Scott and Jeannie seated Louise between them on the curved seat of the banquette. Suddenly Louise felt Scott's hand on her thigh, stroking it and moving steadily toward her crotch. Jeannie smiled and said, "Relax, dear. It's all for you to enjoy."
Soon Louise's dress was bunched up in her lap, and she opened her legs until they touched Scott and Jeannie on either side of her. She felt her juices beginning to flow. Fingers slipped under the edge of her panties from both sides and attacked her cunt. Louise couldn't tell who was doing what, but one long finger pumped in and out of her, while another stroked her erect love button.
Scott paused to remove her panties, and then he and Jeannie lifted her legs and draped them over their own, spreading her honey pot wide. Louise leaned back as the hands returned to her pussy. She was trembling all over, on the edge of cumming, when the waitress arrived with their drinks.
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CHAPTER ONE
Louise Summers was restless. She had been alone for four days, ever since her husband, Ray, had left for another sales trip. He was out of town three weeks of every month, and lately, Louise had been more and more unhappy about being left alone so much. It might have been different had Ray been a good lover, but he knew no more about fucking than your average teenager. Maybe less.
She made up her mind to get out of the house for the evening. She went to the phone and dialed her best girlfriend, Jeannie Springer. Louise had
not seen or talked to Jeannie for a couple of weeks. She would ask Jeannie to meet her for a drink that evening. She knew that Jeannie often went out without her husband.
When Jeannie answered the phone, Louise identified herself, but before she could say anything else, Jeannie interrupted her.
"Hold on dear. Scott is giving my clit a wonderful workout with his tongue and I'm about to cum. I'm sure you don't mind waiting just a few min-ooh, it's so good! Yes, Scott, baby, that's right, do it that way some more! Use your beautiful tongue, lover, lick it, lick it, lick it. Ooh, yes, here it cums! Don't stop, don't stop! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Ooh, it's wonderful! So wonderful!"
Jeannie had the phone to her mouth, and Louise heard every word she said. Part of Louise's brain told her to hang up, but another part said to listen. She was mesmerized by the words and sounds. She had read about eating pussy, but Ray had never done that to her. With his silly attitude about sex, she doubted he ever would.
"Uh...Jeannie...I'll call you back later. I didn't mean to interrupt," Louise stammered.
"Don't hang up, dear. I can talk now." Jeannie chuckled. "Scott was giving me such a fantastic tongue job and the only thing on my mind was cumming. If Ray doesn't eat your pussy well, you should let Scott suck you off. When he gets his tongue on her clit, you'll go wild."
Louise was flabbergasted. "Uh, Jeannie, I, uh, called to see if we could get together for a drink tonight. I'm so lonesome and I need some company, but I guess you're, uh, you know, going to be busy, huh?"
"What a lovely thought, Louise. I'd love to have a drink with you. Why don't I pick you up? Is six okay? We can go to a nice club that Scott and I belong to. It's sort of formal, so wear a long dress, okay?"
"Oh, sure, if you're sure I'm not messing up your plans."
"Not at all, dear. See you."
It took Louise several minutes to sort out her feelings. Even while running her bath, she wasn't sure she would meet Jeannie. Not after what she'd heard and what Jeannie had said to her about Scott eating her pussy. Louise was rather shy, even with Jeannie, and they had been best friends for a long time. And marriage hadn't helped with her shyness. Her ideas about sex were still limited. She couldn't put her finger on why she felt she should not meet Jeannie, but the feeling persisted.
Louise had a general fear of handling sexual situations. Her limited experience at playing with her own pussy the night before hadn't changed anything. And now that she had heard what she had on the phone, her relationship with Jeannie suddenly had strong sexual overtones.
Louise soaked in the tub and thought back to what had happened four nights ago. Ray was leaving the next morning. As usual, he had wanted to have sex with her. She recalled the scene all too vividly.
Ray had said the same old tired things to her. "Loosen up, Louise! Fuck like you mean it. You're like a damned board. For God's sake, don't just lie there, get with the action! At least pretend that you like it!
Louise had said to herself, Why don't you do something to get me loose, you bastard! All you want to do is crawl on, pump a little, then squirt your juice in me. Then you're no good until the next day. But she was too timid to say them out loud.
She hadn't been ready to be fucked. She was too dry, because Ray hadn't properly stimulated her. It was the same old story for her, so she hadn't responded.
Ray had rolled on top of her and shoved his cock into her with a fierce lunge, taking her groan as a sign of pleasure. He had thrown her legs over his shoulders, held her buttocks up with her feet pointed at the ceiling, and fucked her ferociously.
Louise had tried to respond, but failed. It just wasn't right. All she could feel was the irritation with each brutal, piston-like thrust of her husband's rampaging cock. He started cumming moments after his cock penetrated her, pouring white, hot cream deep into her belly.
Then he had withdrawn his soft tool with a wet plop and rolled onto his back. "Maybe I should ream your asshole for you," he said. "That might make you more eager to fuck. I hear that's a real turn-on for women. How would you like that?"
"I'm not sure I'm ready for that," she replied hesitantly. "But you could use your mouth on me. I read that's nice. It might get me wet and hot for you. Then I could enjoy it more; be the way you want me to be."
"Like hell I will! That's perverted! Why should I lick a smelly twat? You can always come up with some crazy reason why you don't fuck worth a damn. If you were a real woman, you'd be ready when I am. There's no way you'll ever like to fuck until you get rid of those stupid ideas and learn to be a real woman!"
Louise had married Ray at twenty. In the five years since, she could remember having enjoyed sex only once. And that was in the first month, when Ray had been patient enough to take his time.
Since then, it had been a different story. He considered eating pussy disgusting, he didn't like to suck her nipples, and his kisses were quick little pecks. His idea of foreplay was to stick his finger in her pussy, wiggle it around a few times, then ram his cock into her.
Louise had tried to tell him how he could stimulate her, but he would respond that she should not believe all she read.
She was a virgin when she married. Ray knew the only place she could get any information was from books and stories in magazines. She had bought a couple of the tamer books she found in a bookstore. It had taken a lot of courage for her to buy them, and even more courage to show them to her husband. He had made fun of them, calling them half-assed efforts of some frustrated old maid who had never fucked a man. If he changed after seeing the books, it was for the worse. He was even faster than before, and Louise enjoyed it even less. The result was that she tried to avoid sex. She suspected Ray was fucking other women when he was away. She tried to avoid thinking of that and never asked him about it. If she didn't try to learn the truth, she wouldn't have to deal with it.
One of her books had a section on masturbation. Louise's childhood had been very strict, so she had never tried doing herself. She had always been told it would make her go crazy if she played with her "private parts." But that one enjoyable time with Ray had shown her how good an orgasm could feel, and she wanted more. If having an orgasm while fucking didn't make you go crazy, how could getting herself off be so bad?
Feeling very foolish, she had followed the directions in the book. She'd had to go out and buy some oil. She bought body oil, so no one would know what she was doing. The book talked about vibrators and dildos, but she didn't have the courage to buy either. She would have to use her fingers. The book said some women were stimulated by watching sex movies or looking at pictures, but neither was available to her. If she could find them, she was sure she would be too chicken to buy them.
So she would have to do everything the hard way. She undressed, lay on the bed, poured some oil over the lips of her pussy, and began running her finger up and down her slit the way the book said to do. She found her clitoris easily enough and began experimenting with different motions to learn which one made her feel the best.
Before she realized what was happening, her hips were moving up and down in the classic fucking motion, and she was beginning to pant. Her orgasm took her by surprise. It didn't last very long, but at least she knew she could make herself cum.
She had relaxed and thought about what she had just done. It felt good, and there was only the tiniest feeling of guilt. She wasn't ready to go out and announce to the world that she could get herself off, but she didn't feel ashamed either. Since there was no man handy to do it for her, she gave herself three more wonderful orgasms before falling asleep.
CHAPTER TWO
Louise snapped out of her reverie, stepped out of the tub, and toweled her voluptuous body. The mirror reflected her long, lovely legs, topped by lush hips. Her breasts were full and jutting, her nipples large. Her blonde love bush was so luxuriant that neither her panties not her bathing suit could easily contain it. She was pleased with what she saw. She knew that she was physically attractive, and she wondered what it would be like to be naked with another man and let him to do her what Jeannie had suggested. Her nipples got hard just thinking about it.
She perfumed and powdered her body. After her panties and bra, she put on a long dress that she thought was racy but was really quite proper. She was ready right on time, hurrying out to Jeannie's car when she saw it pull into her drive.
On the way to dinner, Louise tried to find out what the club was like, but all Jeannie would say was that it was different, exclusive, and very nice.
Louise complimented Jeannie on her dress, though it almost embarrassed her to look at it. The top was no more than two straps that barely covered the nipples of Jeannie's big breasts. It was long on the bottom, but there were long slits on either side, ending at the waist. Louise could not see how Jeannie could walk without showing every inch of her legs. It was obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra, and it looked as though she had no panties either.
Jeannie accepted the compliment with a smile and said, "I like this one because the green color matches my eyes. And also because it's so convenient."
Jeannie pushed the front of the dress out of her lap to expose her furry red patch of cunt hair. She shrugged a shoulder. The strap fell off, revealing her nipple. Louise blushed at Jeannie's open display of her charms. Jeannie shot a quick glance at Louise.
"Like it?" Jeannie asked mischievously.
Louise didn't know if Jeannie meant the dress or what was showing from under it. She nodded slightly and tried not to stare.
Jeannie made no effort to cover her tit or her cunt. Louise felt an inexplicably strong urge to look at them. She had never had the chance to examine another woman's body closely. Had she known what was going to happen later that evening, she might have demanded that Jeannie turn around and take her home at once. As it was, she remained silent and tried to suppress her unaccustomed urge to touch what Jeannie was displaying so shamelessly. She was especially fascinated by the wild and luxuriant tangle of red curls that completely covered the lower part of Jeannie's belly. The growth was even greater than Louise's. And it was such a beautiful color.
The only rearranging of her dress that Jeannie did when they reached the club was to pull up the shoulder strap an instant before the parking attendant helped her from the car. Jeannie stuck one leg out of the door and deliberately spread her legs as she got out, giving the attendant a shot of beaver. It was obvious to Louise that Jeannie was very proud of what she had and didn't mind if others got a good look at it.
Jeannie's long legs flashed from under the dress. The doorman bowed so low that Louise thought he was going to scrape his nose on the sidewalk. Jeannie acted as if such adulation was her normal due.
The club dining room was decorated in red leather and black wood accents. With the dim lighting, Louise's first thought was that it was a place for very great intimacy. The maitre d' greeted Jeannie with a kiss on the cheek and led them to a banquette, where Scott Springer waited for them. Louise noticed that each banquette was placed so its occupants were visible only to someone standing right in front of it.
Louise blushed, remembering what she'd overheard on the phone. Would Scott really be willing to do such a wild thing to her? Was he that good at it, or was Jeannie just boasting? Would she ever have the chance to find out? Wouldn't Jeannie be upset if her husband did that to another woman? Louise couldn't stop the salacious thoughts as she faced Scott.
Scott and Jeannie seated Louise between them on the curved seat of the banquette. A cocktail waitress appeared immediately to take their order. Scott ordered for all three of them and the waitress left, her short skirt barely concealing her pert buttocks. Louise's eyebrows rose when she saw that the girl was naked under her skirt.
Louise felt Scott's hand on her thigh, stroking it and moving steadily toward her crotch. She felt it was an invasion of her person, but she didn't know how to stop him without making a scene. She tried to ignore what was happening and carry on her part of the conversation, but soon another hand was on her other thigh, not just stroking it, but pulling up on her dress. Now she was totally flustered. Scott couldn't be touching both her legs. She turned to say something to Jeannie, and received a light kiss full on the lips, with just a whisper of tongue to accompany it.
Jeannie smiled and said softly, "Relax, dear. It's all for you to enjoy without worry."
Louise didn't know what else to do, so she tried to relax and let things happen. She was beginning to have some of the same feelings she'd had the night she had jacked off. Things couldn't get out of hand. They were in a public place, after all.
