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Educating Harriet	By : Byrhthelm Category: G through L > JAG Views: 20976 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Homework

It was so fucking typical of the Navy and Harriet was fuming! She and Bud had booked a whole week so that they could take leave together, and at the last minute Bud’s leave had been cancelled and he had been sent TAD. So Harriet had been on leave and Bud had been TAD for five days of it. Now she was back on duty and now, today, her first day back, Bud was due to arrive at Andrews! It just wasn’t fair! It was as if some malevolent spirit was conspiring with the JAG to keep the two of them as far apart as possible and for as long as possible! It wouldn’t have seemed so vicious if Bud had stayed TAD for an extra couple of days, but for him to return to Jag on the first day she was back on duty just added insult to injury. ‘Here’s the thing though… I was so antsy today, and took my temper out on the wrong people… I’ll have to apologise to Gunny, and do something nice for Coates…”
But she kept glancing impatiently at the clock, it was past Bud’s ETA at Andrews, and yes, he has to be debriefed ‘although I’ll debrief him alright when he gets home!’ she giggled to herself. The table was set, the lamb and potato casserole was in the oven, and the wine was open – just in case he wanted to eat first, although that wasn’t part of her plan.
She was slightly nervous about how he’s react to her bald mound, though. Although the sensation had been a bit strange at first, Harriet, even in the few days since she’s had it done, was now committed to keep herself hairless, and except for when in uniform had more often than not worn flirty skirts and dresses and gone commando, and she was pretty sure that on one or two occasions she had accidentally flashed passers-by as she climbed out of her minivans at the mall or store. In fact she was wearing one of those dresses now, and had not only decided against wearing panties, but had also foregone the use of a bra, ‘after all, I won’t be wearing them for more than a few minutes after Bud gets home!’
Harriet just had time to give the table another critical look when she heard a key in the door. With butterflies (they felt the size of B-52s) rioting in her stomach, she swallowed nervously as the door opened to reveal a slightly crumpled and travel-stained Bud, still in his peanut butters and carrying his ready-to-go bag. He had barely enough time to drop his bag and hang his hat on the peg when Harriet, butterflies forgotten (or ignored) gave a squeal and threw herself at him, her lips locked onto his, her arms around his neck and her legs wrapped around his waist.
The impact of her hitting him made him gasp a little and Harriet took shameless advantage of his half open mouth to plunge her tongue into it. This was no tender, sharing, caring kiss. This was demand, and an expression of wanting, of lust and love.
Yes, she had enjoyed her interludes with Mac, Harm and Carolyn, but this was Bud! Her husband, the man she loved desperately, the father of their child. And Harriet surrendered herself to the intense feeling of joy that overwhelmed her the second that he had walked through the door.
Bud grunted a little under the strain of supporting Harriet’s entire weight, and she reluctantly unwrapped her legs from his waist and lowered her feet to the ground, but she smiled wickedly into his mouth as she ground her body against his. Bud had always responded quickly to her, and she had no doubt that the hard bulge she could feel grinding against her stomach was not a pistol in his pocket.
Harriet had more or less expected his response but she was still gratified to have proof that she still had the same effect on Bud. He wasn’t quite the same Bud he’d been when they married, he’d matured, grown up even and his unwilling participation in Commander Sturgis’ fitness program had made him shed some of the extra weight he carried. OK, he still wasn’t ‘ripped’ but he was leaner, and she giggled quietly to herself, meaner. But for the moment she had… bigger… concerns on her mind and with a wicked smile plastered to her face, she said demurely, “How hungry are you Bud? You’ve got two choices, me or lamb casserole?”
“Fuck the casserole!” Bud declared as his wife again ground her belly against his hard on.
“No!” Harriet crowed in triumph as she pressed herself once more against the bulge in his pants, “Fuck me!”, and turned towards the stairs dragging Bud with her,
“What about AJ?” her panted as she almost ran up the stairs.
“With Harm and Mac for the night!” she responded as she turned to kiss him once again, forcing his mouth with her eager tongue and then gripping both his hands in hers backed into their bedroom, where her hands flew to his shirt, her fingers fumbling in her excitement as she feverishly tried to unfasten his buttons.
“Here, let me!” Bud said as he tore his mouth momentarily from hers. Harriet moaned and then a spark illuminated her lust fogged mind and her hands dropped to his waist, wrenching open his belt buckle and tearing at the button. With a pant of victory she achieved her aim, although the button fastening had gone flying half-way across the room, but Harriet was beyond caring; she broke the kiss and dropped to her knees, pulling at Bud’s zipper as she did so and then hooking her thumbs in the waist of pants and shorts at the same time she pulled them down to his knees, letting his cock spring free. She gazed at it for a second or two as it bobbed in front of her face, it’s bulbous head seemingly even more enlarged and shining purple under the pressure contained in its veins, a clear drop of pre-cum already beading the tiny slit.
Harriet shook her head as if clearing it before she opened her mouth and lunged forward taking the head and as much of the shaft into her mouth as she could without having to suppress her gag reflex, sucking hard and swirling her tongue over and around the head that nearly filled her mouth.
Bud threw his head back and groaned as the familiar but indescribable feel of Harriet’s mouth enveloped his dick, his hands tangled in her hair and his pelvis involuntarily pushed forward.
Harriet opened her throat and continued sucking, breathing hard through her nose as Bud began to fuck her mouth. The sheer sexuality of the act on top of her already lustful state had turned her insides first to jelly and now to liquid which she could feel trickling down her thighs from her aching cunt. She had just about decided to stop sucking Bud’s dick and drag him to the bed when he pre-empted her decision. Not wanting to cum in her mouth on this occasion, Bud knew he had to act now if he wanted to bury his dick in Harriet’s cunt, so bending forward from the waist, he pulled his dick from her mouth, leaving it swaying in mid-air and dripping with her saliva as he stooped and putting his hands under her arms her pulled her to her feet and fastened his mouth on hers while, hampered by his pants around his ankles he stumbled forward to the bed, pushing Harriet backwards onto it before almost falling on top of her.
