She could just imagine Jerry's reaction if she talked like that while they fucked. Well, poor old Jerry just didn't know what he was missing. He'd never seen the real Mona – the wild howling slut who loved to fuck. He kept that Mona carefully bottled up. Was he afraid of her? Len certainly wasn't. The more she wailed and humped, the more excited he got.
"Take it, baby, take my cock," he panted. "I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you."
That was great with Mona. She tightened her greedy cunt tube around his plowing dick, increasing the red-hot friction. The pleasure grew in her cunt till she was screaming with it, and she felt scalding pussy juice streaming down her thighs. Len's hands grew hot and sweaty on her hips, and she could feel sweat dripping onto her back and her ass. But still he fucked into her like a stallion.
"Ohhhhh, Christ, I love it!" Mona wailed. "I'm gonna come. Unnnnhhhh, yes,now!"
Her body was bucking and rocking violently. Len threw himself on her and flattened her, forcing her legs wider apart as they fell. He cupped her big throbbing tits and squeezed them as she came. His rigid cock was still hammering her cunt, giving her powerful blasts of pleasure as she whined and climaxed. She finished coming, and his prick was still stiff as steel.
"Fantastic," Mona panted. "How are we going to do it this time?"
"I'm thinking, I'm thinking," Len laughed.
He rolled off her and slid off the bed. Mona had no idea what he was up to this time, but she followed him with a wicked grin. Whatever he had in mind, it was bound to be fun. Len arranged her to lean with her back against the wall, and then she got the idea, spreading her legs wide for him. He crammed his cream-slick cock hard into her cunt. "Uhhhhhh, yes!" Mona gasped. "Get into me, baby – fuck me good and hard."
He grabbed her jerking ass and plowed his rock hard dick fast and deep in her thirsty little fuck hole. Mona slumped back against the wall, eyes rolling, tongue lolling out, as she took the delicious rough thrusts. She felt as horny as ever. She felt as if she could come a thousand times. Never in her life had she been so thoroughly and fantastically fucked.
"Len, you big bastard, I love it!" she moaned.
"I'm glad, baby, because I'm not finished yet," he said, "not by a long shot."
He fucked into her faster and faster, till the room whirled before her eyes: Mona couldn't believe how great it felt.
In fact, a week ago she wouldn't have believed fucking could be this wonderful. It had been mild fun with Jerry, but with the new men she was meeting, it was a mind-blowing experience. She groaned in ecstasy and clawed the wall, sizzling pussy juice streaming down her legs.
"Ohhhhhhh, do it to me, fuck me!" she screeched. "Don't ever stop."
She came again, and still his cock was rigid and ready for action. Most women would have been fucked raw by that time, but not Mona. She felt as lusty as ever. She knew she was making up for five years of sexual frustration, but how long was it going to take before she was satisfied? Oh, well, she didn't have to worry about that tonight – not with a guy like Len. She wouldn't think about it now.
CHAPTER FIVE
Mona got home just before dawn and slept in till noon. When she woke, she lay in bed awhile, thinking over the events of the last two days. Could she really go on like this, fucking every man she met? Maybe it was time to go back to being a good little housewife.
She thought it over a moment and rejected it. She just couldn't give up her new life, not yet! She'd hardly been awake ten minutes, and already her pussy was burning with need. It was still many days till Jerry's return, and she didn't intend to do without sex all that time. The only question that remained was where she'd find her next man.
While she showered, Mona came up with a plan. She put on sandals, skimpy red shorts, and a matching halter, no bra. Then she left the apartment and walked to the city park, a vast wooded area. As she'd suspected, not every man in town was at work. There were many young men, probably college kids, sprawled on the grass reading or writing. Quite a few of them looked up with obvious interest as Mona strolled by.
She could see it was going to be easy pickings, so she decided to hold out for the most attractive kid she could find. Strolling deeper into the park, she came across one who took her breath away. He was beautifully built, shirtless, his chest broad and matted with brown hairs. His dark hair was long, and he had a mustache. As Mona approached, he looked up from his book and grinned.
"Hi," she said, "beautiful day, isn't it?"
"It sure is," he replied. "Kinda hot, though. And you look thirsty. Care for a beer?"
"I'd love one," Mona said, plunking herself down on his blanket.
He got two cans of beer from a cooler, and they sipped and talked. She found out his name was Tim and that he was a junior at the local college. It was clear that he was very attracted to her. His eyes darted hungrily over her scantily clothed body. But, like Len, he seemed a little intimidated by her, and she figured she'd have to make the first move.
"Mind if use your blanket to get a little tan?" she asked.
"Go right ahead," Tim said eagerly.
Mona rolled onto her belly and untied her halter. It slipped down onto the blanket, covering only her nipples. Tim gawked lustily at her enormous pale tits. Mona kept her eye on his fly, hoping for some encouraging reaction, and sure enough, it swelled into a big hard bulge.
"Hey, Mona, you could get burned." Tim said hoarsely. "I've got some suntan lotion here. Want me to put some on you?"
"How nice of you, Tim," Mona purred. "Yes, please do."
But of course he just wanted an excuse to touch her.
That was fine with Mona. He got out the tube of lotion, squeezed some onto his hands, and began rubbing the lotion onto Mona's shoulders and back. She waited for him to make his move, and she didn't have to wait long. Soon his hands were creeping toward her tits, rubbing lotion into the soft creamy outer portion of the big melons.
Mona made no move to stop him. He got bolder, smearing lotion lower and lower on her melon-size tits. She began to quiver with excitement as he worked towards her nipples. She could hear him breathing fast and loud. He worked the area just outside the nipple range, and Mona gave a little purr of contentment. Then Tim took the plunge, slipping his lotion-slick hands under her big soft nipples.
"Why, Tim, you devil," Mona giggled.
"You don't mind?" he said hoarsely.
"No," she sighed, "it feels good."
Instantly he went to work, squeezing and molding her huge heavy tits. Mona felt shivers of pleasure coursing right down to her swollen eager pussy. Hot cream gushed from her cunt and moistened the crotch of her panties. She was sure Tim felt just as excited as she did. He was panting as he molded her big throbbing tits.
"You could probably work easier if I rolled over," she said.
"Yeah, but let's move somewhere else," Tim said. "We're right on the path here. Somebody could see us."
They got up, Mona clutching her discarded halter over her wobbling naked tits. Tim gathered up the blanket and led the way to a grove of trees about fifty yards from the path. Inside was a grassy clearing, where he quickly spread out the blanket. Mona lay down and uncovered her tits. The big melons stood up firm and flawless. Tim dropped to his knees beside her and started squeezing her tits again.
"Jesus, you've got fantastic tits," he panted.
Mona just grinned. She knew for certain now that she was going to get laid, that the nagging ache in her pussy would be taken care of. Tim's fly looked ready to burst with its big, bulging hard-on. But she didn't feel like rushing. One thing she'd always missed with Jerry was deliciously drawn-out foreplay. She gurgled with excitement as Tim fondled her tits.