Melissa was horny; which was a normal state of affairs for her,she needed to be laid tonight, reamed, steamed and dry cleaned as her father used to say.  She put her teddy on with no panties as an enticement for her husband Robert.  But when she had got into bed he was reading, and complained of being extremely tired because of the Saturday yard work around their suburban home.

Part of what men found attractive about Melissa was he small size, merely 5’1”, but with a plush figure, men were attracted to her constantly, always with the idea of protecting her.  This was of course in direct opposition to her desire for rough hard sex as frequently as possible.  Many men were put off by her brain though, a PhD in anthropology that taught at a nearby school and was able to get frequent grants for field work.

Robert, Bob wasn’t responding to her position beside him on her side with one leg raised so he could see the part of her that need attention.  “Put the book down Bob” She finally said. “ I will tell you ‘a just so story’, you will really like.”

“Ah the good Dr M here with tales of her tail from the past.  Is this the one about your college boyfriend that did you over the trunk of his MG?”

“No silly, this is one you never heard before.  Besides I gave up having sex anally when I got to graduate school.”

“Anally?  You never mentioned you took it up the ass from that cretin.”  Said Bob.

“Don’t be a stick Bob.  He was a football player not a cretin, we did it that way for two reasons, birth control, and he couldn’t imagine servicing me orally.”

“Have to admit the mental image of you face down on the trunk of an MG parked in the woods somewhere being done in the ass does sort of excites me.”  Replied Bob.  “As long as I can’t put my face on the doer, it doesn’t bother me.”  As a matter of fact this was part of their love making, Melissa would tell Bob stories about her love making in the past and this were heat him up so that he could service her properly.  She was the brain’s of the outfit and Bob was in awe of her.  Though he made lots of money as a salesman, three or four times her college salary; he knew she was smarter than he.  She could also do and make thing while he could only buy things.  On an outdoor fire she could prepare a tastier meal then he could order in the best restaurant. “You never let me do you in back.”

“Don’t pout Bob, I am saving that for a special occasion when you are a really good boy.  Now listen, to my story.  You remember I told you I took a field trip to Africa while working on my PhD for one summer, part of a grant.”

“Yes I recall, you said you studying monkeys or something.”

“No dear Chimps, great apes.”

“What’s the difference?”

“Quite a bit, but the point of course is Chimps are the closest of the apes to humans, we had a common ancestor somewhere between 15 to 8 million years ago, and we share better than 98% of our DNA with the chimp.”

“That’s not very sexy, what’s the turn on there, this sounds more like a lecture.”

“Be quiet you dope, and I will get to that part, but you have to have this in perspective.  In a chimp troupe all the males are brothers or cousins so they are cooperative and share, keep that in mind; as the story gets better. Most important keep the sharing part in mind.  Zoo’s have learned much to their dismay that mixing males from different troupes is disastrous, the weakest male gets castrated by the stronger males, they will hold the weakling down and rip his gonads off, chimps are very strong.”

“That’s pretty harsh, isn’t.”

“Yes but it shows you the Chimps know what their balls are for.  Besides there is no good or bad in the animal world, chimps are just chimps and shouldn’t be judged by human standards.   Now if you don’t shut up and let me tell this story I may rip your balls off.”

Okay, I’ll be quiet dear, but so far this is pretty dull stuff.”

“Shush.  I stayed with a female anthropologist that had been studying a band of thirty chimps for years and we became fast friends in a couple of days.  I guess after the first week she though she could trust me, so one morning when we were taking bananas out to the troupe, she asked me if I wanted to watch something special that allowed her to very close to this troupe.  I agreed.  When we got to where the troupe was assembled she took off all her clothing, except for her boots, and got down on all fours with her ass in the air.  The troupe had ten sexually mature adult males.  When they saw her in the position they lined up behind her and one after the other they fucked her.” Melissa’s hand was under Bob’s pajama’s massaging his cock now.

“She fucked the monkeys.”