He twisted slightly to one side to allow a hand to grab the hem of her skirt and flipped it upwards as he reared over her, Harriet opening eager thighs to accept him. Her hairless pussy and pantie-less state barely registered on his conscious mind as Harriet reach for his dick and guided him to her entrance. With one forceful thrust of his hips he plunged his entire length home, Harriet locking her ankles behind his back to try and pull him in even more, and then immediately withdrawing it so that just the head remained in Harriet’s cunt, gripped by the ridges just inside her, he plunged in again, commencing a powerful, fast, furious fuck that initially had a heedless Harriet wincing in pain, and gasping “fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!” as she thrust her hips up to meet his every thrust until the agitation of her nerve ends transformed that pain into pleasure.
Bud, not to be outdone, almost chanted in counterpoint, “yesyesyesyesyes!”
Neither Bud not Harriet had the stamina to keep up such an animalistic fuck so for long, and both were too excited to last, Bud came first, his head thrown back and his teeth gritted, the veins in his neck standing put and an expression of almost pain on his red, sweat soaked face, but Harriet was only a second or so behind him, locking her legs even tighter around him as she threw her arms around his neck while her hips bucked up, thrusting his still hard dick deep inside her, almost to the neck of her cervix as she howled wordlessly, her juices flowing around the fleshy plug that occupied her cunt and flowing back onto her groin.
Both lay still, breathless and spent for long minutes until Bud’s prick shrank ban to its normal size and slithered out of Harriet’s pussy, the faint movement triggering Bud’s conscience, so that her rolled to one side, relieving Harriet of his weight. The blonde, although uncomplaining, and loving the feel of her husband’s body pressing on hers was nonetheless grateful for the chance to breathe properly and drew in a shaky breath.
“That was….” She started.
“Incredible… mind blowing… fantastic…
“Powerful… fast, furious, frenzied even… but amazing… hot… very hot… sweaty… sticky…”
“I didn’t hear you complaining?”
“I never said it wasn’t good!” Harriet giggled.
“No… I guess you didn’t,” Bud agreed as he leaned over and gently kissed Harriet.
“M’mmm…” she agreed as she reached a hand down to his dick.
“Not yet, sweetie, sorry. But I’m not superman, you know…”
“No… I don’t… ‘cause that was pretty damn good imitation!” Harriet giggled.
Bud’s brow creased with concern, “Yeah, I was a bit… forceful… I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“Just a little bit, and left me a little bit sore… but I didn’t feel it, really, I was so hot myself, and I was so ready for you!”
“Yeah, me too!” Bud grinned and dropped another gentle kiss on Harriet’s lips.
“M’mm…” Harriet waited until Bud broke the kiss and then said, “Yeah, it was great… but if we’re not going to go again right now… it’s a bit uncomfortable lying here all sticky and with my dress all bunched up under my ass… so I’m going to get cleaned up a bit.” She sat up and reached behind her for the dress’ zipper and standing, let it puddle around her feet. “Want to join me?” she teased.
Bud was on his feet in an instant, toeing off his shoes, and kicking his feet free of his pants and shorts, while he jerked his under shirt over his head, “Just try and stop me!” he declared.
To Harriet’s disappointment the shower cubicle proved too small for any extended foreplay and a fuck was totally out of the question and she sighed despondently, “We’re going to have to remodel the bathroom,” she told Bud.
“Oh?” Bud asked surprised by her seeming non-sequitur.
“Yeah, we need to get it a bit more like Mac and Harm’s bathroom…”
“When did you see Mac and Harm’s bathroom?” Bud asked curiously.
“Umm… last week, while you were away,” Harriet confessed. “Come on, let’s dry off, and eat dinner, and I’ll tell you all about it!”
“All about what?” Bud demanded.
“Over dinner!” Harriet promised.

Harriet finished serving the meal while Bud poured two glasses of wine, “Well it all started because Mac licked my pussy and then got you to ass-fuck her last Saturday afternoon, and that raised some questions in my mind. So… on Wednesday I went over to their place, and I asked Mac if she would fuck me properly and teach me how to fuck a woman… Harriet went on to explain what she and Mac had done to and for each other and then went to say “…and then Harm came home, and between Mac and Harm they just about wore me out… And so… I ended up spending the night, and I was so sore the next morning…”
Bud had sat silently as he’d listened to Harriet recounting her adventures, at first he didn’t know what his reactions were but as Harriet had gone into details, he’d felt his dick stiffening again.
“Was that when you decided to shave your pussy?” he asked.
“No… that happened before I went to see Mac… when we were talking before you and Harm joined us in the pool, she’d said that Harm wanted her to go completely hairless because it was more pleasant for the man, not to have to pick hairs out of his teeth… and I gotta admit, when it happens and the hair is snagged and pulled, it kinda takes away from the experience for me too, you know? So, because I was hoping Mac would go down on me…” She suddenly giggled.
Bud was puzzled at Harriet’s laughter, “What’s so funny?” Bud asked.
“Oh God! That afternoon! I… I went to a beauty parlour and had them use a depilatory cream, so I would be all nice and smooth, like I said, for Mac. I was wearing my blue summer dress?” Bud nodded in acknowledgement that he remembered the dress.
“Well I’d already decided to go braless, and then when I finished at the salon, I decided to go commando too, so all I had on was the dress.”
Bud nearly choked on his wine as he formed a mental image of Harriet wearing only that dress.
“Easy, Tiger!” she smiled. Despite his willing participation in the foursome before he was sent TAD, Harriet had been a little hesitant in telling him how she had spent her week, but she wasn’t going to lie to him, not even by admission, well, except for the fact that Harm had ass-fucked her two or three times in one day, she wasn’t even sure just how many times. But she would lead up to that subject a bit later.
