The Wives of Beverly Row 4: Lust Has a New Address (3 page)

While she looked at him she opened the top buttons of her silk blouse. His eyes were on her cleavage which she slowly revealed to him as she opened the buttons of the blouse, one by one.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said.

“Come to me,” she said. She continued to open her shirt. Hank was looking at her breasts as she uncovered them and lifted them out of her shirt.

“You want these?” she said, holding her breasts in her hands like pieces of fruit. She was surprised that he was interested. It wasn’t like him to respond to her sexual advances.

“I want them,” he said.

She held them up to him as if she was offering them to him. She’d never known him to be so interested in her breasts. Was he turning over a new leaf? Was he finally becoming more sexually interested in her?

“I love you,” she whispered.

Hank leaned forward. Veronica thought he was going to suck on her breasts but instead he leaned in to tell her something. He was going to whisper in her ear. She was excited. She was aroused. She was glad that he was responding to her.

She held her breathe as she waited for Hank’s words to reach her ear. She had no idea what he was going to say to her. She was dying with anticipation. Her breasts were in her hands, being offered to him like two, ripe gifts. She wanted him to want her.

“Can I call you mommy?” he whispered.

At first, Veronica wasn’t sure she’d heard him right. She wanted to ask him to repeat himself, but then she realized what he wanted. She almost felt like crying. How could that be what he wanted? Why would any man want to call his wife, mommy? It made no sense to her.

She said nothing. She was still holding her breasts in her hands and suddenly she didn’t feel sexual at all. She felt foolish, embarrassed. She wanted to get out of the room. She wanted to run into the bathroom and hide from Hank and be all alone.

Hank leaned down toward her breasts so that his mouth was right by her nipple. “Mommy,” he said quietly. “Mommy,” he said again and put his mouth over her nipple.

Veronica knew that there were fetishes like this, she knew that certain men liked to be treated like babies, or had some sort of sexual fixation on their mothers, but that wasn’t something that Veronica was into in even the tiniest way.

“Mama,” Hank said as he sucked on her nipple. She held his head gently in her arms as he lay on her lap. He sucked on her nipple, not in a sexual way, but like an infant nursing. Veronica felt so awkward. She wasn’t at all turned on.

As she sat there with Hank’s head in her arms, she realized that there was no way she could deny the truth any longer. She’d married the wrong man.

V

B
ECKY WAS HAVING FUN.
She loved going on dates with Kyle. They’d been getting on so well since their discussion about Trudy. Whatever agreement they’d struck seemed to be working out well. At least, Becky felt it was working well. She knew that Kyle had slept with Trudy, she knew that he might do it again, but at least it was a secret that she was in on. It was something that they were both doing together, at least she tried to think of it like that. Kyle was allowed to fool around with Trudy, but only so that he could learn as much about sex as possible and then use all that knowledge with her.

They were coming out of the movie theater. They’d just watched some action flick that Kyle had chosen. It was pretty good but it hadn’t been Becky’s first choice for a movie.

“You want to go get an ice cream or something?” Kyle said.

“An ice cream?” Becky said teasingly. “That sounds good, but I can think of something I’d prefer!”

Kyle grinned at her. “You’re so naughty,” he said.

“You love it!”

He put his arm around her as they walked back to his truck. “I do,” he said.

They didn’t waste any time getting to their favorite spot, the parking lot high up in the Hollywood Hills overlooking the city. It was quiet and secluded up there and no one ever disturbed them. The only way to get there was along the road that led to their houses and no one seemed to know about it. As Kyle drove up the winding road, Becky began to get more and more excited about what they were going to do when they got to the top.

“I have a little surprise planned for you,” Kyle said.

Becky looked up at him. She was still very attracted to him. She’d thought for a while that she was in love with him but now she was beginning to realize that she wasn’t. It had been a difficult admission to make to herself. She was glad that he was her boyfriend, she liked spending time with him, she
loved
making out and fooling around, but she wasn’t in love with him. She’d realized that when he’d told her about Trudy. He was sleeping with Trudy and she realized that she could never love a man who cheated on her. She’d also realized that she didn’t care as much as she should have. If she’d truly been in love with Kyle it would have broken her heart that he wanted to fool around with Trudy. But the way things were between them, she was actually excited for him to sleep with her and then teach her all of the sexual things that Trudy had to teach.