“Apes dear, Chimps.  Now a chimp has a small member, nowhere near as large as you, but they have these gigantic balls.  That is how they compete to father children by trying to wash the other chimps cum out of the female.  So after all ten of the males had done her she stood up cum just ran down her legs in buckets.”

“Damn.”  Bob was waking up.

“So she turned to me and said want to give it a go.  I said sure, and stripped.  Now being a stranger it took the chimps a while to approach me, but finally the leader Turk, came up behind my proffered ass and stuck a finger in me, pulled it out and sniffed my fluid.”  Melissa guided Bob’s hand to her cunt and worked his index finger up inside, then moved his hand back under his nose.  “I guess I passed the smell test, because Turk mounted me, and when the other males saw that they lined up for a turn.” 

“For real?”  Said an incredulous Bob.

“For real.  Chimps are very fast, they come in somewhere between 13 and 20 seconds after mounting.  Sort of like you when we first met.”

“Hey lets not get personal here.”

“Well you were sort of anxious back then. The thrilling part was the feeling of the ejaculation; it was like someone stuck a hose up in me.  I sloshed as we walked back to hut with my mentor, she took me into the shower and we washed all the chimp off and out of us, then we made beautiful lesbian love.”

“Wow, that is hot.”

“The entire summer went so quickly, chimp in the morning and woman in the afternoon.”

“That’s a great story, but really you wouldn’t let a woman go down on you, or go down on a woman would you?”

“Why not, you go down on me and seem to like, why shouldn’t I?”

“Its not the same.”

“Yes it is, that just you male chauvinism showing.  Now this is how I presented to the chimps.”  Melissa rolled over on her stomach and with her head and chest on the pillow lifted her ass high into the air.  “Mount me Bob, pretend your Turk, and mount me.”

Bob’s interest and his cock were ready now, and he did as he was told mounting his wife from behind.  She had always been quite voluntary, but she was especially wet and receptive this evening probably as result of her own story telling.  She came three times before he ejaculated.  When she felt his cum hit her womb she let out a deep sigh.

Bob sort of collapsed on her back, and this forced her to the bed.  “Ooof, your heavy, let me turn over Bob.”

Bob moved and Melissa rolled on to her back.  “I am still coming down Bob, do me please.”

“My dick is dead, it needs eight full hours of rest.”

“No not your dick silly, get down there and clean me up, with your mouth.”

“Do I have to?”

“You love eating me, particularly when I am all nice and creamy for you, your just acting like a reluctant school girl. When a wife offers a husband some creamy hair pie he is supposed to eat.”  She reached over and petted his head and then gently directed him to her soaked crotch. 

Bob though he had feigned reluctance, went about the business of cleaning his wife with a good bit of ardor. Then a thought interrupted his meal of creamy hair pie:  “Melissa you didn’t, you know, put one of those monkeys in your mouth did you?”

“Don’t ask the question Bob, if you can’t stand the answer.”

“Good point.”  Bob went back to his work, Melissa caressed his head as he dined, and when she reached the pinnacle just about tore his ears off trying to pull him into her cunt.

Bob was finally allowed relax after Melissa had her orgasm from his oral ministrations, he stretched out next to her and cradled her in his arms.  She like the smell of his face, it was a combination of the two of them.  “You wouldn’t be doing those things anymore would you?” Bob finally asked.

“Do you really want to know?”

“Yes.”

“You know the nights I come home and insist you go down on me?”

“Yes.”

“There is a reason, its because I have just been fucked by someone else you stupid idiot.  You never say anything when I am full of cum, sometimes it’s a woman’s saliva sometimes it’s a man you clean out with your mouth.  By my calculations you have eaten by proxy half the faculty and a quarter of the student body that attends my college.”

Bob started to sniffle and broke out into sobs.

“Maybe you will learn not to ask questions that you can’t handle the answer to in the future Bob.”  Melissa rolled over and went to sleep.  Bob laid there staring at the ceiling for most of the night before dozing into a fitful sleep with dreams of Melissa on her hands and knees taking on all comers, males, females, chimps everyone was welcome to a piece of her.  Then naked with waves of cum dripping from her cunt she would approach him to be cleaned.