“Anyway, she continued, “It was a warm afternoon with just enough breezed to keep it cool, and I was feeling really… reckless and naughty and turned on, and my nipples popped… and you know how snug that dress is over my tits… Well, there were a couple of teenage boys drooling as I walked past them, so I waited until I got to the van and then turned back towards them and asked them if they liked what they saw. One kid sort of said yes, but the other just stood gaping like a goldfish, so I grinned and just told ‘em too bad, I was batting for the other team. Oh yeah, and I think I might have flashed them when I climbed into the van…”
Harriet added that last sentence so artlessly, so obviously deliberately artlessly, that Bud couldn’t do anything except laugh, much to Harriet’s relief. “Any more mischief you’ve been up to while I was away? He chuckled, not really expecting an answer.
“Umm… yeah…” Harriet admitted and then took a deep breath, “Saturday was the JAG ladies’ girls’ night, and it was my turn to host…”
“Yeah, I remember you saying,” Bud agreed.
“Well… I kinda seduced Carolyn Imes…”
“Kinda seduced?” Bud asked, his forehead creasing in a frown, “How does that work?”
“Well, she had a little too much to drink to drive, so I invited her to stay over, so when we got into bed, we started talking about guys and I got really turned on by something she told me, and I kissed her, and we, well I, sort of took it from there…”
“I don’t know if I like that image…” Bud thought aloud.
“Oh come on Bud! How many times have you said you like to see that… that… Deanna what’s her name and the doctor from Star Trek, get it on together!”
“Deanna Troi and Doctor Beverley Crusher.”[1] Bud said, as he nodded his head, “Yeah, you’re right, I shouldn’t have double standards.”
“That’s good,” Harriet smiled, “’cause I’m going to invite Carolyn to come back over for a threesome with you and me!”
Bud blinked as his cock swelled again, “Do you think she’ll go for that?”
“Yeah, I do think so. It was her talking about a threesome that she’d enjoyed that got us started in the first place.”
“Yeah, well, how come you decided…?”
“Well, Mac told me and showed me how to make love to a woman, so I decided to put her lessons into practice…”
“And how was it?”
“With Mac or with Carolyn?”
“Both, or either?” Bud said, his hand going beneath his bathrobe to gently rub his aching dick.
“It was… mind blowing!” Harriet said dreamily. And then she saw the slight movement his arm was making. “Bud are you jerking off? You are!” she accused him.
“No, not really," Bud denied easily, “just a little gentle therapeutic massage, the ‘confessions of a lonely navy wife’ have given me a hard on like you wouldn’t believe!”
“Ooh, I like that!” Harriet exclaimed with a smile, “’The Confessions of a Lonely Navy Wife’! Maybe I’ll write a book!!
“It’d be a best seller!” Bud enthused as he stood, “but now, Mrs Lonely Navy Wife, it’s time to put your money where your mouth is!”
“Don’t you mean put my mouth where your meat is?” Harriet grinned, as she stood to kiss her husband, her hand slipping beneath his robe to stroke his iron hard dick.
Bud groaned gently, breaking the kiss and leaned his forehead against Harriet’s, “Let’s take this upstairs again,” he suggested, “I’m getting too old to fuck you on the couch when there’s a perfectly good bed handy!”
“Oh God, yes!” Harriet agreed, and then blushed as she realised what she’d said. “Not the too old bit, but definitely yes about the bed!” she giggled as Bud ushered her up the stairs in front of him, his hands reaching under the skirt of her bathrobe to cup her butt cheeks. Harriet threw a glance back over her shoulder, winked broadly and giggled again.
Bid kept his hands on her ass until they reached the bedroom, when he shifted them up to her shoulders and gently turned her around, lowering his face to hers. Harriet’s mouth opened welcoming his tongue before their lips touched, and Bud swept his tongue into her mouth in a long slow kiss, that started gently, sensually and then became more urgent, more sexual as it deepened.,
Harriet’s hands went to the knot that kept her bathrobe closed and shrugged it off her shoulders, adding it to the pile of discarded clothing on the floor, and then loosened the knot Bud’s tie and tugged it back off his shoulders, forcing him to let go of her head for a few seconds until his robe joined her s on the floor.
This time it was Harriet who backed towards the bed until it bumped the back of her knees and then sat on the edge before swivelling around onto her knees in the middle of the bed, sitting back on her heels and smiling at Bud who waited until she’d taken her position before he joined her, lounging on one side and smiling up at her.
“You know,” he said thoughtfully, “that position is a cute as a button, but it does make you sort of inaccessible…”
“So… what do you suggest counsellor?” Harriet dimpled at him.
“Well… how about you just lying down here beside me?” Bud asked in return, patting the coverlet invitingly.
“Well why didn’t you say so?” Harriet smiled, doing as he asked, so that the pair of them were lying on their sides their hands and bent elbows propping their heads clear of the sheets. “So how do you want to start this dog and pony show?” Harriet grinned.
“Dog and pony show, hey?” Bud’s eyes took on a gleam that sent shivers up Harriet’s spine, “Well how’s this for starters?” he asked leaning in to kiss her.
Once again he was met by Harriet’s open mouth and their tongues swept over and around each other’s tasting their spouse’s soft palate, the tongue tango interspersed with gentle nips on bottom lips as Bud shifted so that he was above Harriet and gently pressed her shoulders back down onto the sheets, freeing her hands to roam his head, neck and back as he took his weight on his elbows, his hands cradling each side of her face.
The making out session had its effect on Harriet, although the fact that she and Bud were both butt naked and she could feel his hard on prodding her thigh might have had something to do the with way her pink nipples popped and the moist warmth she felt in her pussy.
When he finally broke the kiss, he rolled slightly to one side and brought his hand stroking softly, down the length of Harriet’s arm until her could intertwine his fingers with hers, bringing it up to his mouth to graze her knuckle with his lips before placing it on her stomach, and transferring his hand to her breast, gently cupping the whole of it with the palm of his hand.
“Ohhhh…” Harriet gasped and pushed the straining nipple up into firmer contact with his hand.
