R W Finch
The hottest wife

CHAPTER ONE

The alarm clock on the nightstand started ringing at seven o'clock, as usual, and Bonnie Evans reached over sleepily and turned it off. Norman, her husband of almost three years, hadn't even heard it, and he slept on, curled on his side under a mound of blankets with his back to Bonnie. She looked at him thoughtfully for a moment before moving to wake him for work.

That she'd awakened with a feverish itch – more of a tingling, actually – deep in her cunt, did not surprise her in the least. Her hairy cunt was dripping wet the crotch of her filmy blue panties already soaked with warm, oily moisture. She was as horny for the feel of a man's hard cock as she could ever remember being. To Norman, she knew, it would make no difference at all.

Norman had shied away from making love to her for over a month now, his excuse always that he was too tired or not in the mood. His eyes would always look away from her when she pressed him on it, and then – to her constant chagrin – he would quickly change the subject with a nervous laugh.

Bonnie could well understand at least part of the problem. Norman was being overworked at the tire store he managed in town, and he usually got home dead tired. Business was bad, and the worse it got, the harder he worked. Bonnie could hardly hold that against him, but for him to be too exhausted to even climb on top of her once in the last month was just too much for her to bear.

It wasn't as if she was ugly, because she was anything but that. At twenty-two, she was probably the best-looking woman in all of Carter, Illinois – at least, Norman had always told her that when they were first married. Her hair was long and lustrous, pitch black and silky, and it hung almost to her slender waist. Her deep-blue eyes only made her already pretty face seem even prettier. And her body – slim, but round and firm in the right places – got glances and whistles of approval wherever she went.

And so, every time Norman ignored her when she stood nude before him and offered herself, it crushed her with disappointment. Only two years alder than she was, he was hardly an old man, and it didn't seem fair to Bonnie that their sex life was already heading for the downhill slopes.

He was still lying there sound asleep, and she reached over and shook his shoulder gently.

"Time to get up, Norman," she said quietly.

"Hmmm? Oh… what time is it?"

"After seven," Bonnie said, sitting up.

When he still made no move to get up, she slid in under the blankets and pressed herself against his lean frames Norman settled back into the curve of her body, trying to stay comfortable, jet at the same time trying to rouse himself.

With her hand, Bonnie stroked across his chest and then slowly trailed down over his flat, hard stomach. He snuggled back into her even more, his back and ass tight against her warmth, and then Bonnie slid her hand under the front of his shorts.

Norman stiffened with surprise when Bonnie's fingers encircled his long cock, his breath catching in his throat.

Pulling at her husband's prick, Bonnie could think only of how much the feel of his meat in her hand excited her, could think only of somehow getting it stiff and then buried inside of her slippery snatch. Her hand trembled while she played with him, her fingers squeezing and then letting go, again and again as she tried to make his cock stand on its own.

Without saying a word, Norman just lay there. If the feel of Bonnie's warm hand on his prick was exciting him at all, he gave no indication of it. His prick throbbed every now and then, but it seemed to Bonnie it would take more than merely her hand to make it harden.

"Norman," she breathed hotly. "Would you like me to suck you? Would you like me to put your cock in my mouth? Hmmmm? My pussy's sopping wet, Norman. If your dick gets stiff, it'll slide right in… I want it, Norman, I want your cock in me."

She was ready to duck her head under the blankets, when he finally said, "I've got to get going, or I'll be late."

Bonnie, her hand still tight around his mostly indifferent cock, shook her head disgustedly and let him go. Nothing had changed.

Rolling over on her other side, she pulled the covers up around her face and buried her head in the pillow. A tear trickled from one eye, but she didn't even bother wiping it off. As far as Bonnie was concerned, Norman could go jack himself off.

It was sometime after noon before Bonnie woke up again. She tossed and turned for a while, not particularly anxious to get out of bed even though she was wide awake. Thoughts of Norman and of their disintegrating love life filled her mind, her need for a really good hump making her loins ache with a dull throb.

Finally, she pushed her panties down to her knees and – still under the covers – began squeezing and poking at her hot cunt with her fingers. Her entire body trembled as she took the swollen lips of her snatch in her fingers and spread them slowly apart. With a lone fingertip, she probed up into her tight cunt, working the finger in and out and trembling even more as she pushed her finger all the way into herself.