Soon Louise's dress was bunched up in her lap, and both hands were gently pulling on her legs to spread them. Giving way to the insistent pressure, she opened her legs until they touched Scott and Jeannie. She felt her juices beginning to flow and knew that the crotch of her panties was soaking wet. Jeannie and Scott had achieved something Ray never had. She was momentarily embarrassed by the knowledge that her panties were so wet, but that feeling was soon lost in all the other sensations building within her. Her nipples had stiffened and were rubbing against her bra.
Eager fingers slipped under the edge of her panties from both sides and attacked her cunt. Louise couldn't tell who was doing what, but one long finger was pumping in and out of her slippery love tunnel while another strummed her erect love button.
Both hands stopped playing with her dripping twat at the same time and pulled her panties down. She put her legs together and raised her ass. The panties were quickly stripped down her legs and her dress was pushed up to her waist again. She put her bare ass back on the cool leather seat and opened her legs, exposing her curly blonde nest to the playing hands. She pulled her feet out of the panties and left them lying on the floor. She was too hot to worry about them now.
Scott and Jeannie lifted her legs and put them over their own legs so her honey pot was spread wide open. Louise looked down at her crotch. Her pubic hair was wet with love juice, and the outer lips of her pussy gaped. She slid down in the seat and leaned back as the hands went to her pussy again.
The cocktail waitress arrived with their drinks. Louise was sure the slurping sounds of the finger in her cunt could be heard, and she just knew the smell of her hot sex would be noticed. The waitress leaned way over, flashing her tits, and put the drinks on the table. She smiled broadly at Louise.
"Enjoy them, honey. They are something else."
Louise didn't have the presence of mind to wonder if the girl meant the drinks or Scott and Jeannie. She was about to cum! This was so much better than doing it by herself!
Jeannie leaned over and gently kissed Louise's ear. "Cum, dear," she crooned softly. "Give us a good cum. Just relax and let it happen. It feels so good and you want it so bad. Cum, love! Cum for me! I want to see your lovely face when you cum really good."
The finger on her clit was moving with lightening speed. Her ass squirmed and bucked to keep up with the finger on her buzzer, and her orgasm washed over her. She let out a loud moan of relief and pleasure. She opened her eyes and saw the maitre d' watching. For some reason that made it so much better for her. She came not once, but twice in rapid succession. Once she stopped cumming, Jeannie and Scott offered her the fingers that had been in her cunt to suck. She did so without thinking, surprised by the pleasant taste of her own sex.
Jeannie introduced the maitre d' as Mr. Charles. "Mr. Charles has a cock that would make an elephant jealous," she said, adding, "Show her, Charlie."
Without waiting for Mr. Charles to respond, Jeannie opened his pants and pulled out the longest prick Louise could imagine, and it was still soft! Jeannie tugged on the man's rod, pulling him closer to the table, and began licking the huge, red head of the one-eyed monster. The top became wet, and it swelled. It grazed Jeannie's pretty nose and touched her ripe, lush lips. Her pink tongue flicked out and played on the slit end. She stroked his balls with light fingers while her lips covered the bulbous head of his huge cock. She ran her tongue over the glans in a quick, tickling motion, her lips stretching around the knob. She sucked the bulb in with a soft plop and began hungrily pumping her mouth up and down on what little of the monstrous shaft she could take.
My God, Louise thought, she's going to finish him right here in front of everyone!
Louise looked around to see who else might be watching, only to realize that because of the way the tables were arranged, no one could see what was happening. She looked back at Mr. Charles. He had put one hand behind Jeannie's head and was slowly fucking her mouth. The way Jeannie's lips were stretched to cover the big knob, it looked as if he was fucking a hairless cunt. Jeannie massaged his balls with one hand and jacked him with her other hand.
Louise's dress was still around her hips. She watched what was going on before her and moved her hand down to her blonde forest. She began rubbing her fingers between the lips of her tingling cunt. She had never felt anything so good, and what she was watching made her too hot to consider what she was doing. Having never sucked a prick, she could only imagine what it was like to have one in her mouth. Her other hand stole inside the top of her dress and pulled at the hard nipple of one tit. She wasn't content with that, so she pulled her bra down to expose the swollen melon.
Scott leaned over and sucked the tit tip into his mouth, tonguing it insistently. That was too much for Louise. She pushed her legs farther over Scott's and Jeannie's, opening her crotch wider, and stuck both hands into her box. One finger rapidly worked her swollen love button, while two fingers of her other hand pumped in and out of her flowing hole.
Louise watched Jeannie through slitted eyes. She reached her orgasm at the same instant as Mr. Charles released a load of jism into Jeannie's mouth. Louise's orgasm was better than when Jeannie and Scott had brought her off, and much better than when she had cum on her own fingers before. She couldn't remember when she had felt so good. In less than an hour, she had cum several times, right in public and all without a cock in her!
Jeannie had trouble taking all the sperm Mr. Charles shot into her mouth. She swallowed rapidly and finally got most of it down her gullet She pulled her head back and immediately turned and kissed Louise on the mouth, running her tongue inside to give the blonde a taste of hot cock cream.
"Jeannie, how in the world can a woman take such a large thing in her?" asked Louise. "I didn't know they could be so big. You had trouble taking just the head in your mouth."
"Don't worry, dear. It might stretch you a bit, but it'll all go in when you're hot enough," Jeannie replied.
"Well, I'm sure not ready for such a big thing," Louise said. She didn't know that one day soon she would take one that big, and more, all at once.
Mr. Charles stuffed his horse-sized cock back into his pants. He kissed Jeannie, smiled at Louise, bowed to Scott and left.
Louise started to straighten her dress, but Jeannie stopped her.
"Take off your bra, dear," Jeannie said. "Let it all hang out. I don't want to be the only one in this party without a bra."
Louise reluctantly did so, then rearranged the top of her dress so it partly covered her breasts. Before she could do anything about the bottom, dinner was served. She gave Jeannie and Scott a shy look and left it up around her hips.
"The food is delicious," Louise said. "Jeannie, you never told me about this club."
"It's very exclusive," Scott said. "You don't have to be rich to belong, but you do have to have a special feeling about people. We all pay dues and pay for our food and beverages. Entertainment is arranged by a committee and is done by volunteers from the club. We thought you might be interested. That's why we brought you along tonight. I had to come early to discuss it with the chairman so you would be allowed in. You must understand two things, though. You don't have to do anything you don't want to, and you must not tell anyone what goes on here. Not even your husband, until we know that he won't make trouble for us. He'll have a chance to become a member later. Understood?" "Why, yes, I guess so. But what's going to happen that I shouldn't talk about?"
"Don't guess," Scott admonished. "Just remember, you're free to say no to anyone or anything, and you may leave whenever you wish. If you fully understand, we can go to the game room and see what's on the program for tonight."
Louise nodded in agreement. Jeannie and Scott leaned over to kiss her. Jeannie ran a finger into Louise's pussy, then pulled it out and sucked it while Scott hefted one of her full tits, thumbing the nipple as he kissed her. Louise was bewildered by all of the attention, but she was enjoying it. So many pleasurable things had already happened to her. She was not yet totally comfortable with them, but she wondered what more could be in store for her.
On the way to the room where the entertainment would take place, Louise looked around the dining room. Only the staff could be seen. That made her feel better about what had happened in the banquette. After all, it wasn't too bad if only her good friends had seen it.
CHAPTER THREE
Their party was met at the door of the entertainment room by a lovely young woman wearing high-heeled shoes, a black garter belt, black hose, and a black peignoir. Her scanty attire accentuated her voluptuous body. Louise thought she looked like a young, blonde goddess. The hair covering her love triangle was almost platinum blonde. Louise could not help staring. She had never seen such a strikingly beautiful young woman. She felt a nearly overwhelming desire to caress the lovely creature.
The young blonde introduced herself as Ginger and escorted them to their seats. The chairs were against the wall, facing a round stage in the center of the room. Done in red crushed velvet, they felt almost as soft as deep pile carpet. There was a small table at the side of each chair. The drink Louise had ordered before leaving the dining room was sitting on her table.
Ginger seated the party, then sat down on the thick carpet next to Louise's leg. She removed Louise's shoes and began caressing her feet and legs, moving her hands in time to the soft throb of the background music. Seconds before the lights dimmed, Louise looked around and saw a young man who could pass for Ginger's twin sitting next to Jeannie. Scott was on Jeannie's far side. Louise couldn't see him, but a young woman was seated alongside his chair.
Louise didn't have time to wonder why there was a young woman with her, because the stage had begun to revolve very slowly, and the throbbing music got a bit louder. All eyes were riveted on the stage, where two gorgeous women had appeared. At first, one would have thought that the lights were playing tricks, but a second look confirmed that they were over six feet tall. In high heels, they seemed to tower over the room.
Both women were fully clothed in long dresses and satin evening gloves. The stage lighting was cleverly arranged to display the women in their form-fitting dresses. They were introduced as Kitty and Candi. Kitty had black hair that reached her waist in back, and Candi had close-cropped blonde hair. They stood in the center of the revolving stage, looking straight ahead.
Louise remembered that Scott had told her that the entertainment was provided by volunteers from the club. The women certainly looked like professional performers. Jeannie seemed to read Louise's thoughts. She leaned over to whisper in Louise's ear.
"They're both married to much older, very wealthy men. Rumor has it that they're pretty wild, always on the look out for fresh meat, so to speak. Male or female, or any combination thereof."
Moving together with perfect timing, Kitty and Candi began dancing, their bodies writhing sensuously in rhythm to the pulsing music. Slowly, in unison, they removed their clothes, stripping until they were clad only in high heels, long evening gloves, and gold chains around their waists. The tempo of the music increased, and the colored lights above them began flickering in kaleidoscopic patterns.
Their hips swung, their bellies undulated, and their breasts swung as the music got faster. They moved their feet far apart to spread their legs. The chains around their waists looked like G-strings, but their bushy triangles were fully visible.
The jerking, erratic movements of the women kept time with the music, but they were not quite dance steps. The music began to slow, and the women faced each other and moved closer together. The women held each other, rubbing their bodies together from breasts to thighs. They reached around and unfastened the bands of gold, moved apart and spread their legs wide.
The audience gasped when Kitty and Candy | suddenly removed large dildos from each other. The substitute pricks were huge, longer and thicker than the cock that Mr. Charles sported. It was a mystery how they could accommodate anything so large, but it was no mystery why they had gone through the motions they had: it was now clear that in fact they had been having strong orgasms. The dildos had knobs that rubbed their clits when they danced.
Kitty and Candi moved back together. In graceful motions to the beat of the soft music, they began caressing each other. Their sensual actions and sultry looks caused the audience to lose any inhibitions they might have brought through the door with them.
Louise felt Ginger's hand move above her knee to pet the inside of her lush thigh. The touch was less strange now, since Jeannie and Scott had given her so much pleasure earlier. She concentrated on watching Kitty and Candi, who were putting on a beautiful exhibition, making love to each other.
Kitty, the black-haired Amazon, gave Candi a deep, passionate kiss full on the mouth, using her tongue to probe the depths of the blonde's open mouth.
Candi had captured one of Kitty's legs between her thighs and was riding it hard, her blonde bush moving up and down Kitty's thigh, leaving a long wet streak of pussy juice that glistened in the light.
Their hands busily explored each others bodies from ass cheeks to head.
Just as the audience began to tire of the relatively tame action, a man appeared behind Candi. He was smaller than either woman and much darker. His body was covered with a light coating of oil. His long, slender cock was partially hard. It slipped between the cheeks of Candi's ass when he moved up against her back. Kitty pushed her body tight against Candi's so that they were bush to bush and nipple to nipple. Kitty looked over Candi's shoulder at the man.
"We're glad you could join us, Raul," Kitty said, loud enough for the audience to hear. It was her way of introducing the man.
Raul caressed Candi's sides. Kitty kissed her ear, running her tongue into the delicate shell. She trailed kisses along Candi's neck and down to her full tits. The nipples were hard and pointed. Kitty sucked each nipple into her mouth in turn, giving each stiff bud an equal amount of loving. Kitty started between Candi's big melons and used her tongue to give Candi a mini-bath down across her stomach.
Candi's hips twisted, pushing back against Raul. As the stage turned, everyone had a clear view of all that was happening. Raul's brown prick had gotten harder. It was long enough for the head to stick out between Candi's legs, making it look as if she had a small dick of her own.