Melissa had a bit of sadistic streak in her and wanted to keep Bob in her place.  During the last lecture on Monday she had her eye on a tall bony student, what caught her attention was certainly not his body, he would best be described as scrawny at 6’3” and 175 lbs soaking wet.  What intrigued her were his hands, they looked like they belonged on an animal.  Long thick bony fingers and huge palms, maybe he would grow into them, but for now they appear strange.  She had a theory and wanted to see if it was correct.

As the class was breaking up and school closing for the day she approached him:  “You there what is your name?”

“Why Claiborne ma’am,” he said in a deep southern drawl, “most folks just call me Clay.”

“Well Clay I would like to talk to you back in my office if you have the time, I need some research material and you can help me.”

“I’d be happy to Dr. M, but how can I help a professor.”

“You will see, you will see Clay.”

Leading the puzzled young man back to her office.  Melissa closed and locked the frosted glass door, so no one would come barging in during this interview. She seated Clay in a chair in front of her desk and pulled a second chair close to him and leaned forward, so that he could see down her dress.  Lots of students would have paid good money to look down Dr M’s dress, and Clay was no exception

“I am an anthropologist as you know Clay, and have a theory about human sexuality.  Now in order to get data for my theory I try to examine young men such as you, that have certain physical characteristics to see if the theory can be proved or disproved.  This requires I take some measurements of you, fair enough?”

“Why yes I’d be proud to help you.”

“Good first your hands.”  Melissa got out a tape measure and carefully recorded the size his hands, from previous studies she know the he would take about a size 15 glove, almost a catcher’s mitt in baseball.  “My you are one of the best subjects to date, 12 no 13 inches from the base of your palm to the end of your social finger.”

“Thank you, I take after my uncles, they have big hands too.”

“Next we see if my theory is correct.”  Melissa reached over and began to undo Clay’s trousers.

“Dr M, what are you doing.”  Said the startled Clay.

“Research Clay, research, now take your trousers down, I need just one more measurement.”

Clay it turned out did not wear shorts so his manhood was totally exposed with his trousers around his knees.  He was turning a bright shade of red to be exposed in this manner by his professor.

“I was right Clay, they match.  Let me take a measurement of you.”  Said Melissa as she gazed at his soft cock.  “This won’t do Clay, you have to be hard for me to measure.” Melissa leaned over and took the flaccid member in her mouth and began to suck.

This was a bit more than Clay could handle, but he didn’t know how to get out of the situation.  He was sitting in a chair, exposed with his professor sucking him, his mind almost short circuited, this had never happened back in Tennessee, that was for sure.

When Melissa was satisfied she had him fully inflated, she grabbed the tape and measured. “Just as I though Clay, your hand measurement matches your penis, an exact match 13” on each.”

“That’s really great Dr M, now can I put my pants back on.”

“Oh I am so sorry, every one who participates in research gets paid in one coin or another, here is your payment.”  Melissa stood up and removed her panties, sat on the edge of the desk and spread her legs.  “You can’t run around campus with an erection like that put it right in here.”  She said as she opened her cunt lips.

This Clay understood, so he complied and fucked the professor, but  for research purposes only.

When he was done and they both caught their breath, Melissa hopped down off the desk and quickly pulled her panties back on.  “That was your payment Clay, don’t get any ideas about me, this was strictly for research, and I assure you unless I loose your measurements it won’t happen again, now run along and you will pass my course with honors.”

Clay left, confused about what had just happened, and not sure what the meaning of it all was.  Melissa quickly entered Clay’s measurements into the computer database, and headed home.

By the time she arrived home it was 7:30 and the reminders of Clay in her crotch and thighs was beginning to dry and crust over.  “Going to all this trouble for Bob I hope he appreciates.”

Sure enough he was home.  As she walked in from the garage she could hear the unmistakable sound of channel surfing. ‘Good’ she thought his mind will be empty.

Walking into the living room she saw him in his favorite position for doing the mind numbingly male thing, channel surfing.  Shoes off reclining on the couch, in his old t-shirt and levi’s.  “I see you were home early, anything good on.”