Kyle pulled the truck up under a big willow tree and killed the engine.

“I’ll never get tired of the view up here,” Becky said as she gazed down over the valley, the lights of Los Angeles twinkling for a hundred miles in front of her.

“I’ll never get tired of the view of you,” Kyle said.

Becky looked at him and smiled. “So,” she said, biting her lip a little nervously, “what are you going to do to me?”

Kyle looked over her body. She felt his eyes running over the neckline of her dress, the mounds of her breasts, her smooth thighs. She was quivering with excitement and anticipation.

“I’m going to show you something new.”

“Something new?”

Kyle nodded.

“Let’s see it,” she said. She was ready. She didn’t want to play games. She didn’t want to wait any longer. She wanted to feel the delicious pleasure of an orgasm rushing through her young body.

“Okay,” Kyle said. “I want you to get up on your knees.”

“How can I get on my knees?”

Kneel up and lean on the dash.”

Becky got up in her seat and kneeled, leaning over the passenger side of the dashboard.

“Perfect,” Kyle said from behind her. He pulled up the skirt of her dress a little and looked at her firm butt. Becky held her breath. She was so full of anticipation she felt she might burst. She had no idea what he was going to do.

“I should give this little butt a good spanking,” Kyle said.

Becky said nothing. She wanted Kyle to do whatever he wanted to her. She was perfectly willing. Whatever he had in mind, she was game for.

He rubbed the smooth cheeks of her ass with the palm of his hand.

“How does that feel?” he said.

“Good,” she said.

“Do you know what I’m going to do to you?”

She shook her head. She’d only made love to him a couple of times. She was completely new to all of this. It was as if she’d entered a completely new world over the past couple of weeks. Before she moved to Beverly Row, she’d never even imagined doing things like this with a boy. Now she’d admitted to herself that she didn’t even love Kyle and that she was just fooling around. She’d become the kind of girl she used to be afraid of.

“Do whatever you want,” she said.

She could feel Kyle behind her. He was examining her ass, moving his hand over it very slowly. He was right behind her, so close that she could even feel his breath on her butt cheeks. And then he did something that she never even thought a boy
could
do to a girl. He licked her ass crack!

“What are you doing?” she gasped.

Kyle didn’t answer. He moved his tongue along the crack of her ass till it slid over her anus. Becky felt shy. She was terrified of what he was doing? What if she wasn’t presentable to him? She had no idea what a girl was supposed to do to prepare for something like this. What if he didn’t like what he was doing? She’d never live down the embarrassment. What if he told all the guys at school?

“Kyle,” she whispered. She didn’t know why she was whispering but she was. “Don’t.”

“Shh,” Kyle said. “Don’t worry. You’re going to enjoy every second of this.”

She closed her eyes and prayed that his would pass quickly. She prayed that nothing went wrong, that Kyle wouldn’t try anything that turned out to be a mistake. She’d only been intimate with him a few times, and they’d never done anything even remotely like this.

“Kyle,” she said. “What are you doing?”

Kyle’s tongue moved over her anus again and she felt a spasm of pleasure as he did it. She could feel her vagina tingling with sensation. As he continued to lick her ass, the anticipation in her pussy grew and grew. She began to writhe in pleasure and grind up against the dash of the car. She wanted to reach down to her pussy and touch herself but she was too shy. Kyle continued licking her asshole and as he did, she began to fantasize about what else he might do to her ass.

She pressed her butt back against his face and the harder she pressed, the harder he licked her. At one point, his tongue was pressing so hard against her anus that it was actually beginning to slip inside.

“Oh God,” she whispered as Kyle continued to lick her, his tongue running in tiny, rapid circles around her asshole.

“You’re mine, aren’t you?” Kyle said from behind her.

“Yes,” she said.

“Say it,” Kyle said. “Say you’re mine.”