Kitty reached the blonde triangle. She pushed on the inside of Candi's thighs, and Candi spread her legs with an audible sigh. Using her tongue like a broad, flat brush, Kitty licked the head of Raul's stiff cock, then the full length of Candi's slit, from her juice hole to her large, protruding clitoris. Raul reached around and massaged Candi's tits, pulling and pinching her hard nipples.
Kitty sank gracefully to the floor and rolled onto her back, her head between Candi's feet. Candi squatted down, her quim directly over Kitty's face. She leaned over and rested her lower arms on the stage. She slid her hands under Kitty's ass and took a firm buttock in each hand. Kitty spread her legs wide apart, opening her cunt to the full view of the audience. Candi put her face in Kitty's forest of black hair, and Raul knelt behind Candi.
Raul took his long cock in one hand and rubbed the head up and down the crack of the blonde's ass. He spread her ass cheeks apart and exposed her asshole. He thrust forward, burying his cock in her ass. Candi's moans of pleasure could be heard over the very soft music.
Whoever had selected the participants in the sensual scene had known what they were doing.
With Raul on his knees behind her and his prick stuck up her ass, Candi was just the right height for Kitty to reach her cunt with her tongue.
The stage revolved slowly, giving everyone in the audience an opportunity to view the trio from every possible angle. They gazed into Candi's spread buttocks to watch Raul's cock working in and out of her ass while Kitty daintily licked the long pink slit of her cunt. They could see Candi using her long tongue to simulate a prick fucking in and out of Kitty's honey pot and licking the full length of Kitty's black-haired box.
The tempo of the music gradually increased again, and the stage revolved faster, as if in obedience to the approaching climaxes of its occupants. The faster the stage turned, the faster Raul pumped his long cock in and out Candi's ass and the faster the two women licked at each other's cunts, each rubbing her juicy slit over the other's open red lips.
The audience sat breathless. The trio had obviously put in many hours of practice to perfect their timing. The orgy was rapidly approaching its climax. No one dared to blink, for fear of missing the crucial moment when the three lovers would erupt.
With exquisite timing, the stage suddenly slowed to a near stop. The audience saw love juice flood over the women's chins as they recklessly tongued each other to fulfillment. Raul shuddered, his naked ass contracting with fury as he squeezed out his spunk, spewing sperm up Candi's ass. He pulled back and shot the last of his load on the outside of Candi's pussy and on Kitty's face. Kitty licked his cum off Candi's pussy with quick flicks of her tongue.
The audience had one final glimpse of the trio lying sprawled in gratified abandon before the lights went out, leaving the room in total darkness.
CHAPTER FOUR
When the lights came back to a dim glow, the stage was empty. Louise was in an erotic daze. Ginger still sat on the floor at her feet. She pushed Louise's dress up to just above her knees, which were close together, even though Ginger had been caressing her legs under her dress. She realized that Ginger was staring at her knees as though willing them to open.
Louise parted her knees about six inches, and Ginger stared up her creamy thighs. Louise's blonde-haired, puffy pussy was dimly visible. The lovely young woman snuggled up against Louise's spread legs and hugged them. She put her hands on the insides of Louise's knees and pushed gently. Louise slowly opened her legs and moved her ass forward on the chair. Her dress rose up; her cunt was on the edge of the plush seat.
Ginger touched the inside of Louise's right knee with the tip of her tongue, licking the soft flesh. Her mouth rose a few inches higher on Louise's thigh, then descended. She turned her head and gave the other knee and thigh the same treatment. Her wet tongue left a bright, glistening coat of saliva on the downy skin. She began at the right knee again and drew her tongue in a slow, straight line up the middle of Louise's thigh toward her warm, inviting cunt.
Louise sighed and sank lower in the chair as Ginger moved closer and closer to her snatch. Finally she slid out of the chair and onto the soft carpet. Once Louise had resettled herself, Ginger continued from where she had left off. Louise lay spread-eagled on the floor, her lovely legs as far apart as she could get them.
Ginger stopped a few inches from Louise's pussy. She nibbled at the tender flesh. She moved to the other thigh, licked it, then alternated her deliberate attack from thigh to thigh as she drew closer to her fur-lined target. She could feel the heat from Louise's twat. She glanced up and saw the soft pink folds of Louise's pussy lying open like a lovely blossom.
Louise groaned and shuddered when Ginger's tongue came close to her pleasure bud. Ginger held back for the final thrust, letting the suspense build. She nudged Louise's ass off the floor with one hand, pushing the dress even high with the other. She bunched the dress around Louise's waist, leaving her smooth, flat belly open for her oral assault.
Louise had been recognized as a newcomer by several of the guests, and a small crowd had gathered to watch the progress of Ginger's mouth up Louise's legs. Louise's mind was so fogged by the pleasure she was feeling that she would have been unaware of even hundreds of onlookers.
Ginger carefully traced an oval around Louise's pussy with the tip of her tongue. She was lying full length between Louise's spread legs, her head raised slightly so that she could lick Louise's belly and upper thighs. With a sudden swoop of her mouth, Ginger dove into Louise's cunt, planting her lips on the blonde's pussy and sucking hard.
Louise's body stiffened with pleasure. Ginger heard a low cry of appreciation as she drew Louise's wetness into her fevered mouth. She pushed her tongue forward, around Louise's erect clitoris. When Louise felt the warm, moist tongue against her most sensitive part, she jack-knifed and wrapped her legs around Ginger's neck, silently urging Ginger to suck her deeper and harder. No mouth had ever touched her pussy before, and Louise was lost in the wonderful sensations coursing through her body. Her mind screamed for the pleasure to continue forever.
Ginger couldn't keep on forever, but she wasn't about to stop now. She drilled her tongue across the blonde's clit and into the quivering inner flesh. Every cell she touched seemed to vibrate with sexual heat and desire. Louise pulled Ginger's head closer with her strong legs.
Louise started cumming. Though she wasn't screaming her pleasure, it was obvious to everyone that she was shrieking inside from the incredible joy she was experiencing. Every muscle of her perfect body tightened. Her tits spilled out of the top of her dress, rising and falling in great heaves. Her head rolled rapidly I from side to side, her hair whipping across her J passion-contorted face. The softest of whimpers came from her gaping mouth.
Before the first orgasm had run its course, another one washed over her. Then a final, deep shudder rolled over her, and she lost consciousness.
When Louise's eyes fluttered open, Ginger's head was lying on her belly and Jeannie was sitting on the floor by her head, gently caressing her brow. Jeannie and Ginger helped her back into her chair. Louise became aware of all the people gathered around her and realized that they had witnessed the entire sordid scene. She flushed all over in embarrassment. Jeannie sensed her discomfort.
"It's okay, darling," Jeannie said softly. "Don't be ashamed. You didn't do anything that dozens of us haven't done at one time or another."
As if to prove Jeannie's statement, people crowded around Louise to kiss her and murmur their approval.
"Please take me home," Louise said. "I think I've had more than enough for one night."
"Darling," Jeannie said in the car, "our group is very intimate. We make every effort to see that all the members enjoy themselves to the fullest. No one is ever embarrassed by what they do. We maintain strict standards as to acceptable conduct, and you certainly didn't do anything that was outside those limits. Everyone thought you were marvelous."
"Well, that helps a little, I guess," Louise replied. "But I don't know if I can ever face them again without turning red all over."
"Sure you can," Scott assured her. "You were the hit of the evening. Even better than the show."
Louise wasn't so sure about that. Secretly, however, she hoped Jeannie and Scott would invite her to their club again.
CHAPTER FIVE
Louise slept late the next morning. After a light meal, she ran a bubble bath and got in to soak. She recalled the events of the night before, this time without embarrassment. She felt better than she had in years. Jeannie and Scott were right. She had no reason to regret what she had done. It was not like she was cheating on Ray. He wasn't taking care of her needs. And he was probably screwing dozens of women on his trips. Probably a different one each trip. So why should she worry? He was getting his, and now she had found a way to get hers.
Her reverie was rudely interrupted by the door bell. Anxious to answer in case it was Jeannie, she didn't take the time to dry. She threw a thin robe over her wet body and rushed to the door.
It wasn't Jeannie, but Richard Janish, the family insurance agent. Louise suddenly remembered that they had an appointment to review their policies. She knew that it was a ploy of Richard's to try for a sale, but she couldn't very well send him away.
Flustered, realizing that her gown was too thin to hide much and that it was sticking to her wet body like tissue paper, she tried to think. She didn't want to be rude and leave him standing outside. Neither did she want to ask him in. But she had unconsciously opened the door. Throwing caution to the winds and realizing that Richard had already seen her, she stepped aside and invited him in.
Richard made no effort to conceal his surprise at the lovely vision of femininity that was being presented to him. In the past he had let Louise know by way of subtle hints that he was more than a little interested in her.
"Would you like some coffee, Richard?" Louise asked, trying to maintain her composure under his hot, steady gaze. "Or maybe a drink?"
"I'd better have a drink," he replied. "Even though the sun isn't anywhere near the yard arm."
What the hell, Louise though, Ray humps everything he can catch. I might as well see what it's like with another man. After what I did last night, fucking another man is the next logical step anyway.
She went to the bar and made two strong highballs, then walked to the chair where Richard was sitting and stood directly in front of him. She deliberately leaned over much farther than necessary to give him his drink, putting her jutting breasts and erect nipples on full display.
Richard took his glass and raised it in a toast, looking directly into her eyes. "To us?" he said, a question in his voice.
Louise clinked her glass against his. "Yes, I think so," she replied.
She raised her glass and downed half the potent drink, then put her glass on the table near the chair and sat on his lap. He gulped his drink and put his glass on the table. He gathered her in his arms, felt her shiver. His mouth closed over hers, and she was reminded that the show she had seen at the club had stirred feelings in her that Ginger hadn't completely satisfied. In the tub, she had considered jacking off. But now salvation was at hand.
She opened her lips under the pressure of his.
Their tongues met. He squeezed her tight with one arm, his other hand roaming up and down her back and over her shapely ass. She broke the kiss and gazed into his eyes.
"Don't stop, darling," she whispered. "Do what you want. You can have me right now."
Louise didn't need to worry that he would stop. His cock was already stiffening from its contact with her nearly naked ass. Her blonde cunt hair was visible through the thin gown.
He ran his fingers through her long tresses, pulling her head to him. Her mouth worked hungrily against his. Her lips were moist and trembling with desire.
Louise stood and slipped out of the damp gown. She ran her hands over the slope of her large globes, cupped them, lifted them in her palms, and presented them to him.
A tiny pang of warning flashed through his mind as he stared at her with hot eyes. She was not a woman to fuck and discard. To taste her flesh would be to unleash a desire that would demand more and more. Was he willing to sate her appetite? But his second thoughts were instantly drowned in consuming lust. He slipped to the floor and knelt in front of her.
She stood before him for a moment, smiling down at him. She put her hands behind his head and pulled his face between her thighs. An exotic, spicy taste filled his mouth as the nest of blonde curls touched his lips. She pulled at his head harder, her free hand moving to her pussy. The tips of her fingers parted her lush lower lips, opening the way for his tongue.
He lapped at her succulent flesh, spellbound by his compelling hunger and her captivating beauty. Her body rocked slightly as she pressed her snatch harder to his mouth. She put one foot on the chair and spread herself wide. Her fingers dug into the back of his head, and he kissed, caressed, and tongued her crotch from her asshole to the top of her slit and back again. She reached the verge of an orgasm, then suddenly moved away.
She knelt down and undressed him slowly, teasing his skin with the tips of her fingers.
"Stand up," she husked.
He stood. Her tongue flicked out and made paths of fire around his belly button. Her head moved lower. Her lips parted. Her tongue flicked over the head of his cock, and her mouth closed on it. She glanced up at him, her lips shining wetly, her mouth full of his meat.
His muscles tensed, and her head began bobbing. Her tongue and lips were pressed tightly on his prick. She absorbed more and more of his cock until the tip was as deep in her mouth as she dared take it. She'd had Ray's cock in her mouth only once, and then only briefly, so she didn't know how much she could take without gagging. She reached between Richard's legs and cupped his balls, sending waves of pleasure through him.
