The Flintstones

The Flintstone’s


Fred came home after a long day at the quarry. He through open the door and yelled, “WILMA, I’m HOME.” Fred braced himself for Dino’s loving attack but nothing happened. No yelping dog, no running paws coming at him, nothing. Fred was confused, then he looked to his right and standing in the doorway to their bedroom was Wilma. Fred dropped his lunchbox and stared. Wilma was wearing that white skimpy outfit she had shone him from the Fredrick’s of Hollyrocks catalog last month.

Fred’s mouth dropped open and all he could do was stare at his beautiful wife. Her toenails were painted bright red, her long legs were white and smooth with a thin coat of oil glistening on them, her panties were made out of white fur, hugging her small hips and letting her tight little ass cheeks poke out. Fred immediately got hard as he continued to survey his wife’s beauty. Her waist was thin and firm, her chest incased in the same white fur were round and firm. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail just like she wore it in high school.

In a soft sultry voice Wilma asked, “Do you like my new outfit Fred?” All Fred could do was nod his head with his mouth hanging open. Wilma smiled as she seductively moved toward Fred; taking his hand she led him into the bathroom. “I have a nice hot bath waiting for you Fred. We are going to get you nice and clean and then we are going to do all kind of fun things tonight.”

Fred watched his wife undress him, still shocked by what he saw. Then he started to look around, “but Wilma…”

“Ssshhh, Fred, Pebbles and Dino are at the Rubbles, they will take them and Bam Bam to my mothers in the morning, and if you are very good to me tonight Fred, and I do mean very good, I might let you play with Betty tomorrow.” Fred stared at his wife with his eyes wide. “Don’t worry Fred, this will all sink in soon. Now get in the tub and relax while I get you your drink.”

Fred eased into the hot scented water and began to relax immediately. Without Wilma standing in front of him he was able to think again. A new outfit made out of white fur, Fred loved the feel of fur against his skin.

He had always thought about fucking Betty, but she was Wilma’s best friend and Barney’s wife. Waite a minute, if I get to fuck Betty, does that mean Barney gets to fuck Wilma? At first Fred didn’t like that idea. Then he pictured little Barney on his wife while Fred fucked Betty in the ass. He really liked that idea. Fred’s cock was rock hard and he wanted Wilma now.

“Here’s your drink Fred, Bronto Bourbon on the rocks.”

Fred took a sip and coughed. “You got the good stuff didn’t you?” Wilma just smiled and began to wash Fred’s body. Fred tried to get out of the tub and Wilma stopped him, “come on honey I can’t wait, I want you now.” “The cleaner you are Fred the more we can do.” Fred looked at his wife, not quite sure what she had in mind but he was sure that he was going to enjoy it. So he sat back in the tub and sipped his drink while his beautiful wife bathed him.

Fred was in heaven as his drink warmed his insides while Wilma washed his body. Fred felt Wilma’s tiny hand wrap around his ten-inch tool and begin to stroke it gently. Fred began to moan as his wife’s excellent touch brought him close to orgasmic bliss. “I’m going to cum soon if you don’t stop honey.”

“Quiet Fred, I have everything under control, just lie back and enjoy.” Fred relaxed and exploded in Wilma’s hand. “Very good Fred, Now that that is out of the way the fun can begin.”

“Now it can begin, baby it’s already started for me. But why get me off in the tub Wilma?” Fred said with a very confused look on his face.

As Wilma began to dry Fred off she told him, “I have learned that when we fool around in bed you get off very quickly and then fall asleep. But, when we are not in bed, like last months camping trip to Granetstone park with the Rubble’s, you fucked me in the woods four times in one day and it lasted longer each time we did it. I have never had so many orgasms in my life. So now I want to see if you can do that again, but this time at home. So here is the deal Fred; if you can PLEASURE me ALL…NIGHT…LONG…, then I will let you fuck Betty in the ass as a reward while Barney is fucking me. The Rubble’s will be here tomorrow at noon, and Freddy boy, there is one more little catch…” Wilma watched Fred to make sure she had his undivided attention. “If you can satisfy Betty, then this will become a regular event. What do you say Fred? Are you up for the challenge?”

Fred had a huge grin on his face. “YABA DABA DOOO, am I up for the challenge? Wilma, I have been up from the moment I saw you in that outfit, and I plan to stay up to pleasure you ALL…NIGHT…LONG… Now come here baby.” Fred scooped up his wife and carried her into the living room.

“Oh Fred!” Wilma giggled. “But what are we doing in the living room?”

“Your right Wilma, if we get in bed and fuck it’s lights out for old Freddy boy and I won’t get to watch Barney fuck you.”

“Not to mention you and Betty, huh Fred?” Wilma said with sly look.

“A yea, that to. Anyway, this will be our park and I figure that we can use the furniture like we used the ground and rocks in the park.”

“Oh Fred, that sounds like fun.”

Fred put Wilma down on the table and kissed her. Her lips parted immediately and sucked his tongue into her mouth. Her right hand found his cock and moved it to the entrance of her cave. She used her fingers to part the slit in her fur panties. As soon as the head rubbed against her lips she slid forward on the table and impaled herself with it.

Fred had never seen his wife like this. Not even in high school was Wilma this hot. If she wanted to get fucked tonight then that was what she was going to get. Fred picked her ninety-pound frame off of the table and started slamming her hips against his, forcing his cock into her steaming cave, hard and fast. The fur from the slit rubbed against his cock shaft adding to the sensation.

Wilma broke the kiss panting. Her legs and arms were wrapped around Fred. She was trying to hang on but the only feeling she had in her body was Fred’s pile driver slamming into her pussy. “OH Fred, That’s it Fred. Fuck me Fred.” Through gritted teeth and with her eyes squeezed shut she growled in his ear. “You better fuck me hard and fast Fred Flintstone. Then I want you to eat your come out of my pussy. You are going to fuck me in the ass and then we are going to get cleaned up and start all over again. Now fuck me Fred, like you never fucked me before.”

Fred could not believe the words that were coming out of his wife’s mouth.