The fingers of her other hand busied themselves with her tingling pink clit, massaging it and squeezing the glistening flesh that surrounded its exquisite sensitivity.

Bonnie was soon breathing heavily, and her body was damp with sweat. She spread her knees as wide as she could, raising her bare ass up off the bed slightly and shoving her finger still deeper into her quivering cunt. Her eyes were closed, and she was licking at the corner of her mouth with the tip of her tongue, her expression intense as she hurried herself to the climax she needed so badly.

Under the covers, her firm tits were rising and falling more quickly as her breathing got steadily more uneven. She could feel her large nipples hardening, the rubbery points of them poking against the sheet and throbbing with her mounting excitement.

Bonnie kept touching at her quivering clit with her fingertips, pulling at the fleshy pink nub and making it quiver all the more. She squeezed it and teased it and nudged it and tickled it, playing with her clit until she was groaning softly and shaking uncontrollably. The lush wetness of her cunt oozed out of her, seeping down between the warm cheeks of her ass and forming an ever-widening wet spot on the bed.

The whole area of her hairy crotch was alive with sensation, her pink snatch brimming with oily juices and her bare inner thighs trembling wildly.

She worked her finger deeper and deeper into the tight hole of her cunt, stabbing it into herself and moaning with the delicious sensations it sent coursing through her quaking loins. Her clit was pulsing feverishly, and she knew that any moment the searing blast of her orgasm would overwhelm her, and she would be gasping with pleasure.

She tried to spread her knees still wider, but found she was being binded by her panties. With her fingers still working furiously in her dripping snatch, she kicked her legs, her damp ass squirming as she tried to get her panties down. They slid down around her ankles finally, her wet pussy gaping open when she spread her legs until her knees were flat against the bed.

Bonnie worked two more fingers into her hot snatch just as the first tremors of her climax shook her, her mouth opening in a silent groan when the full impact of pleasure she knew so well slammed into her.

She tensed as waves of shuddering delight spasmed through her snatch, her ass raising higher off the bed and her thighs straining taut. Every muscle in her sweat-slickened body tightened, and she groaned and gasped until she was hoarse.

Finally, with a sharp little cry, she dropped back onto the bed, lying there gulping air and trying to catch her breath.

Around four o'clock there was a knock at the door. Bonnie still hadn't bothered getting dressed, and she pulled a short terry cloth robe on and went to answer it.

Gary, the paperboy, stood on the porch, and he said, "I'm collecting for the paper, Mrs. Evans. It's a dollar eighty for two weeks."

"Come on in," Bonnie said, and smiled at him, clutching her robe around her otherwise naked body. "Close the door, and I'll see if I can find my purse."

Gary came in and sat down on the couch. He was tall for his years, a lanky boy with blond hair and large, almost too-curious brown eyes. He seemed to be taking a more than casual interest in Bonnie's bare legs, although be was trying not to be too obvious about it.

She could tell she was exciting him, and for some reason, she found herself going out of her way to arouse him even more. Bending to pick up her purse, she was aware that the edge of the robe she ware inched up to show Gary the backs of her thighs right up to her bare ass. She stood there for a minute, rummaging through her purse, to let him get a really good look.

When she turned around to him again, be quickly glanced away. She took the chance to stare at his crotch, the bulge under his jeans throbbing and growing larger by the second. Before he could stand, she was over sitting on the couch beside him.

Setting the two dollars on the coffee table, she scooted close to him and said, "Gary, what's that in your pocket! It looks like it's alive or something. What is it?"

The young paperboy blushed bright red, his eyes cast downward as he stammered his answer. "It's – uh – I'd better be going…"

"Don't be in such a hurry," Bonnie giggled, leaning over him so that she was actually pressed into his shoulder. She let her robe fall, open, her bare tits jiggling free as the robe parted all the way to her dimpled knees.

Gary merely stared at her, his mouth agape and his eyes wide.

Bonnie giggled again and reached for his crotch.

She squeezed the bulge in his pants, feeling his throbbing cock as it jerked to stand up. Gary just kept staring at her, his throat making funny noises each time be swallowed loudly.