“No, not really” came the reply, “I’m watching the weather channel, two movies and a soccer match from Chile.” 

“Great, mute it will you so you can listen to me for a moment.”  Said Melissa who by this time had put her purse and brief case down and was removing her panties.  “I thought you were disrespectful the other evening, as the kids say you dissed me, when you didn’t believe me.”

“What?”

“About my sexual activities.  So tonight I brought in a student who was more than adequately endowed performed fellatio on him to arouse his member then took his measurements once he became aroused he was exactly 1/3 of a meter in length, nearly a third bigger third than you can obtain under similar circumstances. As payment I allowed him to engage in sexual intercourse with me until he ejaculated in my vagina.  I hurried home after making my notes, so your could perform cunnilingus on me.”

“Am I getting some kind of a lecture again, that sounds like Greek to me.”

“No dear it is Latin.  Let me put it another way, this afternoon I dragged a hillbilly student into my office got him to strip then I blew him till he was hard as rock.  Then I let him fuck me until he came in my cunt.  Then I rushed home to you so that you could eat me out.  So you know in the future when I come in like this you are going to get a big helping of creamy hair pie, no open wide for dinner you dolt.”  Melissa straddled  Bob’s chest and set her opening directly over his mouth.  “Eat it, do a good enough job and maybe I’ll give you a hand job afterwards.”

Mentally Bob was disgusted with Melissa and himself for complying with her wishes.  Unfortunately he had been aroused by her story and the present she had brought him.  ‘I must really be sick.” He thought to himself, as he cleaned the dried cum from his wife’s thighs with his tongue.

Assured that she had Bob under control, she tried not to humiliate him to often.  But the urge to sit on his face after she had been fucked was too great.  One evening in a particularly bitchy mood when she walked in to her house, she grabbed Bob and kissed him deeply exploring his mouth with her tongue. Bob was very receptive to this and found he was getting a mouth full of her saliva.  After a very long time for a kiss she broke from him and grinning said: “Swallow Bob, I stopped by Jerry’s next door and his wife wasn’t home, so I blew him until he came in my mouth, then rushed home to share it with you.”

This was a bit over the line for Bob; he went to the bathroom and threw up.  Finally when only bile was coming up he washed his face and returned to the living room.  “This has got to stop Melissa, you have got to stop fooling around on me, now I am going to be the laughing stock of the neighborhood, Jerry will tell everyone one about tonight.”

“Bob you love it, and you know it, if I feel like it I’ll bring Jerry right in here and blow him, and when I am done spit his cum in your face, live with it wimp.”

There had been a time when Bob would have crawled through broken glass to bring Melissa a drink of water, but he was getting to his wits end, he just didn’t know what to do.  In another place, or with a different background he would have planned to catch her in the act, and either divorce her or shoot her.  But he was of the new breed, generation X that grew up in good times without a draft, infidelity was not a real cause for divorce anymore.  Had he thought to ask her Melissa would have told him that if she confessed she had sex with another person; then he consented to have sex with her, she was no longer guilty of adultery. As to a gun, if he had one he would probably wind up shooting himself in the foot.

The straw that finally broke the camel’s back was a visit from Melissa’s old mentor from Africa.  Bob enjoyed the older woman the first evening she arrived and they had a fine conversation, Melissa was even semi pleasant to him.  However, the next day he had to run home unexpectedly to pick up some contracts, and found the two women eating each other out in the middle of the living room.  He went ballistic, he screamed he ranted he raved and he threatened.  He grabbed all of the older woman’s clothes threw them in her suitcases threw them on the lawn and then threw the half clad woman out after them.

Breathing hard he returned to the living room pointing a threatening finger at Melissa he said:  “If you so much as ever look at another person male or female with a glint in your eye your gone, remember who has the money, your salary is a joke.”

After this incident Melissa was apparently chastened, and seemed to be complying with his wishes.  She was so compliant that Bob began to relax and believe that perhaps things could be worked out.  Little did he know.