She pulled her mouth off his dong, licked the insides of his thighs, and looked up into his face. Her hand slid easily up and down his saliva-slick shaft.
"Do you like fucking my mouth?" she asked.
Richard was startled by her question.
"Yeah," he croaked. "It's great."
She took the base of his rod in both hands, let the knob slide back into her mouth again. She worked her head back and forth with an intense, nerve-tingling pleasure. He put his hands behind her head and began hunching his hips, fucking her in the mouth.
Suddenly Louise pulled away, got to her feet, and left the room without a backward glance. She knew he would follow.
Richard went into the bedroom and found Louise lying in the middle of the bed, her arms folded under her head to accentuate her big tits, her legs spread wide.
He stood by the bed for a moment, admiring her naked body, then joined her, taking her in his arms and turning onto his side to meet her.
His hard cock pressed against her belly, and she shivered. The hot, tapered crown throbbed against the soft flesh around her navel. She put one hand behind his neck, sliding the other down his back, her fingernails grazing the base of his spine.
She caressed him tenderly, scratching lightly up and down his backbone from the furrow of his buttocks to his shoulders and back down again. She felt his fingers wandering down her back. He fondled the cheeks of her ass. She pressed her lips wetly against his mouth and gave him her tongue.
Richard explored the curvy mounds of flesh rising so beautifully from her lower body. His fingers separated the globes and hefted them. He rubbed them gently, slid his hands under them, and felt the heat of her twat. He pulled the cheeks apart again and slipped his fingers into the deep cleft.
Louise tensed her body against his. He began to grind his prick up and down on her crotch. She felt her pussy getting wetter as he fondled her ass.
His finger touched the tight, secret mouth of her back passage. She stiffened as his finger prodded the orifice, taking its measure, moving in a small circle and then penetrating the puckered passage.
She relaxed slightly. He was being so gentle that her reservations about being touched there were quickly gone. She moved her hand down the front of his body and felt for the hot prick that was throbbing so strongly against her snatch.
Richard worked his finger gently into her asshole. His free hand held one globe of her rear away from its twin as he fingered the hot, tight hole and tickled the rubbery inner flesh.
Louise raised her leg and bent her knee so he could reach her other opening. Her cunt was dripping, the slick lips quivering for attention. Their bodies pulled apart a few inches. Louise lay half on her side, and he leaned over her. She held his prick firmly.
Her head sank down onto the pillow, her long blonde hair falling across her tits. He moved his hand down her flat, smooth belly until his fingers reached her hairy mound. His middle finger coaxed her sleek labia apart.
The petal-like lips of her cunt opened suddenly, and he rapidly penetrated her hot, wet slit, tickling it up and down and finding the palpitating button at the top. He urged the slippery, agitated nubbin into quivering stiffness.
It was all Louise could do to keep her thighs apart. The wonderful sensations she had felt the night before had returned. The gorgeous, maddening attentions to her pussy and asshole made her weak and dizzy. She could hear her breath coming in harsh, uneven gasps. She tightened her grip on the twitching cock she held in her hand.
She seized his head with her free hand and thrust his face into her tits, nearly suffocating him with the abundance of resilient flesh. She urged him to suck and kiss her nipples. He opened his mouth wide, took the cherry tip of one, then the other, into his mouth, nipping with his teeth and lapping with his tongue.
They drove each into a frenzy of carnal desire, neither one changing the pace, both determined to prolong their play.
CHAPTER SIX
Louise had hungered for such foreplay for ages. Ray had never paid such attention to her, had never brought her along so skillfully and lovingly.
When her nipples had been sucked to incredible erection, the wet stalks seeming almost to fill his mouth, Richard moved away from her tits, and forced Louise to loosen her grip on his cock. Her fingers slid to the crown, then relinquished their hold altogether. He moved on top of her, removing his fingers from her bottom and her box. He put his hands on the insides of her thighs, pressing gently at the fullness, opening them wide. Her pink entry way gaped at him, two fleshy folds of succulence, the inner depths inviting his lips and tongue.
He started to kiss her sweet pussy. She put her hand on his head and stopped him.
"Let me do you at the same time," she murmured. "I've never done it that way before. I want to feel your cock throbbing in my mouth while you lick my pussy. I want you to shoot your hot cream down my throat."
He straddled her head and lowered his mouth to her snatch. He felt her take his prick between her lips, drawing it in slowly while holding it steady with both hands. He put his hands under the cheeks of her ass and stuck his thumbs into the hollows on each side of her slit so he could pet the lips while he sucked her cunt.
The juicy wetness tasted sweet. Her tangy sex sauce flowed into his mouth as he kissed the long, gaping slot. He could feel the muscles in her ass contracting beneath his fingers, tightening and relaxing in sexual rhythm as he licked deeper into her hot gash.
She clung to the base of his cock and stretched her fingers to enfold his nuts.
He kissed and sucked at her snatch with a hunger that threatened to overwhelm him. His cock was tilted in an uncomfortable angle, but he felt no discomfort, only the intense pleasure of her soft, sensuous lips moving up and down his stiff rod, clinging tightly to the shaft.
Above the sound of his own panting, he heard her faint wet gasps as she sucked harder and harder on his cock. The moist warmth of her tongue curled around the head and shaft.
He could feel his orgasm building to the bursting point. He wasn't sure what her reaction would be if he dumped his load down her throat, since she wasn't an experienced cocksucker. But she squeezed her lips tighter and drove her head rapidly up and down, working her mouth on his cock in a frenzy, and he couldn't hold back. She had said she wanted him to cum in her mouth, and he would oblige her.
With a moan of passion, he buried his face in her beautiful blonde snatch and sent a thick stream of boiling jizz spurting to the back of her mouth. He felt her body shake and heard her choke as the rich jets bubbled creamily down her throat.
Louise's cheeks ballooned, trying to contain the load he had given her to eat. Some of it seeped out between her lips, but most of it went down her gullet. Then it was her turn. She wrapped her legs around his head and squeezed his face tightly against her twat. The soft flesh nearly smothered him with voluptuous warmth as she bucked her hips violently. Before his prick stopped shooting, she was pumping her own love juice into his mouth. Her crack boiled over with lust as she twisted and writhed in orgasm.
They rolled apart and turned to face each other. She smiled, snuggled against him, put her head on his shoulder, and went to sleep.
She awoke with her leg lying across his and her lush bush rubbing against his flaccid cock. She snuggled closer and moved her hips up and down as though fucking him. He came awake slowly as the warmth and wetness of her flesh made his prick stiffen. She smiled at him and pressed down on his rising shaft.
"I came over here to help you with your insurance," he whispered.
"I need help with something else right now," she replied in a husky voice.
She rolled on top of him, opening her shapely legs so that her cunt lips were forced apart, her slit bearing down on his cock. He took her greedily into his arms, running his hands up and down her nude back, smothering her mouth in a sudden, hungry kiss.
Louise wanted only one thing. She'd had her fill of sensuous love play for the day. She had also cum without a cock inside her for the past two days. It had all been glorious, but now she wanted to cum on his hot hard, and throbbing cock, her thighs clenched so tightly that he couldn't escape until she was totally sated.
Her hand went between her legs, and she grasped the hardening cock, jacking it to full erection. She moved up on his body, positioning the tip of his prick at the entrance of her soppy slot. He held still for her. She fit the head into her cunt and worked her hips to lodge it firmly inside her.
Her voracious gash devoured his rod, sucking it up inside her cunt as she rose to a sitting position astride his loins. She put both hands on his hips to steady herself and stared between her legs at the exhilarating spectacle of the pleasing prick slipping in and out of her hot twat.
Richard's fingers went to her thick, slick labia, lightly caressing the inner lips and pulling gently at the outer, speeding her toward her orgasmic peak. The globes of her ass rose and fell, grinding into his lap as she wiggled her bottom and rode his thrusting tool.
She threw her head back and closed her eyes.
She could no longer bear the sight of that lovely cock sliding in and out of her cunt, looking wetter and bigger every time she rose to the very tip, exposing the full length of the shaft.
Her body swayed back even farther as she plunged up and down, her warm, pillowy ass cheeks hitting his thighs with a soft thump.
Richard stretched his arms up to her tits. He squeezed the resilient flesh and pumped the mounds against his palms. He tightened his fingers around the globes, making them shake and shimmy.
Her tits were on fire under his talented manipulations. She suddenly thrust her hands between her legs and put pressure on each side of his cock. He watched as she felt her pussy lips and his prick every time it emerged from her deep, red gash.
Suddenly she went rigid. Her cunt was down around the root of his stem, his prick buried inside her pulsing channel. Her face went crimson with the frenzy of her excitement. He felt a warm, wonderful stickiness flood his trapped knob.
He abruptly pushed her off him and rolled her onto her stomach. He spread her legs apart, slid up behind her, and pulled her ass toward him. He spread her rounded buttocks while probing for her asshole with his cock.
She sighed deeply as the head of his cock pressed against her tight back door. He gripped her thighs firmly, pressed harder, and felt the hot, tight channel of her ass open to admit the slippery head of his prick. Her breath hissed out between her clenched teeth as the demanding shaft bored into her constricted secret mouth. She lay motionless, spread out on the bed in front of him as he worked more of his prick into her.
He got several inches of the throbbing shaft into her rear entrance. She lay with her eyes half-closed and her mouth gaping slightly. The tip of her pink tongue showed between her teeth. He got his cock nearly halfway in and started a fucking motion, slowly working in and out. The constriction around his cock was still tight, but it soon began to loosen.
Her breathing became more labored. She lifted her head and turned to him to be kissed. Their lips and tongues met as his cock worked farther up her ass. He slipped his hands under her and gripped her firm tits, working the nipples and kneading the fullness of the mounds. His hands moved down to caress her smooth belly and satiny thighs.
Louise moaned and her body tensed. She began thrusting her ass back at his driving dick. His hands moved more rapidly over her body. She spread her legs farther and pushed her ass up to receive his thrusting tool. His hand went into the patch of curls between her thighs, his finger sliding into the crack of her cunt. Her clitoris throbbed when he touched it. He frigged her love button as his cock slid in and out of her ass.
She let out a strangled cry and arched her back even farther. His cock penetrated deeper as her body went into the spastic movements of orgasm. He quickened the pace of his finger on her clit and the tempo of his cock in her asshole. She reached back with both hands to clutch his thighs and drive his cock deeper between her buttocks, her heaving body twitching as her orgasm seized her. Moan after deep moan came from her throat. She lurched back several times, then collapsed under him.
He lay on her ass with his cock still buried up her asshole, having not yet cum. She stirred and pushed at him. He rolled over onto his back. His cock stood straight up, hard and trembling. She climbed off the bed and tugged at his hand. He followed her into the bathroom and stood with his cock over the sink as she gently lathered it with scented soap. She rinsed and dried it. Then, holding his prick like a handle, she led him back into the bedroom.
He took her by the shoulders and pulled her into his arms and kissed her. Her hands roamed over his cock and balls. He pressed down on her shoulders, and she smiled and obediently knelt in front of him.
He tangled his fingers in her hair and pulled her head forward. She opened her mouth and let his stiff cock slide in. She cupped his balls with one hand and grasped the base of his thick shaft with her other hand. The bulbous knob of his prick disappeared between her red lips. Her head moved slowly back and forth as she took his cock inside her. She occasionally let it slide from her mouth and circled the head with her tongue, then opened her mouth wide to take it back in.
She stopped sucking as his hips began to pulsate back and forth, fucking her in the mouth with long, slow strokes. She rested her hands on his thighs and his thrusting shaft drove deep into her mouth.
She massaged his balls with delicate fingers, played with his asshole, and increased the urgency of her sucking. His breathing became labored and his legs began to tremble. The first twinge of a rapidly approaching orgasm touched him. She sensed it by the swelling of his cock, and she pressed her hands against his thighs to stop his movements.
She let his thick prong slide from her mouth with a final, lingering pressure of her tongue. She took his cock in her hand again and led him back to the bed.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Their limbs entwined as they lay down on the bed again. Her hot lips opened under his as her grasping hands passed over his body.