"Tell me what this is in your pocket," Bonnie persisted, her small hand still squeezing and puffing at his rigid prick. "It's really jumping around a lot, whatever it is."

It was obvious he wasn't sure if she was serious or just teasing him, and he blurted out, "It's my dick, Mrs. Evans."

"Really?" Bonnie reacted with mock surprise.

And without another word, she unzipped him and reached into his pants.

Gary started when she pulled his hard cock out in the open, his expression showing clearly his utter amazement. He watched as she held it tightly, Bonnie now swallowing as loudly as he was.

"What a hard little cock you have, Gary," she said. She ran her fingers all over it, marveling at the way it twitched and jerked. The stiff shaft of it was pulsing, the smooth, fleshy head of it swollen and red. "Can I kiss it?"

"Oh…" Gary started, his eyes darting to her heavy tits and the hairy bush that covered her cunt. He was so nervous he was trembling, and Bonnie thought he might bolt and run any second.

Without waiting for the answer stuck in his throat, she leaned over and touched her moist lips to the very tip of his upright cock. Her tongue darted out and licked wetly all over his cock-head, his reaction to gasp with the feel of it.

"Mrs. Evans, I…"

But Bonnie was too busy to pay him any mind, her hand squeezing his rigid prick and her mouth kissing and sucking it. She worked her tongue all around the bulbous tip of it, her tonguetip toying with the little slit at the end of it.

It had been so long since she'd tasted a man's stiff prick that she was devouring it, her lips and tongue and even her teeth working to suck it into her throat. She was sucking it as hard as she could, her head bobbing as she blew him.

Gary sat stock still for several moments, his breathing getting steadily quicker, and then he reached out cautiously with one hand and touched Bonnie's thigh.

She giggled, nodding her head for him to go ahead, to do with her body as be pleased, and he traced his hand up along her slender middle and cupped one firm tit. He squeezed it, watching as her nipple distended. Soon he was cupping and squeezing both of her round tits, fondling them, caressing them and tugging at her nipples with his fingertips.

Bonnie kept sucking his cock, her tongue lapping wetly at it and her hand gripping it tightly and moving up and down. She wanted him to come wanted him to squirt his thick sperm into her mouth so she could taste it, could swallow it. She was urging him on with her mouth and her hand, urging him to spurt his cum against her flicking tongue.

Gary trembled with an involuntary shiver, and he pushed his hips up, shoving his solid rod of meat even deeper into Bonnie's mouth. She kept bobbing her head as fast as she could, her lips tight around his twitching prick and her hand jacking him off still faster.

With her free hand, she managed to get his pants down enough so she could touch his balk. She cupped the warm sac they hung in, squeezing them aid feeling them bob any from her fingers. Gary shivered again, and Bonnie only sucked him off all the harder.

Her hot tongue made wet, lapping circles on the head of his throbbing cock, her hand squeezing his cock-shaft so tightly it was jerking all over the place.

The paperboy's hands touched Bonnie's body everywhere they could reach, squeezing her tits, her bare thighs, her rubbery ass. He got one hand in between her legs, and she spread them for him, her breath catching short when his fingers found the slippery wetness of her cunt.

He moved his fingers in and out of her tight snatch, probing into her heat and making her squirm.

Bonnie felt his stiff cock jerk wildly in her mouth, and then he groaned with another wild shiver. His cock jerked once more and was suddenly filling her mouth with warm, sticky liquid.

She sacked his trick and jacked him off, swallowing his spurting cum as quickly as it throbbed out of his cock. She kept gulping it down and trying to suck even more from him, her hand working frantically.

Gary finally exhaled loudly and shuddered all over, his jerking prick shooting the last of his cum down Bonnie's throat.

Bonnie swallowed it all. Then she sat up with a giggle and wiped her mouth off with the back of her hand. Her eyes were bright with excitement, and her hairy pussy was tingling and slick with her warm lubrication.

Gary lay with his head thrown back and his mouth open, his breathing harsh. His eyes were glazed over, and sweat beaded his forehead.

"Was that the first time you ever had your cock sucked on?" Bonnie asked impishly.

He only nodded with a smile.