“That still feels good to you, huh?” Bud teased her, as he carefully and gently kneaded her breast.
“Oh… God yes! Soooo good…” Harriet breathed, squirming as the sensations increased, “I… haven’t… changed that… much inna… week…” she half sighed.
“Still the same old not-quite-so-innocent Harriet that I fell in love with, then?” Bud asked as he rolled her nipple between thumb and forefinger.
“Yessss!” Harriet hissed, although Bud wasn’t quite sure whether she was answering his question or was just approving the action of his hand, not that it was vitally important either way. He smiled and gently rubbed his dick against Harriet’s thigh, the sight of her increasing arousal always had this effect on him and an equally predictable response from Harriet, as she slid her hand between their two bodies, blindly groping for his dick.
“Nuh-huh,” he remonstrated as his hand closed on her wrist, “Not yet, sweetie, this time it’s all about you. We can make it about me another time…”
“Oooh…” Harriet’s groan was of frustration, but merged seamlessly into an “Aaaahhh…” of appreciation as Bud took her other nipple between his lips, and stabbed at it, a dozen or more lightning quick strokes which made it feel even more solid in his mouth as he altered tactics, sucking as much of Harriet’s breast into his mouth as he could, leaving soaked with his saliva and with her areole and nipple blushing a darker pink with the blood that had raced to the surface in response to his suction. With that nipple now over sensitised, Bud was having a hard time controlling Harriet, whose squirms had become full-blown writhings, but he managed to latch his mouth onto her other breast, while bringing a hand up to tease her reddened nipple.
Harriet wriggled under his mouth and hand, “Oh God…. Bud… that is so good,” she moaned, as he sucked hard on the one breast while pinching the other nipple and dragging a fingertip around it, occasionally changing to gently kneading the whole of her firm mounds. All the while feasting his eyes on her facial expression as she fought to keep control, but she was given away, at first by the way her breath caught in her throat and then occasional shudders and then a little later by the way her hips arched off the bed, searching for a hand or mouth or erection that wasn’t there.
“Oh God…Oooh… just a little harder please, Bud… yes, hat’s it… Nooooo… Yessss…Oh Christ… Bud… more… more… oooh…” Harriet’s vocal encouragement became less coherent as she neared her breaking point.
“Oh…. Fuck! Bud! Fuckfuckfuck! Oh GodGodGodGodGod… Bud! I’m cooomiiiing!” and she was! Her body twisting maniacally and her breasts, neck and face beaded with perspiration and flushed to a rosy pink, Harriet shivered in the throes of an orgasm.
Bud grinned in sheer delight, he loved making Harriet climax just by playing with and sucking her tits and her orgasms always made his dick throb a little harder. The downside was that he’d have to wait a few minutes until she rode out the after tremors before he could turn his attention to arousing her again, but in the scale of things that was just a minor consideration…
Harriet, breathing deeply but with the flush of her orgasm still infusing her upper body and face opened her blue, blue eyes and smiled up at Bud, “Dammit, Bud, you are sooo fucking good at that!”
“Well I do try,” he murmured, dropping a gentle kiss on her lips swiping them gently with his tongue so that she opened for him and gently sucked his tongue inside her mouth, which as her breathing had levelled out was all the excuse his hand needed to start roaming all over her body.
Starting at the corner of her mouth, he used a feather soft touch of just one finer to follow the line of her jaw back to her ear, following the path with his tongue before his kiss just below the ear had Harriet moaning with pleasure, and then traced a path down the pulsed point on her neck where he sucked lightly on her creamy skin before his mouth returned to plunder hers and his finger traced down between the valley of her breasts, before he finger walked up one succulent mountain to pinch and roll the nipple before descending the far side and gently massaging Harriet’s upper stomach, ignoring the slight wriggle she made, in favour of moving his hand back up to her other breast, tracing a spiral around it and up the nipple before taking the whole breast in his hand and tenderly squeezing it.
As he did so Harriet really moaned, a long drawn out “Unnnnnnh” that came straight from her gut, and incredibly sexy sound to Bud, who had been nursing an aching hard on for about thirty minutes and now would have sworn he could feel his pre-cum oozing from the head of his dick. But he was still hell bent on giving Harriet all the pleasure she could handle before seeing to his own needs, so he gritted his teeth and concentrated on the writhing bundle of silky smooth flesh and gorgeous blue eyes that was his wife.
Forsaking her breasts he swept his hand down her rib cage and over the point of her hip before sliding it across to her belly and slipping it down to where the silky soft smoothness of her hairless mound made him catch his breath
“Oh, fuck! Harriet that feels so fucking great!” he moaned into her eager mouth.
“M’mm…” was all the reply Harriet could make as she bucked her hips, forcing her mound hard up against his hand, delighting in the indirect pressure it exerted on her aching, sopping pussy. But willing it to slide just those extra two inches…
Bud’s hand slid those extra two inches, his middle finger sliding the length of Harriet’s tight cleft and sliding easily in the juices that were seeping from her as she spread her thighs and drew her knees up to make a cradle for him, but Bud wasn’t ready yet despite his aching hard on, he slid his finger up and down the entrance to Harriet’s cunt, smearing her juices all around the cleft, and increasing the pressure slightly with each pass of his hand, until Harriet pressing up against his hand applied enough pressure that his finger slipped inside her pussy.
For a moment Harriet froze, and then relaxed, “Aaaaaaaahhhh…” she sighed with satisfaction, and opening her lust glazed eyes, she complained, “took you fucking long enough!”
Bud smiled, leaned and kissed her, letting their tongues dance together for a few seconds, be froe he pulled himself away and said, “Patience is a virtue my sweet… try to be virtuous for a few minutes more!”
The absurdity of Bud’s words, especially with his finger knuckle-deep in her cunt struck Harriet as highly amusing, and she failed to restrain a giggle. “Oh! Oooooh! Fuck!” she gasped though her laughter as the vibrations her giggles raised set parts of her pussy quivering and vibrating against Bud’s finger.