Suddenly she lay still. Her hands moved to his cock to help him get it in. She spread her legs wide, and he knelt between her thighs, pressing the head of his cock into the opening of her channel. She lunged with her hips, and the head slipped in. He pressed hard, shoved more cock into her.
The tight sheath of her pussy swallowed his cock. He put his hands under her ass and lifted her off the bed to fuck her fiercely. She braced herself, her arms spread wide on the bed, arching her back and raising her pussy. She put her legs against his body, her calves around his neck, and he began fucking her in short, swift strokes.
Suddenly he pulled back to roll her over and fuck her from the rear.
She pulled a pillow from under the spread, pushed it under her belly, and spread her legs. His cock nudged against her cunt as he parted the lips with the tips of his fingers and probed for the opening of her channel. She arched her back and spread her legs wider, turning her pussy up, reaching back with open hand to help him enter.
He pulled at her waist and drove deeply into her, fucking her with long, firm strokes as his hands moved under her. He caressed her swollen tits, her smooth belly, and her thighs. She responded with small, quick movements, pushing her ass back toward him as his cock pounded into her.
He held her up to the level of his rampaging rod, slamming it all the way in again and again. His balls swung forward each time he drove his cock into her sucking sheath. His finger searched in her slit for her love buzzer.
Her buttocks suddenly turned hard and tense. He played with her clit in rhythm to the hard thrusting of his heavy shaft. All her weight was suddenly on his hands as she lifted her legs from the bed and arched her back, holding her pussy as high as she could get it.
His arms strained with her weight. His finger continued to move back and forth over her clit The first slow ripples of an approaching orgasm passed through her. She cried out with joy as convulsions raced through her body. She hunched back against him as she climaxed, her body wrenched with exertion. She rushed to the peak and tapered off slowly, slumping loosely in his grasp, her energy gone.
His orgasm started. He came in deep, throbbing spurts, his cum filling her cunt and flowing back around his shaft. The sticky fluid ran into the crack of her pussy and onto the sheet. He rolled off her and flopped onto his back.
She followed him and sucked his softening cock into her mouth, licking avidly, draining the last drop of essence from him. She nestled her head between his legs, her mouth massaging his cock as the deep sleep of total exhaustion numbed his brain.
Richard awoke with a start and looked around. Louise was once more the demure, shy housewife. She had dressed and was sitting on the edge of the bed, watching him. He sat up, momentarily disoriented and confused.
"What's going on?"
"You went to sleep. Would you like a drink or something to eat?"
He shook his head and looked around for his clothes. She had folded them neatly and put them on a chair across the room. He sat on the edge of the bed beside her. She smiled at him, then stood in front of him.
"Lady, you were fantastic," he said. "I don't know when I have been so thoroughly fucked. I'm not even sure I can stand up."
She smiled radiantly. Behind the sunny smile he glimpsed the wicked temptress she had been earlier.
"You're quite a man. You did just what I wanted. If you had hesitated, it wouldn't have happened. You did it the way it had to be done."
She kissed him goodbye at the front door and chuckled mischievously.
"Come back any time you think I nee some more advice about my insurance," she whispered. "There are all kinds of forms for me to fill out, aren't there?"
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Don't just stand there looking beautiful!" Jeannie said. "Come on in and we'll have some lunch. I don't know about you, but all that shopping makes me ravenous."
Louise looked at Jeannie's trim body and chuckled to herself. Jeannie ate like a trucker and never gained an ounce.
"I'd like a little drink before lunch," Jeannie said. "How about you, honey? You're not in a hurry, are you? Ray is still out of town and you certainly don't have anything to make you hurry home."
"Sounds like a good idea. I need to relax."
"Good! Come out to the kitchen with me. I'll make us some cold strawberry daiquiris."
"Sounds delicious," Louise said.
Jeannie turned and looked at her with a sly grin. "Tell me, honey, what did you think of those sex shops we visited?"
"Well, I'll tell you what, Jeannie. I've never been in those kind of places. They've really got some weird stuff in them."
Jeannie chuckled. "Well, my friend, that weird stuff can be one hell of a lot of fun."
"Have you ever used any of those things?"
"Of course. Scott and I use them all the time. And sometimes, if I get hot or bored and Scott isn't around to satisfy me, I take care of myself."
"What do you mean?"
"My God, honey, you are naive. I mean I fuck myself with those weird things, which incidentally are called dildos and vibrators. I think after lunch we'll introduce you to the twentieth century."
"You mean ... you and I ... together?"
"Don't you worry your pretty little blonde head. Jeannie will take care of everything. And I promise you, you'll absolutely love it! Now, nk your daiquiri while I make some more. You want to be nice and relaxed, don't you?"
Jeannie and Louise sat in the kitchen drinking their second round of daiquiris. Jeannie looked at Louise with a warm glow in her eyes.
"Boy! I made these drinks strong, didn't I? I've got to lie down. Let's go to my bedroom. This way, love. There's a bathroom off it and another down the hall. I've just got to lie down!" "Join you in a minute." Louise headed for the second bathroom. While there, she took the time to freshen her pussy. She was so wet it was almost uncomfortable. She didn't bother to put her wet panties back on.
Her eyes widened when she walked into Jeannie's bedroom. Jeannie was fully nude, stretched out on the bed, two pillows under her head.
"Come sit by me," said Jeannie, patting the bed. "Easier to talk when you're close."
Louise sat on the bed, facing Jeannie, curling her legs under her, carefully pulling her skirt over her knees.
"I hate clothes," Jeannie said. "Wish we could go around naked. Except outside in the winter, of course. That way, we could see just what the men have to offer us, couldn't we?" Jeannie chuckled and ran her hand over her breasts. "Of course, they could see what we had too, couldn't they?"
"Your boobs are nice and big," Louise blurted. "They look firm, too. They stand up even without a bra."
Jeannie's eyes fastened on Louise's tits. "Do you always call them boobs, or do you sometimes call them tits?" she asked softly.
"I sometimes call them tits," Louise answered.
She watched in fascination as Jeannie's hand stole down her body, heading for the curly forest of red pubic hair.
"I like to call them tits." Jeannie's words were no longer slurred. She seemed completely sober. "I think my ass is my best feature. I've been told that my pussy is great, but it has to stay covered up so much."
Jeannie's hand was in her pussy hair and going lower. Her lovely legs were spread, and her hand covered her cunt mound. Louise watched as one slender finger dipped between the chubby cunt lips.
"I need to cum," Jeannie moaned.
She moved both hands to her crotch and spread her labia with her fingers, thrusting her hips up. Louise stared at the wet, pink slit and the big, erect clitoris. She felt the allure of the redhead's pussy, smelled the heady, sexy odors.
"I like for you to watch me," Jeannie whispered. "Makes it more exciting!"
The lascivious redhead bent her knees, spreading her thighs even farther. She stroked a finger in and out, rubbing her clitoris and probing her depths.
Watching Jeannie was terribly exciting to Louise. One hand slipped inside the top of her dress, found a ripe nipple, and tweaked it. The other hand went under her dress, between her warm legs, into her bare crotch. She was glad that she had left her panties in the bathroom.
"Kiss me, Louise," Jeannie said in a husky tone.
Louise had intended to watch Jeannie get herself off while playing with her own pussy, but Jeannie's request was exciting.
The beautiful blonde leaned over and lowered her mouth to the expectant redhead's mouth. Jeannie's lips were softer than she expected, soft and yielding, yet demanding. Louise liked it. When Jeannie withdrew her tongue, Louise probed the redhead's mouth with hers. It was as exciting as Louise had hoped it would be. Her pulse pounded.
Louise sat up and stripped off her dress. She wanted to be as naked as Jeannie. She sat facing her friend, her legs open, her pussy in full view. "God, you're beautiful!" Jeannie whispered Her breath came in short gasps as her fingers churned in her cunt. She was close to orgasm, and it was so much fun doing herself while Louise watched.
Louise was torn between the desire to kiss Jeannie again and the urge to watch the luscious redhead make herself cum. The latter urge won out. There would be plenty of time for kissing later.
Louise didn't have long to wait. Staring into the blonde's eyes, Jeannie worked her hand in her cunt faster and faster. In moments, she reached her goal.
"Oh, honey, I'm going to cum so good," she moaned. "Watch me! Watch me! It's here! I'm cumming!"
Louise stared at the thrashing redhead, her eyes drinking in the salacious sight. She stretched out alongside Jeannie.
Jeannie responded by removing her hand from her overheated pussy and crawling on top of Louise. Grinning happily, she mashed her lush tits into Louise's even larger ones, grinding her body around, enjoying the feel of the voluptuous woman beneath her.
"Gonna girl-fuck you," Jeannie muttered.
Louise knew that two women could fuck. As far as she knew, they either got each other off with their hands or ate each other's pussies. If Jeannie wanted them to do a sixty-nine, she was ready.
But Jeannie had something else in mind. She positioned her crotch over Louise's, her legs splayed.
"Spread your cunt," hissed Jeannie, doing the same to her own hot box.
Louise did as she was told, and then cunt was rubbing cunt. She felt the stab of Jeannie's clit against her own. Asses bobbed and thrusted as the women found their rhythm. The position didn't allow them to rub tits, but they wasted no time filling their hands with mammary flesh.
"Come on, honey, hump that hot love hole against mine! Love the feel of your big, hot clit!"
Jeannie's words spurred Louise to greater action.
"Our pussy lips rubbing together feels so good," Louise moaned.
"You've never fucked a woman before, have you?" Jeannie grunted, happy to be the first.
"No. No, but I love it. Like to fuck. Like to cum."
"Then cum, honey. Let it all out. We'll cum together."
"Mine's here! Cum with me!" wailed Louise.
Their pussies rubbed together, hair and cunt lips mingling, as they wriggled their shapely asses with abandon. Squishy sounds filled the air as they thrashed about.
Their orgasms seized them at the same time. Screaming and moaning, they gave verbal vent to their intense pleasure as their crotches gave them physical satisfaction.
Cunt juice poured from them, keeping their grinding nether lips well lubricated.
When neither woman could stand to be touched any longer, Jeannie rolled away. They lay on their backs, panting with exertion, completely sated for the moment.
"God, that was terrific, Jeannie! I didn't know a woman could make me cum so hard!" "You ain't seen nothing yet! Unless you want to say you've had enough." Jeannie hoped Louise wouldn't. Having found a woman with a libido as strong as her own, she wanted the action to continue. There were other, equally pleasurable things she wanted to show Louise.
"Just let me rest a little." Louise took several deep breaths and shuddered with elation.
"You know, about the only thing missing is a good stiff cock. Too bad we don't have one."
"Oh, but we do!" Jeannie said, laughing.
CHAPTER NINE
Jeannie got off the bed and went to her dresser. Louise wondered what she was up to now.
"I like to always be prepared," Jeannie said. "Just in case someone is willing."
"You little devil, you planned this whole thing!" Louise exclaimed.
"Does that bother you?" Jeannie asked.
"How did you know I'd be willing? Or that you would like me?"
Louise was curious about what Jeannie was after in her dresser. The redhead's back was turned and she was taking a long time. Louise could see that she was putting straps around her body.
"Oh, I knew I'd like you, darling. I've wanted you ever since you moved into the neighborhood. But I didn't know if you would be willing. I thought I might really have to work at seducing you."
"Maybe I'm too easy. You didn't have to work at all, did you?"
"Oh, I wouldn't worry about it, honey. This will stay just between you and me."
Jeannie turned around and Louise gasped. Jeannie had strapped on a huge black dildo. It was held snugly to her mound by a leather harness, two thin straps that cut across her ass and joined under her asshole. She pretended to jerk off the vinyl cock, teasing the tip with a ring she made with her thumb and forefinger.
"Oh my God!" Louise groaned.
"Really something, isn't it? I'll bet it's larger than Ray's." Jeannie giggled. "And a lot darker, too. I'm going to fuck you just like he would. Only better."
She advanced to the bed, still jerking off the fake cock. "Just say you'll let me fuck you like a man does." Not waiting for an answer, Jeannie climbed onto the bed and got between Louise's luscious legs. "I call this my bumblebee. The base is covered with little nubs and a clitoral stimulator. It even vibrates." Jeannie turned it on and listened to the hum. "Hear it? That's how it got its name. The little nubs work on my pussy lips and the other part gets my clit. I cum, believe me!"