"Come on in the bedroom, and I'll show you the rest," she smiled, taking his hand in hers. "By the time I'm through with you, you'll know everything you need to know."

She led him into the bedroom and then quickly undressed him. He seemed shy, standing there naked in front of her, but he got over it quickly enough when she peeled off her robe and lay down.

Bonnie opened her legs for him, her bare ass on the edge of the bed and her fret on the floor.

"Take a good look," she said. "And when you've looked enough, kiss it and lick it and suck it."

Gary got down on his knees between her legs. With his hands, he spread her damp thighs, his eyes directly on the pink slash of her wet cunt.

"Mrs. Evans, I've never licked a woman's pussy before," he said nervously. "I – uh – I don't really know how to go about it."

She giggled softly, her bare tits jiggling, and said, "Just kin it all over, and I'll let you know how you're doing. Go ahead, don't be afraid of it."

He still seemed hesitant, his eyes taking in the area where her hairy, pink snatch joined the rubbery checks of her round little. His lips were dry, and he seemed to be trembling again.

Bonnie's anticipation was so great that she couldn't wait another second to feel his mouth between her legs. Sitting up slightly, she reached down and duped her hands behind his head, pulling him forward so that his face was crushed into her warm crotch. She felt the slippery lips of her wet cunt part as his tongue speared in between them, his entire face wallowing in her slick wetness.

She kept pulling his face even tighter into her dripping crotch, moving his head up and don and back and forth so that his tongue was licking her all over. He darted his tongue up into her juicy cunt as far as he could push it, lapping into her glistening cunt-hole and making her shudder.

"That's it, Gary," she gasped. "You're doing fine. OH! Lick it harder, lick my pussy harder. Keep moving your tongue up and down like that. Oh God! Suck on it. Suck my cunt up near the top where my clit is. Suck it! Ohhhh!"

It was unlikely he knew what or where her clit might be, but he sucked the entire top portion of her hot snatch into his mouth, his tongue darting wildly at the mouthful of cunt he had.

Bonnie gasped with the flames his tongue sent licking through her each time it lapped over her quivering clit, her bare inner thighs quaking with passion. He had his face buried in the lush heat of her snatch, and his checks and chin were drenched with her hot juices.

With her hands still behind his head, she pulled him still tighter to the juncture of her thighs. She held him there, shuddering all the while with the fire his lips and tongue were building in the juicy depths of her sapping cunt. Her squirming body was already slick with sweat, and her snatch kept oozing her oily lubrication and quivering wildly.

Bonnie's clit was swollen and distended, and Gary's tonguetip found it easily, his instincts telling him that this was the most highly sensitive spot on her entire body. He concentrated on the pink stub of it, licking it and sucking on it at the same time.

Bonnie groaned and clamped her full thighs tightly to his face, her wiggling ass raising up off the bed as she tried to push her cunt into his mouth. She worked her hips up and down, grinding her slippery snatch against his face, and he responded by sucking her throbbing clit feverishly.

It was obvious he needed no further encouragement, so Bonnie let go of his head and slid her hands up along her body until she was cupping her tits. She started squeezing them, fondling herself and trembling as her nipples distended to taut erection.

Gary, meanwhile, was going crazy down between her damp thighs. His tongue worked into and over every pink little fold of her wet snatch, his lips sucking at her quivering flesh until she was moaning and squirming her bare ass on the bed.

The lanky paperboy was doing everything he could to make Bonnie come, his face burrowing into her gaping snatch and his tongue and lips working furiously. He kissed and sucked her hot pussy all over, his lips smacking noisily, and then, when she was almost ready to get her nut, he shoved two of his fingers straight up her tight cunt. "Ohhh God!" Bonnie gurgled in her throat, her muscles straining and jerking. "You're turning me inside out with your tongue and fingers. Ohhh Goddamn!"

Her breath was coming in gasping heaves, her thighs tensing and untensing as he ate her out and fingerfucked her at the same time. His long fingers were jabbing all the way up inside of her, pushing aside the slippery muscles of her throbbing cunt and sliding in and out. He kept sucking on her wildly tingling clit, his lips enclosing the fleshy nub as his tonguetip flicked back and forth across it.