Bud smiled at the expression on her face, and started slowly to slide his finger in and out of her hot, wet depths.
“Ohhh! Yessss! That’s it!! Harriet moaned, the last vestiges of amusement fading from her face, as it took on an expression of earnest concentration as she bit her lip, “Yes! Just like that… Oh, fuck! That is so good. Yes! Keep it like that!”
Bud felt Harriet’s inner walls clamping around his finger as it slid back and forth and smiled to himself, he was about to make it a lot tighter. Waiting until his finger was only just inside Harriet’s very entrance he straightened a second finger and slid the two together into her hole.
“Oh! Fuck! Shitshitshitshitshit!” Harriet yelled and bucked her hips as her cunt was unceremoniously stretched, “Fuck! Yes! Oh God! Yes… that’s it. Oh crap! Bud! BudBudBudBud Budfuck! Oh Stuff me!” Harriet cried, her cries getting louder as Bud increased the speed of his movement, his finger now plunging in and out of Harriet as she desperately worked her hips, striving to bring her clit into contact with… something… anything!
“I want… I want… I want you to… to… to…! Oh Fuck! No! Shit, no! Don’t stop, I want…!”
“What do you want Harriet?” Bud panted, leaning over her and staring at her face as his fingers plunged in and out of Harriet’s wide open cunt, her juices making little squishing sounds as his hand pumped her. No matter how times he saw it, Bud was fascinated by the expressions that chased across his wife’s face
“I want to cum! Bud, please! Make me cum!” Harriet begged as she thrashed around like a freshly gaffed fish, caught on the hook of Bud’s fingers.
Bud then made a hook of his fingers, turning them sideways so that they pressed up against the roof of Harriet’s cunt and commenced a rapid tapping motion against her G spot, while at the same time he brought his thumb forward and rubbed it lightly around her clitoris, before moving it to that sensitive bud and pressed lightly at first, and then slightly more vigorously, timing the light and heavy pressure to the rhythm of his fingers inside her.
Harriet squealed wordlessly, as Bud tried that particular move for the first time, and she arched her back, pushing cunt and clitoris onto his hand, “Aaaaaaarrrrgh! Fuck! Shit! Oh God! Help! Ohhhh! Fucking… Crap! Bud! Christ! Ohhh! Bud! I’m going to cum! Please make me cum!”
“That’s it sweetie” Bud crooned into her ear, “Cum for me… Let it happen… Let it cum… Go on Baby… I love to see you cum!”
Whether or not Harriet heard him or whether or not she was even capable of hearing him as the blood rushed in her ears, Harriet twisted and writhed, her face and body shining with sweat, as she neared her release. Bud leaned over her, and without stopping the motion of his hand he took one of her sensitive nipples in his mouth, sucked on it and then bit it lightly.
“Aaaaah!” she screamed open mouthed, “I’m… I’m… Oh! Fuck… I’m cumming!” An enormous spasm ripped through her, her breasts, neck and face flushed crimson and her legs shot straight as she arched her back and clamped her thighs together, the pressure enough to make Bud wince, and her hands clenched into fists, crumpling the sheet between her fingers. Then just as she started to relax, a second, lesser orgasm struck, and she tensed again, whimpering and then a third rippled ran down her body as she relaxed, sighing and moaning softly, “Oh… that… was… good… so, so good…”
Bud gathered her gently in his arms and held her until the aftermath of her passion was spent, and she was able to look up at him with clear eyes, “Oh… you monster!” she complained gently, “that was cruel… making me wait that long…”
“But was the wait worth it?” Bud grinned, “because from where I was sitting, it certainly looked that way!”
Harriet giggled, “Did it get you hard?” and slid a hand down between them to grasp his dick. “Oh my!” she breathed at the feel of it, rock-solid in her hand, and with the head slippery with Bud’s oozing pre-cum, “Bud Roberts! I never thought you were such a voyeur!” she teased, gently pumping her hand up and down his shaft, and running her thumb over the head.
“Oh, I never get tired of watching your face when you cum,” Bud smiled, and then a strange look passed over his face and he reached a hand down to take hold of Harriet’s wrist and stop her from continuing.
“Something wrong, Bud?” she asked with wide-eyed and totally spurious innocence.
“Ugh…” he grunted, “I… don’t want to shoot my load all over your hand,” he explained in a strained voice, “but if you keep on doing what you’re doing, that’s exactly what’s going to happen!”
“Oh, you poor baby!” Harriet smiled insincerely, “We can’t have you waste that. Not after you’ve built up a head of steam like that!” she stroked his dick once more, feeling it twitch in her hand.
Still grinning she wriggled free of Bud’s arms and gently pushed him down until he was supine on the sheets, and then briefly – she was too aware of the danger of him losing control before she wanted, if she wasn’t careful – she nibbled each of his nipples, keeping a wary eye on his dick, as she did so, and never before had it seemed so big, so stiff and so… angry as it jutted skywards from the base of his belly, its engorged head a dark purple.
Abandoning her plan of slow torture she slithered down the bed and taking the base of his cock firmly in one hand, she lowered her head and opened her mouth to slide her lips over it. Even with her lips opened to their widest it felt as if she only just managed to get the engorged head in her mouth and there barely seemed enough room to swipe her tongue over its head.
Bud’s eyes opened wide, nearly as wide as his mouth as he gasped for breath. Harriet had him in her mouth for less than a minute and already her could feel that tingling sensation that told him he was about to blow.
“Ha…Harriet…I… I’m going to…”
That was all the encouragement Harriet needed. She bobbed her head down as far as she could, easing her throat to take Bud’s dick as deep as she could. And then she hummed, once, twice and again, vibrating her vocal cords, her mouth and throat transmitting those vibrations straight to Bud’s dick.
