"Oh, fuck you and your silly beliefs," she sighed.
She reached out and curled her fingers around his massive, rock-hard prick. His cock was solid yet throbbing, very alive to her touch. It rippled and bucked as she petted it, and thick globs of fuck-cream oozed up in his piss-hole. Craig was breathing hard and heavily as he watched her play with his cock-meat.
"Jodie, that's not going to get you anywhere," he told her hoarsely.
"I don't care," she said. "I just want to touch your cock."
Of course she wanted a lot more than that, but she knew there was no point in mentioning it. So she'd just take what she could get. She ran her fingers eagerly up and down the granite column of his cock, imagining how thoroughly his gigantic fuck-tool would fill her starved cunt.
Craig seemed to be relaxing a little. He'd bought her explanation that she just wanted to touch his cock. He believed she wasn't going to create a scene and demand that he fuck her. So he allowed himself to enjoy what she was doing, and he began unbuttoning her blouse.
Jodie shivered with excitement. Craig seldom went that far. He'd played with her tits only a few times before. Now she caressed the long hot slab of his cock-meat while he removed her blouse and then her pretty lace bra. Her firm tits, the size of big grapefruits, tumbled free.
"Mmmmmmmm, honey, yessss," she breathed as his big hands closed around her naked tits.
While he fondled her sensitive tit-globes, she cupped the big purple head of his prick and smeared her palm with his hot, sticky fuck-juices. Then she rubbed the thick liquid up and down his cock, her pumping slick and fast. Craig gave a low groan, and more fuck-cream welled up in his piss-hole.
"Dammit, Jodie, it's hard to resist you!" he growled.
Jodie sure hoped so. And she was even more encouraged when he dipped his head down, stuck out his tongue, and started to lick her nipples. She creamed very hard, her cunt-juices coming out in hot spurts. This was something her modest, moral boyfriend had never done to her before.
"Mmmmmmmm, honey, I love that," she gurgled.
His big wet tongue lashed her right nipple, then the left, darting back and forth between them. He coated both of her stiff buds with his hot sticky saliva. Jodie was squirming and moaning, and she felt like she could come so easily. If she just rubbed her thighs together, she could get off.
But she wanted Craig to do it for her. She was sick and tired of masturbating. It seemed as if that was all she'd done since meeting the man. They'd go out, they'd end up necking, and then Jodie would go to bed alone, seething with frustration. She'd be so ragingly horny that she'd have to beat off before she could sleep.
She didn't want this to be another of those nights. She wanted Craig to give her an orgasm, in whatever way he chose. She wanted to get off with her man, a perfectly normal female desire. She pumped his cock faster, hinting that she'd get him off if he'd do the same for her.
Catching her mounting excitement, Craig pushed her big hot tits together till her nipples were lined up side by side. He opened his mouth and slid it down around her furiously throbbing nipples, taking them both into juicy fuck-heat. Jodie sobbed with excitement as he started sucking her supersensitive nubs.
"Unnnnnhhh, baby, yesssss!" she wept.
She tightened her grip on his violently throbbing prick, pumping it hungrily, smearing her fingers in his dribbling fuck-cream. His cock bucked wildly in her grasp, and she knew he had to be having some very sexy fantasies about her. He had to be imagining that he was sliding his nearly-bursting cock into her seething wet cunt.
"Craig, honey," she whimpered, "why go on torturing each other? Let's go to my room!"
He instantly released her nipples from his sucking mouth and gave an impatient sigh. "Jodie, for the last time, no. I want everything to be right and perfect with us. I am not taking you to bed, and that's final!"
Jodie barely choked back a sob of frustration. "Then get me off some other way," she begged hoarsely. "Please, Craig, I can't stand another night like this, being left horny. You can at least do that much for me."
His expression softened, and he said gently, "Yes, Jodie, I guess you're right. I could to that much for you."
He slid his hand up under her skirt and tugged down her little bikini panties. Rolling her skirt up out of the way, he stared at her neat little copper-colored cunt-bush. Jodie was too insanely horny to be shy, and she opened her thighs and exposed the soaked pink flesh of her pussy.
She felt his cock give a hard buck in her fist, and she was glad. At least he was experiencing the same frustration she was. Then he reached out and slipped his long stiff middle finger between the furry lips of her cunt-bush, caressing the slippery hot cunt-flesh inside. Jodie felt instant pleasure.
"Yes, Craig, play with me!" she moaned. "Make me come!"
Once more his prick tried to tear its way out of her fist, and she hoped he was just as maddeningly horny as she was. She pumped his cock-meat steadily while he explored between her legs with his stiff finger. She soaked his finger with uncontrollable spurts of molten cunt-cream.
Then he went to the most sensitive and receptive spot of all, the throbbing button of her clit. He pressed his fingertip to her pulsating bud and started rubbing it in a circular motion. He was very confident and skilled. He'd been around, all right, and he knew just how to get a woman off.
"Yes, yessss," Jodie panted, "don't stop, honey, keep doing that, it feels so good."
As her excitement mounted, she pumped his cock faster and faster, and his breathing got louder and more harsh. They were launched now, committed to getting each other off. It would have driven them both crazy to stop. Craig's big prick was throbbing like mad in Jodie's fist, and her clit was pulsating wildly against his circling fingertip.
They were like a couple of teenagers, Jodie thought, doing everything but going all the way. It was ridiculous, because they were both in their thirties. They ought to be in her bed, fucking each other's brains out. But she'd fallen in love with Craig and had no choice but to play the game his way.
She'd settle for what she could get, and right now what she ached for was an orgasm from her man, even if it came from his finger instead of his cock. She rubbed her swelling clit against his expertly massaging finger and felt herself teetering on the edge of a body-racking release.
"Just a little more, honey," she whimpered, "I'm almost there."
Craig just gave a hoarse growl, and his cock swelled up so taut that she thought it would explode. He was on the brink of climax, just like she was. She began to pump his cock-meat with lightening speed, and he responded by rubbing her clit faster and faster.
That was all it took to set off the frantically horny schoolteacher. Jodie felt a violent orgasm exploding out from her clit and ripping hotly through her body. A second later Craig bellowed with pleasure, and thick wads of fuck-cream exploded from the head of his cock.
"Ohhhhhh, God, whaaahhhhhhhhhhh!" Jodie screamed.
"Unnnnhhhhhh, unnnnggghhhhhhh!" Craig cried.
At last, she thought bitterly, after eight months of dating, they'd climaxed together. How much longer would she have to wait till Craig thought it was okay to get married and fuck? She knew she couldn't wait much longer. She needed a normal sex life. But where was she going to find another man?
Her thoughts were interrupted as Craig stood up and straightened his clothes. "We went a lot farther than I intended to, Jodie," he said. "Things are getting out of control. I think we ought to cool it for a while and not see each other."
Jodie's self-control snapped, and she burst out angrily, "Okay, Craig, that's just fine with me. I'll have my son for company, anyway."
CHAPTER TWO