Donna Allen

The family gets it on

CHAPTER ONE

Rona sat at her dressing table and brushed her hair. She saw her husband, Bob, step up behind her and wrap his arms around her until his hands clutched her tits. He pressed his lips to the softness of her bare shoulder. His lips felt hot and moist and they sent tingles up and down Rona's spine. He kissed her several times and then whispered in her ear.

"Let's get into bed and fuck," he said.

Rona smiled at his image in the mirror. Bob tried hard to be romantic, but he failed miserably. It wasn't that he wasn't a good and considerate lover. It was just that when it came to whispering sweet things in her ear he was a flop.

Not that words really mattered to the highly sexed wife and mother. What mattered was Bob caressing her tits and pulling her long dark hair off her face. He dabbed his tongue over her ear and once again whispered in her ear.

"Let's fuck, hon."

She held her hands over his and felt the strength of them on her tits. Tiny tremors coursed through her body and her pussy began to throb with need. Bob was wearing only jockey shorts. When he pressed up against her back, she felt his prick against her sensitive flesh.

For the hundredth time she wondered if other women were as easily aroused as she. She and Bob had been married long enough to have teenaged twins. Other women became bored with their husbands, but not she. Bob turned her on as much or more than he had when they'd been newly weds. She was ready to fuck anytime and anyplace. Her problem was that Bob complained that she wore him out.

She wondered if her daughter would be as highly sexed as she was. She didn't worry about Jamie. It didn't matter how horny boy were. But for girls it was different. Even now, with the sexual revolution, it wasn't as easy for girls to have hot pants as it was for boys.

She'd always been too embarrassed to discuss the problem with her friends. When they did discuss sex, most of them complained that their husbands wanted too much of it. She usually just sat and listened. If she'd, told them she wanted more than Bob they'd have thought she was crazy.