“Unnnnngh!” Bud gave a choked shout as he bucked his hips, taking Harriet by surprise and forcing his dick deeper than ever before into Harriet’s throat, as he came and came and came, shooting thick wads of sperm into her mouth as she hurriedly backed off the thick head that was threatening to choke her. But even through her discomfort she kept her lips tight around his shaft, desperately swallowing all that he could offer, gulping down what seemed to her to be mouthful after mouthful.
Finally Bud shuddered and lay still. Harriet swallowed the last of his seed and then let his still semi-rigid dick slide out of her mouth, and then watched in disbelief as it started to rise again as she licked him clean of the mixture of her saliva and his cum.
She wasn’t left to winder for long as Bud reached down and drew her up to lie alongside him, his lips searching for hers, and his tongue passing into her mouth, where he could taste himself still fresh on her lips and tongue.
Buds willingness to kiss immediately after he had cum in her mouth had always been a significant turn-on for Harriet and she moaned softly into his mouth as she felt herself becoming wet once more. Bud smiled when he slipped his hand between her legs, feeling the fresh moisture seeping from her cleft, and while gently stroking the entrance to her cunt he broke of the kiss and dipped his head to take an erect pink nipple into his mouth, where he suckled gently, while using his other hand to gently knead her breast. Feeling the nipple come fully erect and pebble-like, Bud switched his attention to Harriet’s other breast, but this time drawing his tongue in a slow spiral up and around the breast until arriving at her nipple he just licked tenderly a half a dozen times before reversing the spiral back down to her ribs and then slid slowly down her stomach, pausing to plant a kiss on her navel, dipping his tongue into the shallow declivity and swirling it around, collecting up the faint traces salt that had gathered there.
Harriet knew immediately he quit kissing and sucking her tits where Bud was headed and shivered in anticipation, and then twitched when his tongue dabbed at her belly button, and her twitching increased as his tongue slithered further down her stomach and over her mound. She grabbed for his head as his tongue slid down the length of her cleft, but he was too quick for her. Expecting her reaction he caught her wrists, and gently but firmly placed her hands on her stomach.
His tongue slid away from the bottom of her cleft as he then licked slowly all around her entrance, but careful not to come into contact with her cleft as he did so, smiling as he heard her response.
“Ohhhhh… Bud… no… don’t…. don’t tease me… please… ohhhh… please…”
He blew gently on the patch of saliva he’d left behind and heard her voice change pitch, “Fuckit! That’s not fair! Bud, don’t tease! I can’t wait! For fuck’s sake, go down there! Eat me!”
Bud tried to restrain her pelvis as she bucked her hips, trying to force contact between his mouth and her cunt, but he was forced to growl, “I’m trying! Stay fucking still!”
With an immense effort of will Harriet forced herself into stillness, her every nerve end screaming in anticipation as her hands clenched the bed sheets under her. “Go on… Bud… please…” she panted.
Bud let his hands slide from her hipbones, where he knew he’d left red marks that would probably turn into bruises overnight and using his thumbs, he gently parted Harriet’s cleft, see her dew drenched lips nestling within it, and pushing his face forward he thrust his tongue as far as it would go into her depths and licked.
“Budddd!” Harriet squealed as she felt his tongue in her cunt, and started to writhe again.
Bud grinned to himself and set to work in earnest, lapping up every drop of juice he could reach, licking as much of the floor walls and roof of her pussy as possible, and only when he was satisfied there was no more of Harriet’s juice to be had did he run his tongue up her lips and licked gently at the little bud sheltering under its fleshy guardian.
Despite anticipating his move, Harriet writhed and jerked wildly as his tongue laved her special bundle of nerves and then even more so when he sucked on it fiercely, locking his lips around it and then lashed it with his tongue, fast, flicking it with very tip.”
Harriet whose breathing had become ragged as lapped her cunt clean squealed, “Oh! Yes! Oh Bud! Fuck! Christ! Jesus God! Bud… that’s too… Oh! Oh! Oh Bud! I’m cumming, I’m fucking cumming!”
Harriet wailed and threw her head from side to side sobbing for breath as a succession of tremors shook her body, her arms and legs lying uselessly akimbo as her climax left her temporarily helpless.
Bud climbed up her body and positioned himself at her entrance, and then slid gently home into her freshly bedewed pussy, her cunt still relaxed from her climax accepting him easily as he began to move slowly inside her.
Harriet sighed with pleasure and raising her legs, locked them behind Bud’s back as he slowly rode her, his weight taken on his elbows as he leaned down to kiss her open mouth. One again their tongues swirled and slid over and around the other, Harriet delighting in tasting her juices on Bud’s lips and tongue.
Bud felt sensibility returning to Harriet as her walls started to clasp his dick more firmly and Harriet started working her hips under him, their combined movements bring her clitoral area into contact with his pubic bone as he slid in and out of her wet centre.
“Unnh… Unnh, yes… yes… oh… that’s good!” Harriet crooned in his ear as she consciously tightened her muscle around his cock, gripping him even more tightly and silently exulting in his gasp of pleasure as she did so.
Bud could almost see the rippled walls of Harriet’s cunt clasping his cock and increased his pace and the force of his thrusts seeking to sink every last millimetre of his length in her depths, an ambition in which was aided by Harriet’s legs locked around his hips, drawing him in towards her with every thrust.
But Harriet was still hyper-sensitive from the series of climaxes she had already reached, and although she but her lip and tried to concentrate on giving Bud his release, the tightness in her belly and the tingling she felt throughout her body were signs that she was well on her way to cumming yet again.
“Oh… Bud… I can’t… I’m going to… Bud… I want… I…I want to… Bud… wait… don’t … I can’t… help… oh! Fuck! Oh! Jesus! Shit! Oh! Bud… I’m gonna cum… Oh No! Oh Yes! Yes! Shit! Fuck! Aaargh!”
Harriet screamed into another body shattering climax as she bucked and twisted beneath he husband, remembering at the as the first wave of the climax receded to bury her face in the pillow to stifle her screams.