Louise saw that the big black artificial cock was covered with clumps of warts and big thick veins. It was a sight-the lovely redheaded woman with pert, well-shaped tits above and the big black prick sticking out between her perfect legs.
"Oh my God!" Louise groaned again, unable to think of anything else to say.
Jeannie aimed the head of the monstrous tool at Louise's tender pussy. She used the tip of the cock to part the fluffy golden curls over the tight hole. Then she pushed the head into Louise's wet cunt. The thick head of the prick forced Louise's pussy lips in on each other as it drove into her steamy hole.
"You're so tight, honey," Jeannie groaned. "So hot and tight. Just as I knew you would be. I'm going to fuck you until you cum. Until we both cum. You want that, don't you?"
Jeannie sounded like a man, and she was acting like one too.
"Yes! Yes! Fuck me good! Love to fuck! Love to cum! Give it to me! Make me cum!"
The black cock slipped relentlessly into Louise's love box. Jeannie leaned over and rubbed her nipples against Louise's, continuing to move her hips forward. Louise gasped, from the electric feel of nipples on nipples and from the massive cock filling her hungry hole.
"It feels so good," Louise murmured.
When the cock was buried in the eager blonde's cunt, Jeannie turned up the control to make it vibrate at high speed. She moved her ass in vigorous, pussy-stretching circles and began fucking her girlfriend. The cock flew in and out of Louise's stretched cunt in a black blur. A thin patina of sweat covered Louise's body, and pussy juice poured from her soppy hole.
Encouraged by Louise's response, Jeannie pounded her cunt until the tip of the cock tapped at the opening of the blonde's womb.
The vibrating nubs on the base of the fake cock were having their effect on Jeannie, too. She sucked and bit Louise's nipples.
The moans and groans of the two women were drowned out by the squishy sounds of the cock delving into Louise's grasping cunt. Jeannie's tits swayed as she drove the ebony rod into her lover's muff. Louise's big tits bounced and jiggled as she heaved her ass up to meet Jeannie's descending crotch.
Both woman whined and squealed their pleasure. They came simultaneously. Jeannie glued her mouth to Louise's, and they thrashed and moaned as they spasmed together.
Then it was over. Jeannie gave one last head-to-root thrust of the long tool and collapsed on top of Louise. The big rod was still buried in Louise's snatch.
"Ah, that was good," sighed Louise. "If you came as hard as I did, you're too tired to move!"
"I did. And I am. I wanted you to cum hard, wanted to fuck you so well you'd never forget it."
"You did! That big thing feels so good in me. It's still hard and filling my cunt so full.'' Louise hugged her girlfriend. "Has anyone ever used it on you?"
"Not in a long time. I was hoping you would." "It would be my pleasure." Louise squeezed Jeannie tighter. "Women are so much softer than men. I like their hard bodies, but I really love the way you feel."
Jeannie rolled off Louise and lay beside her. The black prick stuck straight up in the air. Louise wrapped her fist around the shaft.
"This isn't quite as good as a real one," she said, "but at least it's always hard."
Jeannie slid her hand over Louise's and squeezed. She put her other hand on the blonde' s mound.
"I want to taste your pussy," she said.
"That would be wonderful," Louise gushed. The idea of tasting another woman's pussy, especially this woman's pussy, was terribly exciting.
Louise unfastened the straps holding the dildo to Jeannie's body. Jeannie put a pillow under her head, propping herself up so she could watch Louise's first attempt at eating pussy.
Louise ran her hands along Jeannie's thighs, enjoying their smoothness. Jeannie opened her legs wide, fully exposing her pussy, inviting the blonde to sample the offering.
The lovely blonde lowered her face to Jeannie's red-haired pussy. The fleshy lips, pink coloring, and mossy covering were a visual delight.
"I never though about it before, but pussies are very beautiful," Louise murmured. "Especially yours."
Jeannie's pussy was like a fleshy flower, exquisitely formed. Louise moved her face closer, smelling the musky, fragrant aroma of Jeannie's sex. She kissed the lips, doing to Jeannie what she wished Ray would do to her.
Jeannie sighed. She patted Louise lightly on the back of the head.
Louise stuck out her tongue, flattened it, and dragged it along the redhead's slit.
"Yes, darling," Jeannie whispered.
Louise plunged her tongue into Jeannie's pussy. She found that it tasted like nothing else she had ever experienced. She liked it, just as she had liked the taste of Richard's cock and cum. Now she was hooked on both sexes.
"Turn around, honey," Jeannie said softly. "Let me do you too."
Louise twisted around, then immediately dropped her head back between Jeannie's splayed legs. She opened the redhead's cunt with her fingers, spreading the lips wide, pushing her mouth into the mass of wet flesh. The hair was wet against her cheeks.
Jeannie pulled Louise's hips down and brought her lips to the blonde's twat. Her tongue slid in and Louise sighed. Jeannie's skill filled her with rapture.
They lay like that for along time, each nursing the other's cunt. Jeannie knew just how to keep Louise from cumming, holding the blonde off until her own orgasm began. The instant Jeannie went off, she brought Louise home in a shattering, wonderful orgasm. Louise seemed to hang in space, her orgasm going on and on.
"That was something else!" Louise sighed.
"I certainly couldn't tell that it was your first time eating pussy," Jeannie said. "You were wonderful!"
"I just did what I like to have done to me. It seemed so natural."
"It always has for me, too. I'm glad I decided to invite you to go shopping with me today. And have lunch too. I don't know when I've enjoyed myself so much!"
Louise picked up the dildo and began fastening the straps around her. "I think it's my turn," she said.
Jeannie turned over and got on her hands and knees. She spread her knees wide, pressed her breasts into the sheet, and rested her head on her crossed arms, presenting her ass and cunt to the blonde.
Louise smiled. She put one hand on Jeannie's flank, holding the fake cock with the other, aiming it at the redhead's slit.
"Put it in me," gasped Jeannie, shaking her ass.
An erotic thrill rippled through both women as Louise rammed about half of the vinyl cock into the redhead's twitching twat.
"Oh yes!" hissed Jeannie. "More! All of it!"
Louise slid the slick stick into her girlfriend's twat and banged the last of it in hard, making Jeannie bounce under her.
Jeannie squealed, a feral sound of deep satisfaction. Louise drew far out and fucked back into her snatch in long, fast strokes, lifting Jeannie's ass, bringing her up off her knees. Louise grasped her friend's hips and plowed the prick into her, the wet pole sliding in and out of her snug snatch.
"Good! Good! Yes! Oh, yes! Fuck me with that big cock!" Jeannie squealed thrusting her butt backward to meet the inward thrusts.
For the first time in her life, Louise knew what it was to own a big cock and to shove it into a hot cunt. And the little fingers on the back of the base were doing wonderful things to her own pussy lips and clit. She hammered the cock into Jeannie in hard thrusts, forcing the bulbous end against the farthest depths of the redhead's love canal.
"I love the way you bang your cock into my cunt," Jeannie groaned. "You really know how to fuck a woman, darling. Fuck me fast! Fuck me hard! I'm going to cum!"
She rotated her ass and hunched it back on the cock. Suddenly an orgasm rocked her body, and just as she trembled over the peak and started down the other slope; she yelled more instructions.
"Fuck my asshole! Put it in my ass!"
The strange request startled Louise. Delaying her own climax, she hesitated for a moment, but then she withdrew the vinyl phallus from the redhead's pussy and rammed it into her waiting asshole in one lightning stroke.
"Fuck it to me!'' Jeannie wailed. "Fuck my ass deep!"
Louise shoved several fingers into her girlfriend's snatch so that she could feel the cock through the thin membrane. Another series of delectable orgasms began.
"I'm cumming, Jeannie, I'm cumming!" she wailed, struggling to continue her movements as her orgasm tore through her.
"Give it to me!" Jeannie yelled. "I'm cumming again!"
The women thrashed and twisted, their climaxes draining them of energy.
Later they lay sprawled on the bed, spent Louise removed the fake cock, unable to bear it on her tender twat. She put one hand between Jeannie's legs and the other between her own playing with both pussies.
"I cum so hard when I'm cornholed," Jeannie said. "Thank you, honey."
"I've never had one up my ass. Doesn't it hurt?"
"The first few times it did. But now I can take it without any trouble. The trick is to find a man with a long, skinny one for the first time. And learn to relax. Let your muscles go slack. If you try to fight it, it will tear you apart."
"I can believe that!"
Jeannie's hips were beginning to churn up and down under Louise's hand, seeking better contact on her clit. She put a hand on one of Louise's firm tits.
"Do you want to fingerfuck me or do something else?"
"I'm going to fingerfuck you so I can watch you cum" responded the sexy blonde. "And then, my friend, you're going to give me that lunch you promised me hours ago. I'm famished!"
CHAPTER TEN
Louise slept late the next morning. Upon arising, she felt the need to get out in the fresh air. She was confused about everything that had happened to her, and she thought a walk in the backyard garden might help her. She put on a light robe with nothing underneath. The backyard was fairly private. Only her young neighbors in the house behind could see in, and they were both at work during the day.
But as Louise entered her garden, she was surprised to see Diane in the master bedroom of the house behind. The room had an outside patio with a large sliding glass door. The drapes covering the door were wide open, so it was easy to see into the room. Louise saw David, Diane's husband, enter the room. He crossed to Diane and took her in his arms.
Louise watched as they kissed. David's hands played with Diane's butt. The young couple had moved into the house only a couple of weeks before and Louise had not been formally introduced. She knew their names from the realtor, who was a friend of hers.
While still kissing, the couple turned sideways to the door. David moved back from Diane and ran his hands over her full bosom. Diane reached behind her back to unzip her dress. David took off his coat. Louise wondered whether they were going to undress with the drapes open, and whether they knew she was watching.
In fact, they were going to do much more than simply strip, and they knew very well that she was watching. Diane had seen her earlier, and that was why she had gone into the bedroom. She and David had taken the day off and planned to go out, until they saw Louise in the garden. The fact that Louise was watching only made what they were about to do more stimulating. They wanted to be seen, but hadn't had a chance until now. Now they could indulge their exhibitionist tendencies.
Diane sat on the bed. Slowly and methodically, David helped his wife out of her dress.
Louise gasped when she saw Diane's long, tapered legs and firm thighs. The dress slid up, revealing her lower body until she was naked from the waist down, except for her black garter belt and sheer hose. A soft, fluffy vee of pubic hair was visible where her smooth, flat stomach swooped down into her thighs. Her large, firm breasts were held by a full-cup bra with holes cut out for her lovely nipples.
The dress came off, and Diane crossed her legs. David said something to her that Louise couldn't hear, and she began undressing him. She helped her husband out of his tie and shirt, and then he stood to take of his shoes, socks, and pants.
He pulled Diane to her feet. Her rear end was firm and delightfully rounded. She raised her arms, her husband unhooked her bra, and her breasts leaped free, quivering as the bra fell to the floor.
As Louise watched them, her hand slipped through the opening in the front of her robe and caressed her mound.
Diane helped David out of his shorts. She gazed at him as his prick swelled. She could not take her eyes off it, and neither could Louise, whose finger was stroking her burning clitoris. Diane sank slowly to her knees in front of her husband and took his cock in both hands. She slowly rubbed the smooth, rubbery head all over her face, her neck and her breasts.
Louise fingered her own cunt as she watched the young wife squeeze her husband's cock between her breasts, holding the thick, red prick in place with only the glans showing from the deep cleavage.
Diane was determined to be as lewd as she could be. She cuddled her husband's rod tighter between her extravagant tits and swayed back and forth, smiling down at it. She hoped she could someday get him to do things in front of someone else who was right there in the room with them. Perhaps even with another couple in the same bed. Diane's tongue flicked out and licked the head of David's throbbing cock.
"My God!" he hissed. "Where did you learn to do that?" He thrust his dick toward her mouth.
Diane bent her head and let the flat of her tongue wash across the head of his cock. David groaned again. She looked up at him and smiled.
"You like that, don't you?"
"Yes, damn it, yes!"
"Which do you like the most? What I' m doing, or that someone else is watching while I do it?"
"Both, both! Just do it some more!"