"Don't stop!" Bonnie breathed hotly. "Suck my cunt right down your throat! It feels so good having you eat my snatch, it feels so good. Ohhh! Ohhhh God! Suck it, kiss it, lick it! Ohhh! Keep eating me out! Shove your fingers deeper in my cunt, deeper!"

She thrashed on the bed, her legs quaking uncontrollably. Her long black hair tossed back and forth, and she kept brushing it away from her face. She was jerking her bare hips up and down, working her juicy pussy against his mouth, the young boy all the while sucking her swollen clit as hard as possible.

"Ohhh God, ohhhh God!" She could feel her tight cunt beginning to spasm, her pink cunt-walls dosing in on one another. "I'm going to come. OHHH! My cunt's on fire. Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Suck my cunt hard… harder! Keep sucking it! I'm so close to coming. I'm going to come! Ohhhh!"

She wailed with a long, drawn-out sob, her hot thighs clamped so tight to Gary's face she was smothering him.

Tie only pressed his mouth tighter to her spasming snatch, sucking the trembling lips, of her pussy completely into his mouth and giving her exactly what she wanted. His tongue kept lapping all over her climaxing cunt, probing into it as she groaned again and again.

Bonnie stretched her shaking legs out until her toes spread slowly apart, her muscles straining as her body was racked with pleasure so intense it was indescribable.

After moaning and jerking through one shattering orgasm after another, she sagged back with a broken whimper, her legs going slack and her head lolling from side to side.

Gary exhaled loudly, and then he stood up, his cock now standing as straight as he was. He just stood there, his face slick with her moisture, watching Bonnie to see what she'd do next.

Bonnie opened her eyes finally and smiled up at him.

"Well," she giggled, "I see you're nice and hard again. Can you figure out what to do with it?"

"Heck, yes!" he laughed, any shyness on his part now gone. "Get up on the bed, and I'll fuck your brains out."

"Confident little bastard, aren't you?"

"I try to be," he laughed again.

Bonnie reached out and took his rigid prick in her hand. It twitched under her warm fingers, stiffening even straighter in the air. She scooted fully onto the bed and pulled Gary on top of her. With her knees raised and her legs spread wide, she groaned when he put his weight fully on her. She guided his throbbing prick into the wet mouth of her hot cunt, running the smooth head of it up and down along her slippery cunt-lips.

Gary pushed forward with his hips, his arms around her slender waist as he tried to push his cock up her snatch. He managed to wedge the full tip and about two inches of his thick cock into her, Bonnie's fingers releasing him when he pushed his stiff meat even deeper.

She got her hands around his ass and pulled him into the we her thighs formed, her ass raising up so she could take his prick as deep in her tight snatch as possible.

A raged moan escaped her lips when his cock slid fully into her hot cunt. It was the only cock she'd ever had in her besides Norman's, and she shivered with the feel of her pussy contracting wetly around it.

"God, is that tight!" Gary said shakily. "It's even wetter and hotter than your mouth. Even just laying here, it feels like your cunt's sucking me off."

"Start pumping, and it'll feel even better," Bonnie breathed, already beginning to work her hips up and down. She spread her thighs as wide as she could, and with her hands cupping his ass, started pulling him along.

Gary's hips moved up and down, and his stiff cock slid in and out of her wetly gripping snatch, slowly at first, then gradually quickening.

Bonnie hooked her heels behind his knees, her hot thighs clamped to the outsides of his. She squirmed beneath him with a jerky, undulating wiggle, her legs pumping and her ass starting to bounce round.

"Give me all of your prick," she hissed between clenched teeth, her bare tits pressed almost flat against his chest. "Shove your cock up me, and make me come. Make me come! Ohhh, it feels so good getting fucked again. I love fucking, I just love it! Ohhh! Ram your cock deeper in my snatch. Ram it up me, Gary, ram it up me as far as it'll reach. Ohhh! Fuck me! Fuck the shit out of me! Ohhh God! I love the fed of your prick going in and out of my cunt. I love it! Ohhhh God, God, God… ohhhh!"

The boy hammered his cock into the very depths of her juicy snatch, ramming it up her and letting her feel every inch of it. His arms hugged her still tighter, squeezing Bonnie until he was crushing the breath out of her.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" Bonnie gasped. "Fuck me harder! Ohhhh! Your cock feels so damn good in my cunt! Ohhhhh!"