Bud lay still as Harriet’s movements slowed and faded away to a limp stillness, awed as he watched her face relax into a sweet smile and the flush of blood ebbed from her face and breasts, and then with a sigh of almost regret he rolled away from her, his still stiff and throbbing dick proclaiming that he hadn’t climaxed.
Aching for relief he dropped his hand to his groin and curling his fingers around his hard-on, he started to rub it slowly, using his pre-cum and Harriet’s juices as an aid.
Harriet had her eyes closed for a minute or two as she sought to regain her equilibrium and opened them to see Bud’s fist curled around his dick as he started to pump it. “Oh. No… Bud, you didn’t cum? Don’t do that sweetie, don’t waste it…”
“I… need to… cum,” Bud groaned.
“Yes, I know, but wait a minute or so…” Making a major effort, Harriet leaned across Bud and opened the drawer of the nightstand, rummaged for a few seconds, before resting her upper body on Bud’s chest and preventing the use of his hand. She kissed him gently, just the least touch of her tongue to his lips, and not without a degree of trepidation she said, “Bud… I want you to fuck my ass,” and then held her breath as she waited for his reply.
Bud looked at her with concern, “Harriet we tried that before, it didn’t work and I hurt you. I don’t want to cause you any pain… ever.”
“You won’t Bud. Not this time. I picked up some advice from Mac, along with this…” she held up the bottle of lubricant and then praying this wouldn’t go wrong, she added, “And Harm helped too…”
“Harm helped? Just how did Harm help?” Bud scowled.
“He… uh… helped open me up…” Harriet confessed.
“Harm’s had his dick in your ass?” Bud exclaimed, verging on anger.
“Yes. Now don’t get pissed!” Harriet delayed Bud’s reaction with another gentle kiss. “Think about it for a moment. You fucked Mac’s ass, and he was OK with that, and fair’s only fair that he got to fuck mine. Besides, if he hadn’t, there is no way I could hope to fit that monster of yours up there, his isn’t anywhere near as thick as yours, and his hasn’t got a beautiful broad head like yours.”
“Uh… too much information there, Harriet,” Bud said, feeling uncomfortable with talking about another man’s dick. “I don’t know if I’m pissed or not… it’s just that I should have been the one to take your ass-cherry…”
“In an ideal world, yes, Bud, it would,” Harriet agreed, “But I wasn’t a virgin the first time we had sex, and that didn’t matter to you… and if I’d been ass fucked before we met, that wouldn’t have worried you either, would it?”
“No… I guess not…” Bud grudgingly allowed.
“And I’ll bet from what Mac told me, that Harm’s dick wasn’t the first she’d had up her ass, either, and it doesn’t worry him.” Then Harriet glanced down at where Bud’s dick was still throbbing unattended in the air. “And it doesn’t look like it’s worrying him either!” she grinned. Nodding in the direction she was looking.
“No… it doesn’t…” Bud agreed.
“And anyway,” Harriet concluded, wrapping her argument, “Because you’re so much thicker than Harm’s pencil dick (‘forgive me for that, Harm’, she thought) it will still feel like you’re popping that cherry.
“Yeah, OK… nice argument Counsellor!” Bud grinned. Truth to tell he wasn’t that upset. He had swiftly come to the conclusion that if Harm hadn’t already butt-fucked Harriet, then she wouldn’t have asked him again. Their one and only previous attempt had left them both frustrated and Harriet in pain. He also felt a tingling of anticipation in his stomach at the thought of finally breaking one of Harriet’s previously held taboos.
“So… how’s this going to work?” he asked.
Harriet moved onto her knees and elbows, her ass up in the air, “Trickle some of that lube onto my asshole and then massage it in,” she instructed. “Use a bit of pressure, and when it’s oiled up enough your finger should slide in, and then we’ll know I’m ready…”
Bud knelt behind her his finger gently working the oil around and into her butt hole as she directed, while Harriet was in a fever of impatience, she was crooning quietly to herself and giving little gasps of pleasure each time Bud’s finger probed her tight little back hole, at last her ass hole gave under the pressure and his finger slid gently inside her.
“Oh… that feels… soooo good… Bud. Just finger fuck for me a bit, please…”
Bud had been staring almost mesmerised at the tight pink hole, hardly daring to believe that his finger would fit inside, let alone his dick, but as the resistance to his probing ceased and his finger slid in and out of Harriet’s ass it seemed to become a voracious little mouth that sucked his finger back into its depths.
The ache in his dick was becoming almost more than he could stand, and he licked his lips nervously, “Are you ready, Harriet?” he asked hoarsely.
“Yes… go on… but carefully…” Harriet replied, recognising the need in Bud’s voice, and reached back to help guide him into position.
With Harriet’s help Bud guided the purple head of his dick to Harriet’s ass hole and even then shook his head at disparity in size. “Harriet, I can’t…”
“Yes you can Bud! You haven’t even tried yet!” Harriet said, her own need now beginning to sound in her voice.
Bud gritted his teeth and said, “OK, here goes…” and pressed the head of his dick against the tight ring of muscle. For long agonising moments it seemed to both of them that once again their attempt was about to fail, when Harriet pushed back hard against the blunt head probing her ass, but not yet inside her made her strain her ass open, and then the little ring of muscle gave and Bud’s dick penetrated the first half inch or so of her ass.
Lubricated her ass might have been, and previously opened by Harm but Bud’s cock was fat enough that it still stretched her to an unprecedented degree and his entry was accompanied by a s tab of pain that left her feeling almost nauseous, but she was as determined to give Bud the pleasure of sodomising her as she was eager for the experience of being totally owned by her husband. ‘No holes barred for this girl’ she told herself as she gritted her teeth.
“Aaaagh… slowly, Bud, slowly… God you’re so huge…” she moaned as tears seeped through her tightly closed eyelids.
