- suited to being a part-time prostitute than a housewife." At which time I
- unzipped my lover's jeans and extracted his thumping hard-on.
-
- Now it seemed to be my lover's turn to tell me off because he even started
- commenting on my filthy mouth. My response? To drop to my knees and start
- sucking his cock, digging my fingernails as hard as I could into his tight,
- muscled little butt. I'd show him how 'filthy' I was!
-
- My husband begged me to stop, so I withdrew my lover's massive cock from my
- mouth and smiled at my husband while rubbing my lover's dribbling glans into my
- cheeks. I hardly ever blow my husband -- even when he gets desperate and tries
- to seduce me -- yet there I was, kneeling in the hall sucking blissfully and
- blatantly on my lover's cock like a hardcore kiss-o-gram girl, my husband
- bitching and whining and wringing his hands in the background.
-
- "Take me upstairs," I said to my lover. And then, turning to my husband I
- flatly stated:
-
- "You can come watch, if you feel like it."
-
- I threw myself on the bed, making sure my tight rubber sheath dress rode up my
- rump -- which was in dire need of a nice massage.
-
- "Be my guest," said my lover to my old man, offering my buns to him out of
- sympathy more than anything else. But my husband's fumbled attempt at an
- erotic massage hardly excited me, let alone set my clitoris twitching. Yeah,
- 'pathetic' is about right!
-
- I lowered my panties down around my ass and propped myself up on one elbow,
- parting my legs so as to stretch my pantie elastic to the breaking point. I
- told my lover to undress and played with myself impatiently while he fumbled
- with his shoelaces.
-
- I laid back on the bed, spread my legs and pulled my knees up into my chest as
- my lover knelt before me, idly jerking himself off over the spectacle of my
- gaping, copiously oiled sex.
-
- "You've greased your pussy," he drooled.
-
- "Well, if you're chicken to lick me, I'll just have to play with myself," I
- teased, holding my sex open -- and suddenly he was on me, gripping my knees and
- pushing them hard apart as he buried his face into my slippery snatch, brushing
- my petals open with the bridge of his nose and prodding my orifice with his
- tongue.
-
- When we changed positions for a man-on-top 'soixante-neuf', I thought my
- husband was about to blow a fuse. The sight of this big, hairy assed
- ex-construction worker clambering atop his lady wife, pulling her tits from the
- bodice top of her rubber dress and feeding his enormous cock into her mouth was
- testing his taste for erotic adventure to the limit. Whether he was about to
- burst at the seams -- or merely ejaculate -- I had no idea. But there was no
- problem my big musclebound lover couldn't handle.
-
- "I want fucking," I told my lover, after thrashing around for ages with my
- mouth glued to his erection. "Can I sit on it first?"
-
- He laid back and I straddled his skinny, sinewy hips and slid up and down on
- his joystick. My husband pulled up a chair, staring glassy-eyed at my
- cock-stuffed pussy as I bobbed up and down, stretched to the limit by my
- lover's awesomely impressive girth.
-
- "You can touch me if you want," I said to my husband, starting to feel the
- weensiest pangs of guilt. "Touch me where his prick's going in. See the way
- my lips wrap around him?"
-
- My husband was on his feet, his fingers trembling as he tinkered with my twat.
- Then -- deliberately -- I pulled forward so that my lover's prick flopped free,
- and, just as I'd hoped, my husband wasted no time in replacing it with his
- fingers.
-
- "See?" crowed my old man to my lover. "When she's really hot for it, only a
- real man will do!" He totally believed himself too!
-
- Far from taking umbrage that he'd been cheated out of my pussy and resigned to
- taking second place, my lover once again contented himself with my mouth,
- spunking in it while my husband knelt behind me, clutching my ass giving it to
- me hard and fast doggie style. I came so intensely, I almost screamed the
- place down!
-
- I soaked in the bath for almost an hour. When I walked back into the bedroom I
- was surprised to see my lover still there, by all accounts the best of chums
- with my old man. I dropped my towel and bent down to retrieve my black
- fishnets from the floor and my lover grabbed me and wrestled me to the bed.
-
- "I hope you're not going to be gentle with me," I said.
-