Becky closed her eyes and sighed in pleasure. The more assertive he became, the more control he took over her and over the situation, the more turned on she became. She loved how she felt, spread over the dashboard, her ass exposed to his closest attention. She felt vulnerable and exposed and so sexy.

“I’m yours,” she said. “I’m all yours, Kyle. Do whatever you want with me.”

Kyle’s tongue stopped sliding over her anus. She could hear him breathing but he said nothing. She could feel his breath on her ass. She was terrified and ecstatic at the same time. What was he going to do next?

Kyle took something out of his pocket. She couldn’t see what it was. She heard him squeeze a bottle and realized that it was some sort of lotion. He was pouring it on his hands.

“What’s that for?” she said but he didn’t answer her.

Then she felt the cool, soothing sensation of the lotion as he rubbed it into her butt. He put the bottle down and began massaging her ass with both hands at once. She looked out through the windshield of the truck at the lights of the city. She wondered how many other girls in Los Angeles were going through something as exciting and titillating as this. She couldn’t imagine that many of them were.

And then she felt something completely unique. It was the sensation of Kyle’s long finger sliding into her ass. Her breathe caught in her throat. What was this? What was happening? Was this something that girls allowed their boyfriends to do? She didn’t know. She didn’t know anything.

As his finger slid deep into her anus, the shocking sensation began to subside and all she felt was the most intense, lustful desire rising up through her body. It felt like it started in her vagina and then flowed around her pussy and asshole like a swarm inside her.

“Kyle,” she gasped.

“You like that?”

“I love it, baby.”

“I thought you’d like it.”

She pushed her ass back against his hand and concentrated on the intense sensation of pleasure as his finger slid all the way inside her anus. The pleasure was so deep, so satisfying, that it almost felt like pain.

“I love it,” she gasped as Kyle’s finger reached the end of its length. “I love it so much.”

Kyle slowly pulled his finger out of her anus, the lotion helping it slide smoothly. The feeling was like nothing Becky had ever experienced.

Then she heard Kyle unzip his jeans. She wondered what was going to happen next. Was this something he’d learned from his time with Trudy? Was it going to hurt?

She remained spread over the dashboard while Kyle pulled his jeans down around his knees. Then he got up behind her. Becky waited. She knew what was coming. She kept her gaze on the lights of the city as she waited. It felt like an eternity passed before she finally felt the hot tip of Kyle’s penis touch her butt. She was amazed, almost shocked, at how much her body wanted him. She wanted him to thrust deeply into her, she wanted him to use her hard and rough, she wanted to be
fucked
.

Kyle seemed to be hesitating.

“Do it,” she said.

“Are you sure?”

She pushed her ass back toward him and moved it from left to right, trying to lure him into her.

“God, you’re so hot,” he said.

“Just do it already,” she said.

And then she felt it, the firm tip of his cock pressing against the tight little ring of muscle around her anus. She pushed back against it. She wanted to feel it slide into her. She wanted to be taken in the ass! Was this even really happening to her? What had her life become?

She pressed back against Kyle’s firm, rigid penis. It was pressed hard against her anus but she wasn’t sure if it would slide into her or not. It didn’t seem like it would be possible.

She hadn’t even ever had normal, missionary sex with Kyle. She was still
technically
a virgin. He’d fingered her pussy, he’d fingered her ass, they’d had oral sex, and now they were trying this, but they’d never had normal sex. Not that Becky was an expert or anything. She just thought it was strange that they were trying all these other things without ever trying the most straightforward option. Was there a reason Kyle was trying to do everything to her but regular sex?

And then, in just a single instant, all of those thoughts disappeared. Kyle reached around her with his hand and began rubbing her clitoris. It was almost too much for her. She cried out as his wet finger rubbed her throbbing clit. She felt as if she might orgasm already and didn’t even wonder if it was too soon. She gasped and then something even bigger happened. Without thinking, Becky squeezed the muscles in her ass, tensed them, and without her even realizing, Kyle’s firm, long, lubricated cock began to slide into her anal passage. She cried out. It was too much. Was she still a virgin? She didn’t know. His cock slid slowly up into her anus, inch after inch of it, until it was fully engorged in her anus.