About two months after this incident Melissa said she would be late there was a function at the college and it wouldn’t be over till 10PM.  Bob sort of agreed, but double-checked and found there was a program that evening so he relaxed.

At 9:30 he went to bed to read a new sales journal, this he knew would put him to sleep very quick.  He was awakened an hour later by Melissa, shaking him into wakefulness:  “Diner time Bob.”  The leaned over and kissed him and emptied a mouthful of a gelatinous substance into his mouth, “That was the appetizer, here is the main course.”

She mounted his face working her cunt into his mouth and he was flooded with what could only be the results of Melissa being fucked by five men.  “Eat up dear, there is lots more where that came from.”

Bob tried to speak but was unable to as Melissa had his mouth stuffed with her bush. “Remember I told you about the chimps Bob.  The do so cum, chimps like me, and my old friend Turk came home with me tonight.  So to answer your question yes I blew the chimps, only Turk though.  But he remembered me, and I was so happy to see him that he came home with me from the zoo   I just fucked him and sucked him off in the living-room, so you are eating a chimp by proxy.  Remember what else I told you, they don’t like chimps from other groups, they castrate any males they find by ripping their gonads off.”

Bob was finally able to throw Melissa off him.  “Dammit, this is too much, your out of here I go to the attorney’s in the morning and file for divorce.”

“Oh poor Bobby, after years of cleaning my cunt after someone else’s fucking he starts getting picky.  You are such a fucking pussy, you probably go down to the bus station so you pick up sailors and blow them.”

“Shut-up you slut bitch.” Screamed Bob who was sputtering he was so mad and couldn’t think of all the things he wanted to call his wife.

“Well I’ll leave but first the is someone I want you to meet.”  Giggled Melissa.  She went to the bedroom door opened it and invited the visitor in.  “Bob meet Turk, Turk meet Bob.” Said Melissa as she led in a full grown male chimp.

Most of you have seen only chimps on TV, these are young and immature and easy to handle.  Turk was 30 years of age, beginning to gray at the temples and slightly heavier then normal at 170 lbs.  They also have an irascible temper when disturbed or interfered with.

Bob’s jawed dropped open when he saw the chimp, the animal in his house, in his bedroom rendered him speechless.

“Bobbie you just ate a chimp, now I want you to see how ardent a lover Turk is.”  Turning to the chimp Melissa ran her hand over his groin, Turk new what that meant, then she got down on her hands and knees and Turk who really enjoyed Melissa’s mouth immediately mounted her face.

“Noooooooooo.” Screamed Bob.  He pushed Melissa onto her side and grabbed the chimp by the arm thinking to throw him out of the bedroom.  Bad move, a chimp is approximately twice as strong as your average NFL linebacker.

Turk was mad, and pulled back hard throwing Bob across the room where the man landed upside down against the dresser.

“Remember that castration thing Bob?  Hope you do, I’ll just leave you and Turk to get better acquainted.”  Melissa said as she got up walked out of the bedroom and closed the door.  As she was leaving she saw Turk make the hoot/pant threatening approach to Bob who was trying to get up.  Again he tried and offensive action and took a swing at the chimp, another bad move.

Melissa stood out door listening to the sound of the struggle, there was banging, crashes and dull thumps.  Then there was a high-pitched scream.  Melissa smiled to herself, then another scream this one even higher, then silence and low moaning.  She slowly opened the door and there was Turk hooting at Bob.  Bob for his part was in the middle of the floor in a widening pool of blood.  The blood was coming from his groin where his penis and gonads had been ripped off by the chimp.  “Turk” said Melissa, “good work, lets go downstairs and get a banana.”  She gently took the excited chimps hand in hers and could see he was erect, a result of his fight to protect what he considered his.  “Okay old friend but make it quick.”  Melissa got on to her hands and knees, Turk mounted her from behind and with about 30 quick thrusts filled her again.  “See Bob, they are very fast, but my how they do cum, hope you enjoyed meeting Turk.  We are going to go down and watch the news, maybe after its over I’ll call 911.”