Louise could see their mouths moving, but couldn't hear the words. David threw his head back and closed his eyes. He crouched slightly, holding his prick at the level of Diane's tits. Louise watched closely as Diane bent her head and resumed licking the knob of the cock held captive between her breasts.
Diane's tongue teased the head of her husband's dick. David put his fingers in her hair and held her head close to his loins. Louise saw the woman's lips pucker and her full mouth oval as her head was pulled forward. Her warm, wet lips closed over the man's thrusting meat, and she sucked deeply.
David was thrilled that someone was watching his wife suck his cock. The fact that it was a woman watching made it even better. Diane was acting like a whore. So be it. He would treat her like one. He knew she had hot pants, and that she liked to be teased. She wanted someone else to watch her get a good fucking. She loved being treated roughly now and then.
He decided to play the game. He seized his wife, picked her up, and threw her onto the bed. She landed with her legs wide apart, her hair-fringed lower lips and mound jutting, the pink, glistening cuntal slit facing toward Louise. David threw himself on top of his wife with a force that Louise could feel. She was nearing her own orgasm. She watched through half-closed eyes as David began fucking Diane, holding the cheeks of her ass with both hands, crushing himself against her.
The force of David's thrusting carried them across the bed. They fell to the floor with a loud thump. David never let up. Screwing Diane as hard as he could, he pushed his wife along the floor on her back. Her legs were locked around his back, only her neck and shoulders touching the carpet.
They hit the wall, and Diane was stunned. For a moment, she didn't know where she was. She could feel David cumming, pouring his white hot cream deep into her quivering belly. She came too, wailing loudly as David fucked on and on, unmindful of her total surrender to his climactic bliss.
Louise was also about to cum. Damn, she thought, what's happening to me? I seem to be cumming all the time. Has this been here all along and I was just too blind to see it? I love the great orgasms I'm having, and I want more. Why should Ray be the only one who gets what he wants? I've got to talk to Jeannie about how I can get him to eat my pussy and fuck me properly. I might not have been what he wanted in the past, but he sure has not been what I wanted either. That better change now, or he can find someone else to fuck-permanently!
Diane and David climbed back onto the bed to catch their breath. Louise expected them to close the drapes, and she started to turn away. But before she could take a step, she saw David caressing Diane's thigh, working his way toward her furry love triangle.
David soon had his wife's thighs spread wide again and was playing with her cunt, caressing and spreading the wet lips, revealing the pink and glistening cuntal mouth. Then he was licking it. His head was buried between her open thighs, and his tongue slid into her cunt. She drew her legs back to let his tongue sink deeper into her box.
Diane groaned with delight, grinding her buttocks. Her first orgasm with someone else watching had been tremendous. Not even on her wedding night had she been so excited, her feelings of lewdness and depravity so sublime.
Her husband reached under her with both hands. One finger toyed with the hitherto forbidden entrance to her back passage. Her tight, puckered rosette twitched as David played with it, a lascivious thrill running through her entire body. She knew that one day soon she would feel David's dick in her ass.
Louise could not tear herself away from the salacious spectacle. Her neighbors seemed possessed by lust. They fucked, rested, and fucked again, all afternoon, and Louise came, rested, and came again right along with them. Finally she had to go back inside her own house.
As she walked toward the door, she glanced up to see Diane standing in the patio door. Just before Louise went inside, Diane smiled and blew her a kiss.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Louise felt that she was at a crisis point. Sometimes she felt as though she had dreamed the past few days and would soon wake up to find that none of it was true.
Her mind was pulled in two directions. She felt a flush of pleasure and excitement when she thought of the wonderful fucking and sucking she had watched and taken part in. Her cunt got wet and her body ached to turn herself loose again.
But she was also consumed with shame. She had been raised to believe that sex was for the man to enjoy, not the woman, that it was all done in the dark, the woman on her back. She certainly wasn't supposed to find any pleasure in the act!
Well, she thought, I didn't stay on my back. I didn't even stay with my husband. I've fucked another man, and sucked his cock until he filled my mouth with cum. I've let another woman eat my pussy. And I've jacked off more times than I can count. I've watched others fucking, and I want more. But how do I square that with what I was taught and have always felt? Why can't I be like Scott and Jeannie?
When Louise called her, Jeannie agreed to come over. She sensed that Louise was having trouble. She and Scott had been swinging for several years and had helped many friends through the rough spots after their first time. And they had been helped by the couple who introduced them to swinging.
It had been easier for Scott than for Jeannie, who at first had felt that Scott could not possibly love her and still want her to fuck someone else. To her, fucking and loving were so closely tied that she couldn't conceive of one without the other. Love was sex, and vice versa.
It was a relief when she got over that feeling and could relax and enjoy fucking not only with Scott, but also with others. She understood that fucking was fun and didn't have to involve a serious commitment. There was no sneaking around, and she never worried that Scott might find a woman who pleased him more than she did.
It was all above board, and their love for each other had deepened. Their marriage was stronger. Jeannie truly liked Louise, and wanted to help her over this difficult time.
The moment Jeannie came through the front door, Louise fell into her arms.
"Oh, Jeannie," Louise sobbed, "what am I going to do? I've betrayed my marriage vows! I've done so many horrible things, and the worst part is that I enjoyed it. What's going to happen to me now?"
"There, there, darling," Jeannie said. "It's not as bad as that. Why don't you tell me what you think is so horrible, and we'll talk about it." Jeannie led Louise to the couch. She sat beside her friend, put her arm around her, and pulled her head down on her shoulder. "Just talk, darling. Say whatever you feel. Things don't look quite so bad when they're out in the open."
"Oh, Jeannie, I'm so confused! You know that I was raised in a very sheltered setting. My mother was afraid to let me date, because she thought I might get pregnant before I married. She said it wasn't that she didn't trust me, but boys were all the same. All they wanted was to get me into bed. I couldn't even ask her any questions about sex. She always told me it was a subject nice girls didn't talk about.
"You know the story. A girl had to remain a virgin until she married, and even then she could never let her husband see her in the nude. She had to lie on her back and be very still when they had sex. Mom believed sex was only to have children, but you had to let your husband do it whenever he wanted, because they're just animals anyway.
"Some of my girlfriends used to talk about sex in school. I knew they were sleeping with their boyfriends. What really confused me was that they talked like they enjoyed what they did. Some of the girls even said they sucked their boyfriends or got them to put their mouths 'down there.' I didn't even know what they were talking about then.
"Ray was raised the same way. I remember I once asked him about sucking, and he got really angry. He told me a nice girl didn't even think about such things. The only way we have ever done it is in the dark with Ray on top. I've cum only once with him, and that was right after we were married. It must have been an accident, because he never takes the time to get me ready.
"But now look what I've done! It was bad enough I bought that book and learned to play with myself and have an orgasm. Then I went to that club with you. Did you know I did it to myself when you were sucking Mr. Charles? Right there in that open room, with all those people around?
"As if that wasn't bad enough, I let Ginger suck me off in front of a whole crowd of people! Total strangers! I must be a very wicked woman. When you were sucking Mr. Charles, and when those people were on that stage, I was so excited and so confused, I didn't seem to have any control over myself.
"Wednesday I did something more awful. I let Richard, our insurance agent, fuck me. And I sucked him off. I even drank all his cum! And I liked it so much that I got on top of him and put his cock in me.
"I also went out in the garden and watched the neighbors while they fucked and sucked. I played with my pussy and frigged my clit and had so many orgasms!
"And you know what, Jeannie? They knew I was watching. When they finished, Diane stood in the door, showed me her naked body, and blew me a kiss. I liked what you and Scott did to me in the club the other night, I liked seeing those people on the stage fucking and I liked it when Ginger sucked my cunt and made me cum so much! I liked it when I sucked Richard's cock and drank his sticky juice. And I loved what you and I did yesterday.
"That's what bothers me and confuses me so much. I've enjoyed everything, but what am I going to do about Ray? How can I make him understand that I can suck and fuck him and others and still be a good wife to him?"
Louise didn't realize that she had become excited as she talked, so excited that she was rubbing the insides of her thigh, working her way up toward her pussy.
"You have to realize that everyone sees things differently, darling," Jeannie said. "Your mother had her ideas, Ray has his, and now you're trying to change yours. We should all try to find out who we really are.
"Some years ago, I was just like you. I was horrified by swinging. Scott and I almost split up over it. He wanted other women because he knew our relationship would get stale if he fucked only me. He convinced me that sex was fun and didn't have to be taken so seriously. I guess the biggest difference between you and me is that I enjoyed fucking Scott and learned how to suck his cock as part of that fucking. He had also eaten my pussy a lot and I liked that too.
"I remember the first time I went along with Scott and let another man fuck me. I was tense and scared. I thought Scott was going to think less of me because I let another man put his cock in me. The man knew it was my first time, so he was patient.
"When he saw how I was acting, he made me go with him to the bedroom where his wife and Scott were. I guess the man's wife also understood the problem. She left Scott and went to her husband, and they sucked, fucked, and did just about everything a man and woman can do. When her husband was exhausted, she went back to Scott and did the same things with him. It was fun watching her with her own husband, but my eyes got a little green when she took Scott on. "Then, as they were fucking, her husband started on me again, and before long I had his cock in my mouth and was sucking for all I was worth. That was the turning point. "Later, while the men rested, the woman went down on me. She sucked my cunt better than Scott ever had. And when she moved around until her cunt was over my face, I couldn't help myself, and my tongue was soon in her slot.
"It was the most natural thing I had ever done. Scott told me later that he got really turned on again when I did that."
Jeannie played with Louise's hair as she talked, kissing her forehead and her cheeks, darting her tongue in and out of Louise's ear.
She quietly opened the top of her dress and eased Louise's head down so that the blonde's face rested between her naked tits.
"I can't get over how beautiful you are," Louise said.
She gently moved her cheek around Jeannie's breast, teasing the nipple to erection. Jeannie smiled, arched her back, and offered Louise her tits.
CHAPTER TWELVE
"May I kiss them?" Louise asked.
"If you wish," Jeannie replied, guiding her nipple to Louise's mouth and letting out a big sigh when the tip disappeared between the blonde's lips. As Louise suckled, Jeannie unbuttoned the rest of her shift, wriggling her shoulders and shrugging it off her.
"I've never felt this way about a woman before," Louise whispered. "But what you said is true. It seems so natural, especially with you. I like having your nipple in my mouth. I never thought I could feel this way."
"Shhh, darling. Don't talk, just kiss it!"
Humbly, as if Jeannie's breasts were sacred, Louise licked and sucked each nipple until both were rock-hard.
"Lie down on the couch," she said.
Jeannie turned, put one leg on either side of Louise, and stretched out.
"This isn't like me," Louise muttered. "What we did yesterday was just something that happened. I was sure we would never do it again."
"Tell me how you feel right now," Jeannie said.
"I don't know. Sort of giddy, but happy at the same time. And I'm making myself too obvious."
"No," Jeannie assured her.
"Yes I am! You don't understand. I've been trying to tell you that I enjoy all this, but it scares me. I want it to keep happening, but I think it shouldn't. Don't you see?"
"It's all right, darling," Jeannie said as she drew Louise closer to her. "Never mind now. Everything will be all right. It's just the real you coming out. We 'll see that you get what you want and that Ray understands and accepts it. You'll see.
Louise's head was pressed tightly against h girlfriend's bosom. Jeannie could feel a trickle of tears running wetly over her left breast. She shifted slightly.
Louise felt Jeannie's nipple graze her cheeks. Almost unconsciously, she took it into her mouth and suckled.
Louise sucked more ardently. Jeannie's body shivered, and she became aware of Louise's clothing.
"Take off your clothes, baby. I want you naked."
"You do it," Louise pleaded softly.
"Okay, baby. Raise up so I can."
Gently, Jeannie undid the dress and eased it over Louise's head. Louise was still between Jeannie's legs, her head even with Jeannie's lovely breasts. Louise wore no bra. As the dress went over her head, Jeannie felt the blonde's nipples rubbing against her stomach. She had to sit up and move toward Louise's feet to remove her panties. The blonde's eyes were aglow with love.
"How lovely you are," Jeannie said.
"Do you really mean it?" Louise asked.
"Maybe this will convince you," Jeannie said.
She leaned over until her nose nuzzled into Louise's blonde muff. Her tongue snaked out and burrowed into the soft, musky flesh of Louise's box, the flat, pink tip roving over the folds covering Louise's clit, awakening her love button. With hot, increasingly insistent strokes, Jeannie delved more deeply between Louise's lower lips. Her tongue hungrily probed the honey-slick walls of the young woman's pussy, licking up her nectar. Louise responded with deeper moans and a churning of her hips.
"Oh, Jeannie, it's so good!" she gasped. "I love being with you!"
Jeannie lengthened her tongue caresses as she felt the hot blonde's legs quiver. Louise fell back on the couch, throwing her lovely legs around Jeannie's neck and resting them on the redhead's shoulders. Now it was Jeannie who was stretched out between the other woman's legs.
The silky flesh of Louise's legs locked tightly about her head as Jeannie began sucking ardently on Louise's clit. With pouting lips, she drew the bud into her mouth and let her tongue dart around the supersensitive joy button.
"Oh Jeannie, I'm cumming!"
Jeannie' s sucking mouth drove Louise into the throes of orgasm. Louise's hips bucked off the couch, and Jeannie had to grab her rear end to hold on.
Louise heaved and bucked her hips until Jeannie feared the thrashing would hurt her neck. Moving her hands from Louise's buttocks to the top of her hips, Jeannie was finally able to extract her head from the leg lock Louise had on her. Louise's panting was slowing, and she seemed to be returning to some form of sanity.
"Wow!" exclaimed Jeannie. "You really took off. I thought you had forgotten that I existed. You nearly broke my neck!"
"Oh my God, I'm sorry! I just couldn't help myself. I didn't mean to hurt you. I didn't, did I?"
Louise rose quickly and looked into Jeannie's eyes.
"No, you didn't, but almost."
"Oh, Jeannie, I'm so sorry. I'd never want to hurt you." Louise looked crestfallen.
"I know, darling," Jeannie assured her. "Forget it. You said something earlier about wanting to worship me. Do you still want to?"
"Yes, I do! Always!" Louise replied.
"Well, my love, come and do so," Jeannie said.
Louise moved to the rear of the couch and waited for Jeannie to crawl up beside her.
"Touch me," Jeannie commanded, feeling a stirring in her loins. "Kiss my nipples. I want to feel your tongue and lips on them."
Louise bent her head and touched Jeannie as if she would break at the slightest touch. She let her lips quiver over one lovely tit bud, then the other. Her tongue fluttered lightly on the very tip of each one.
"A little harder, love," Jeannie said. "I won't break."
Louise surrounded one areola with a full-mouthed, soft kiss and began to tickle the hard tip with her tongue. Jeannie squirmed with passion. She groped for the back of Louise's head and pressed the blonde's face into her breast. Her other hand caressed Louise's tits with featherlike strokes.
With a sigh of passion, Louise sucked and licked the rock-hard nipples. Her hand slipped down Jeannie's soft abdomen until it reached the red, fleece-covered pussy lips. She raised her mouth from Jeannie's tit and fastened her lips on the redhead's for a deep kiss.
Moving back slightly, Louise licked the soft inner flesh of Jeannie's lips and grazed the upper row of teeth. Her fingers delicately parted the folds of skin at the top of Jeannie's cunt.
Her tongue delved deeply into Jeannie's mouth and was met with equal fervor. Her fingers in Jeannie's wet hole matched the actions of her tongue in Jeannie's mouth. She rolled one finger over the redhead's clitoris. Jeannie's hips churned with the steadily increasing pleasure.
Slowly, Louise kissed her way along Jeannie's jaw and down her neck until she reached the cleavage she had left only moments ago. She took the bountiful mounds of tit flesh in her hands and cupped them to her mouth one at a time. She slid lower, until her lips found Jeannie's belly button.
Pausing there, she sent darting little licks into the deep indentation and was rewarded by Jeannie's shivers and the gentle upward pressure of her stomach. Louise's mouth went lower on Jeannie's delicately flavored flesh, leaving a wet trail. She ran her tongue back and forth through Jeannie's mossy curls. Jeannie's hips came off the couch, and she urged Louise's mouth lower.
"I want your mouth on my cunt," Jeannie hissed between clenched teeth. With excruciating slowness, Louise inched her way to a spot just above Jeannie's steamy snatch.
"Suck it!" Jeannie begged. "Suck my cunt, my clit!"
Louise's tongue teased its way lower and lower until it finally touched the delicate folds of pink flesh.
"For God's sake, woman, hurry and lick my cunt before I go crazy!"
Jeannie's hips came up off the couch as she pulled the teasing blonde's head down. At long last, Louise's mouth was glued to her slit.
"That's it, lover! That's what I want! Lick my clit. Make it feel good!"
Louise tongued and sucked the swollen bud into a more rigid awareness. Her lips cupped the growing knob and her tongue twirled around it. Jeannie's moans became louder as her passion mounted.
Jeannie's hips settled into a rhythmic rocking, and her hands began kneading her own throbbing tits, twirling her nipples between her thumb and forefinger.
Louise looked up from between Jeannie's legs and saw the busy fingers worrying the taut nipples. She increased the fervor of her tonguing.
Jeannie's hips gyrated wildly. "Oh, my God," she breathed, "I'm going to cum so hard! I can't stand it! Don't stop. Don't ever stop!" Jeannie began mumbling incoherently. Her eyes rolled up in her head, and her body went into spasms. It seemed an eternity before the delicious feelings began to subside.
Louise was wonderfully pleased with what she had done.
"Did I please you?" she asked softly, gazing into Jeannie's gash. She ran the tip of her tongue lightly over the softening pleasure bud.
"Oh yes, my love, yes!"
Jeannie ran her hand over the top of the blonde's head. She pulled Louise up, settled her face between her own big breasts. They settled into a post-orgasmic sleep.
Later, as they were dreaming, Louise asked, "Jeannie, may I go home with you? Ray isn't due back for another few days, and I don't want to be alone."
"Of course, darling," Jeannie said. "I would love for you to come home with me. I know Scott would like it too. I'm sure he can do some wonderful things with you. He's very taken with you. He told me just today how much he was looking forward to fucking you. It excites him that you're almost a virgin and that he can fuck you and have you suck his cock. It does all of us good to have someone new in our lives. Keeps us from getting stale."
Jeannie linked her arms through Louise's and led her out the door.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Jeannie and Scott lived in a modest but comfortable rancher. Nearby was a state park, with miles and miles of trails and a large lake. The Springers kept a boat at a small pier behind their house.
"I like the water," Louise said.
"We can go water skiing if you'd like. Why don't you stay with us until Ray returns? We can walk in the woods, swim, and water ski to your heart's content."
"I'd like that. The change will do me good," Louise replied happily. "But I don't have anything to wear."
"Don't worry about that, darling. We'll either be naked, in bathing suits, or in casual clothes, and I can provide those." They parked in front of the house. "Looks like we have company," Jeannie said. "That car belongs to the Schroeders."
Louise hoped they wouldn't stay too long. She wanted to be alone with Jeannie and Scott.
Scott met them at the door, clad in a skimpy bathing suit. It was easy to see why Jeannie enjoyed sex with him. He had a cock that would put most men to shame even when soft. Louise could just imagine what it would look like hard. She knew she would soon have the chance to find out for herself just how well hung he was.
She remembered how she had marveled at the way Jeannie had taken Mr. Charles's big prick in her mouth so easily, and now she understood why Jeannie could handle one that big. She got plenty of practice with her own man. He had to be as big as Mr. Charles, if not bigger.
Scott greeted them both, kissing his wife first. When Jeannie told him that Louise would be spending a few days with them, his face lit up.
They followed Scott through the house and out to the patio and outdoor grill. The Schroeders were lying on lounge chairs in the sun. The man was wearing a bathing suit much like Scott's. The woman wore only the bottom of a string bikini.
It took a moment for Louise's eyes to adjust to the bright sun. When they did, she realized that Mrs. Schroeder was Ginger, the blonde who had been her hostess at the club, while Mr. Schroeder was the young man who had been Jeannie' s host. Louise was struck by how much they resembled each other. She had assumed they were husband and wife, but now she wasn't sure what their relationship was.
Ginger smiled, stood up, and went to take Louise in her arms, kissing her full on the mouth. Louise blushed at the memory of what had happened at the club, but before Ginger could pull her mouth away, Louise not only returned the kiss, but also ran her tongue into Ginger's mouth. Ginger rose to the occasion, accepting all the kissing Louise could give.
Turning to the young man, Ginger called him over and introduced him to Louise as Jake, her brother. He, too, greeted Louise with a deep kiss, which she returned without hesitation. Jeannie greeted Ginger and Jake the same way they had greeted Louise, and Jeannie and Louise then went back into the house to change into bathing suits. While they were inside, Scott told Ginger and Jake that Louise would be staying for a few days and invited them to do the same. He was pleased when they accepted. Their presence would provide additional variety and fun.
Jeannie and Louise returned, wearing only the bottoms of their string bikinis, carrying the tops, which they would need when they went out on the lake. The men could not help trying to compare the three sets of bare breasts, but they were all so perfect, it was like trying to decide which of three identical jewels was best.
They had drinks, then they went to the lake to ski. The boat was powerful enough to pull three skiers at once. Louise was the least experienced of the lot, so she was taken around alone to get used to the skis and the water. The others rode in the boat and joked with her when she fell and had to be picked up.
Louise began to feel more confident. Jake and Jeannie joined her. Later, she and Jake ran the boat while the others skied. They stayed out until close to sunset.
Back on shore, they all went to the outdoor shower near the patio. Louise was a little slower than the others getting out of her suit and stepping under the water. Ginger and Jeannie went to her and began washing her, Jeannie behind her, Ginger in front. Louise was soon covered with soap from her chin to her feet. The four soapy hands felt good. She forgot about the men, who were watching near by. Jeannie put a finger into Louise's asshole as Ginger ran her finger into her cunt. Louise was surprised at the pleasure she felt from the double fingering. She was really beginning to enjoy it when the fingers were withdrawn.
"Don't worry, honey," Ginger said with a smile, "that isn't all you're going to get."
The girls doubled up and washed each other, two on one. Louise wondered whether the men would bathe themselves, and her question was answered as soon as the women were through. Scott and Jake stripped off their skimpy trunks and stepped under the water. It was obvious that the women were expected to wash them.
Louise went to Jake and began soaping him.
When she got to his prick, she held it up and looked at it before covering it with lather. It was not as thick as Scott's or Mr. Charles's, but it was every bit as long. She wasn't afraid of taking that one in her pussy, and she was sure she'd have no trouble sucking it. She would not be able to take the full length in her mouth, but at least the thickness wouldn't give her any trouble.
After she got Jake lathered down and was ready to rinse him, she noticed that his cock had gotten hard. It now looked like a long sausage. Since they had to wait while Jeannie and Ginger rinsed Scott, Louise held Jake's cock in her hand and absent-mindedly stroked it. The soap made it slick. She jacked it slowly, enjoying the way it felt in her hand.
Scott moved aside, and Louise pulled Jake under the water by his prick, jacking him as he rinsed. She realized that he was about to dump his load. As she was wondering if she should finish him with her hand or take him into her mouth, Ginger knelt in front of him.
Louise kept jacking him, and Ginger's tongue barely touched the tip of his prick. She turned her head to the side and flicked her tongue back and forth, moving her mouth toward the base of his rod. She drew her head back and suddenly licked the bare head, bringing a groan of pleasure from his lips.
Jake looked down at his beautiful sister on her knees before him and smiled. Ginger slid her tongue up the underside of his cock without interfering with Louise's jacking motions. She opened her mouth and let the head of his cock slip in.
He tensed all over when he felt her damp mouth on the head of his dick. His muscles knotted as Ginger's tongue moved around the head. She squeezed his balls in one hand and held his ass with her other hand.
Louise was fascinated by the sight of Ginger sucking her brother's cock while she jacked it Jake's hips began rocking back and forth, and the head of his long tool touched the back of Ginger's throat.
Louise took her cue from Jake's movements and ran her hand faster up and down his pole. He steadied Ginger's head with one hand as he fucked her mouth. Louise increased her speed again and suddenly she felt his cock swell. