The Wives of Beverly Row 4: Lust Has a New Address by Abby Weeks

deepest, most intimate way possible. She didn’t even know him. She’d only just met him. She was lying there in her post-orgasmic bliss, looking at him, a boy who was over twenty years younger than she was, and she knew that they were about to fuck. She looked from Gary to Dean. Dean was even younger. He was standing at the end of the bed. His tongue had been inside her anus! It was amazing when she thought about it, the way she could just go out onto the street and pick up total strangers. She felt as if anything was possible, anything at all. She could literally go out into the city and tell boys what she wanted them to do to her, and they would come home and do it, gladly. Why didn’t all women do this? What held them back? The deeper she got into this sort of thing, the harder she thought she would find it to try to live the way she had when she was married.
    “Are you boys going to be gentle?” she said, teasingly.
    Dean looked to Gary for the answer. Gary looked at her and smiled. He was trying to be sinister, trying to put a little fear in her, but she knew he was just being playful. He didn’t scare her. He excited her.
    “Come on,” Gary said. “Lie on me.”
    She got up and put her leg over him so that she was straddling him. Her skin was slick and wet from sweat. So was his. He’d wiped his face on the sheets but she could see from his hair that his face had been covered with saliva and juice from her pussy. Even though she’d just gone through a massive orgasm she was tingling with more desire. She wanted more. That was her problem. She always wanted more.
    She put her weight down onto Gary. His penis was waiting for her like a wooden post. Her cunt was so wet and slippery that she just slid down onto him as smoothly as if she was putting a hand into a glove.
    “Jesus,” Gary sighed as his long, hard cock slid up into her warm, wet pussy.
    She looked into his eyes. There was a look of such affection on his face that she wanted to lean forward and kiss him.
    “Come to me,” he said and gently pulled her down by the shoulders so that her breasts were resting on his firm, broad chest. He slid his tongue into her mouth.
    While she sucked on Gary’s tongue, she felt dean touch her ass. He had a hand on each of her butt cheeks and he gently pulled them open so that he could see her anus. He touched it with his finger. There was some lotion by the bed and he took the bottle and poured some onto his hand. Then he began rubbing it into her ass, covering the cheeks, getting it into the crack of the ass, carefully covering the anus. Gary stopped kissing her and she looked back over her shoulder at Dean.
    “Don’t be shy,” she said.
    He looked at her like he couldn’t believe what she’d just said. He’d probably grown up thinking of women as timid, polite creatures who were afraid of cocks. That wasn’t Trudy. These boys were about to double penetrate her and she wanted it as badly as she’d ever wanted anything in her entire life. She wanted to feel the power of two strong, hard cocks inside her body at the same time. She wanted to feel the loss of control, the complete and utter domination of the men as they both fucked her together. She wanted to submit to them utterly and completely.
    Dean took a hold of his cock in his hand and brought it up to her anus. He was careful, touching the head of his cock against her very gently.
    “Press it against me,” Trudy said.
    Dean pressed his cock against her asshole. She wanted it to slide in, all of it, she wanted to be impaled by the thick girth of his meat.
    “Harder,” she said.
    He pressed his hard cock harder against the pink circle of her anus. As he did, she pressed against it, squeezing her ass muscles. Somehow, as she squeezed her muscles, his cock began to slide into the passage of her ass. She gasped as it went in. It seemed to go deeper and deeper than she ever thought possible. She was amazed at how long it took for the entire length of the