Bud did his best to be careful, feeding his ick slowly, oh so slowly into Harriet’s willing ass, but as he did so, shock after shock of pain stabbed through the blonde, “Ohhh… Bud… stop a second, just a second…” she crooned, “let my ass get used to it…”
And as she became accustomed to his size, as the tube of her ass relaxed and stretched around the invader so the pain became less with each gain in ground that Bud made, but always with the promise of more pain.
Her ass was inflamed now, needing to be filled to its utmost capacity as she murmured words of encouragement, urging Bud to fill her, and writhing against his dick deep inside her, or so it seemed, his penetration becoming easier as her walls stretched, and the sensations he was creating in her ass seemed to connect with her womb, her cunt and her clitoris and she became more and more excited.
Her ass felt as if it was a wide, as deep and as hot as a volcanic crater, into which Bud was pouring his whole; body, but somehow even that wasn’t enough, even though she knew that she couldn’t possibly take any more. She felt like she could feel his dick in her throat and at the same time she could feel her moisture pooling in her cunt and dribbling down her thighs.
“Oh God Bud! That’s it! You’re there! Now, fuck me gently…Yes. That’s it!” she added as Bud started to flex his hips, moving no more than an inch of his dick in and out of her ass.
“Oh fuck!” Harriet moaned as the friction of his dick inside her added to her sensations, “Oh fuck, oh shit! Oh God, yes! Keep… going… just like… that… Oh Christ… Your dick’s in my ass! Right up me… Oh Jesus… Bud! I’m going to die…”
Her vocal encouragement had its effect on Bud who could not believe how tightly Harriet’s ass was gripping his dick in a soft, velvety but unrelentingly firm grasp. Looking down as his dick slid back and forth he could hardly believe his eyes as with each withdrawal he seemed to pull the tight little ring with him for as fraction of an inch before he slid home again, but as before with his finger it seemed that Harriet’s ass was drawing him in rather then he was penetrating her.
And as careful as he was trying to be the physical sensations he was undergoing and the vocal encouragement he was receiving from Harriet spurred him on to greater efforts and insensibly, degree by degree he started to fuck her ass in earnest, his breath coming in ragged gasps and grunts as he started to plough her ass long, deep and forcefully, feeling an overwhelming pressure, and he squirmed from side to side as he pulled ass back onto him to meet his thrusts so that Harriet gave a little yelp.
Too far gone to heed her, Bud continued fucking her, her crooning like music to his ears although he could now hear little of what Harriet said as all his senses became concentrated on the sensations in his dick as the elastic entrance to her ass crushed the shaft of his dick. His balls felt as if they were on fire and it felt as if the head of his dick was itching in its eagerness to blast his sperm into Harriet’s depths, he wanted to get further and further inside her, and he spread her ass cheeks and screwed in with all his force.
Harriet could feel her sexual tide rising again as she crouched helplessly in front of Bud, the sensations created in her ass creeping forward to her cunt, tingling and pulsating there. The invasion in her ass no longer painful as she relaxed under the onslaught, producing instead those feelings she more normally got when Bud fucked her cunt or fingered her or ate her out. Although she’d felt the same sensations when Harm had butt fucked her, the fact that it was her beloved Bud that now occupied her ass seemed to add intensity to those feelings.
She could feel that he filled her, and as his control slipped she could feel him fucking her pitilessly. She could feel his hands gripping her hips to hold her still while he fucked her, his fingers digging ion so deep that she knew that she would be bruised by the morning. His actions becoming more and more rapid; her virtually pummelled her with his thrusts, his thighs slapping against her ass and his balls swinging to slap her mound with each stroke and she could feel his belly crushing her butt cheeks with every stroke he made as he strained to get every last fraction of his cock into her ass.
“Ohhhh!” she yelped as his shaft tore into her, “Oh God! Yes! Yes! Yes!” and heard his wordless grunts, deep, masculine grunts as he bore down into her and then the those grunts merged into one long muted roar when his dick jerked in her ass pumping his semen right up into her bowels.
He slumped, spent, over her back and his rapidly shrinking dick was expelled from her ass as the muscles there pushed him out.
They both fell on to their sides, both gasping for breath, and as she had felt with Harm, she felt that her ass hole was now a mile diameter aching pit, but even as she framed the thought she could feel her asshole closing, as if containing its ache, hoarding it and treasuring it.. She was sore all the way up to her heart, and she clenched her buttocks to try and quench the burning sensation she felt in her ass.
Bud’s first conscious thought was for Harriet, “Oh, sweetie, I didn’t hurt you did I?” he asked worriedly.
“Of course you did, my love.” she smiled as she twisted to face him, “How could you do anything else with that monster balls deep in my ass!” and swiftly gave him a peck on the lips before continuing, “But it was fantastic, worth every second of discomfort…”
“Did you cum?” Bud asked, only now becoming aware that perhaps she hadn’t.
“Not his time, Bud. Maybe next time. But it doesn’t matter; you’ve made me cum so many times this evening…”
“Is there going to be a next time?” Bud asked.
“Oh I hope so!” Harriet giggled. “In fact the next time we’re over at Mac and Harm’s place, I want to try both of you there, so I can make a direct comparison!”
“Harriet!” Bud growled in a mock warning, and then he said, “I’m glad it was good for you, I was so worried at first that I was really going to hurt you… Your ass seemed to fight me so hard; there was so much resistance, and then pow! it gave up and you let me in, and once I was in it was out of this world… what?” he demanded as Harriet suddenly burst into giggles.
“Oh that was your fault, with your ‘out of this world’, Bud Roberts! What is that peculiar woman, the one with the metal bits and pieces in her face, the one on your science fiction thing says, “Resistance is futile, you will be ass-imilated!’”[2] Harriet giggled placing emphasis on the first syllable of the last word.
“Oh shit!” Bud exclaimed through his answering laughter, “I’ll never be able to look at Seven of Nine in the same way again!”

[1] Star Trek: The Next Generation, 1987-1994, Paramount Television, 1987-1994, Hollywood, CA, USA

[2] Star Trek: Voyager, 1995-2201, Paramount Television, Hollywood CA, USA.
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