Her ass and hips and thighs worked frantically, her tight cunt oozing wetness and sucking at his pistoning cock-shaft.

Gary slammed his prick up her yet harder, driving it into her slippery snatch and filling her with wildly pleasurable sensation. She still hung on to his churning ass with both hands, and she pulled him into her crotch still faster and harder.

Her pumping grew steadily more urgent, her breath coming hot and fast. Soaking with sweat even to the roots of her hair, she writhed and squirmed mindlessly beneath him, taking his stroking cock as deep as she could get it in her snatch and wanting it even deeper.

With one hand, she reached between his legs from behind and squeezed the fleshy pouch his balls hung in. Gary jerked on top of her, his breathing as rough as hers, and he shoved his throbbing prick still harder into her, glutting her cunt with hardness and making her cry out.

"OH! It's so good," she moaned. "Oh God! It's so good! Fuck me, fuck me faster.Ohhh! Don't stop fucking me. Don't stop! Ohhh! Ohhhh Goddamn! Hump the hell out of me. Keep ramming your hard cock up my cunt! Harder! Ram your cock up me harder! Ohhhh! Hold me tight! Hold me tight, and keep fucking my ass off! Ohhh God, I love it! Oh, you're fucking me to death! Ohhhh!"

They were locked together in an embrace of wanton lust, both pumping yet more frantically with each shuddering thrust of the young boy's jerking cock.

Her snatch welling over with slick moisture, Bonnie worked her, sweaty ass up and down with a frenzy. She kept pushing her hips up and grinding her sopping crotch into the base of his battering prick, her tingling clit being squeezed flat and pummeled with fiery sensation.

The wildly delicious tremors of pleasure coursing through her loins made her shake all over, the smooth muscles in her jerking legs tightening and her back beginning to arch upward. Her round little belly was pressed into his, her heels digging into the backs of his legs as she tried to spread her knees wider.

Gary's twitching cock pounded into her slippery cunt furiously, his thrusts getting more brutal with each pistoning stroke. He fucked her with a savageness that bordered on violence, his stiff prick slamming harder and still harder into her and reaming out her juicy snatch.

"Fuck me flat into the bed!" Bonnie managed to groan. "Fuck me faster! Ohhhh! Ohhh! Ohhhh! My cunt's ready to catch fire! Shove your cock deeper! Deeper! Ohhh! God, I'm going to come any second. I'm going to come like crazy! Ohhh! I can feel it! Ohhh! I'm going to… come! Ohhh! Oh-h-h-h-h!"

She snapped taut with a broken gasp, her cries of delight piercing the air as her climax jolted every bone and muscle in her body. Then she jerked and was suddenly alive with animation, her thighs straining and her hands clutching blindly at Gary's ass and balls and the undersides of his churning legs.

The boy's prick jerked even stiffer than it already was, and then he started shooting his wad. His thick sperm squirted up into Bonnie's wet cunt in erratic streams, gushing into her and filling her with hot liquid. He pumped as hard as he could, stabbing his spurting cock up her and shooting her pussy full of cum.

"I can feel you coming in me!" she rasped. "I can feet your cum squirting into my cunt! OHHH! Fill me with it, fill me up with your cum! Empty your nuts in my cunt! Ohhhh Goddamn, it feels so good!"

She writhed and bucked and lurched beneath him until he finally stopped pumping. Then he went limp on top of her, his throbbing cock still imbedded in her wet and cum-filled snatch. With his face tight into the warmth of her neck, he murmured, "Mrs. Evans, if I was older, I'd make you run away with me. I mean it."

"Gary," she smiled, "if you were older, I'd go with you."

From where he stood on the back porch, Jerry Hershall had seen everything that had gone on between Bonnie Evans and her young paperboy. He'd watched through the partially open bedroom window, gaping as Bonnie had first had the boy eat her pussy and then had let him screw her.

Jerry was the milkman, and he decided right on the spot – while the throbbing erection he had was still straining to burst from his pants – that tomorrow he would pay more than merely a friendly visit on Mrs. Bonnie Evans when he delivered the milk.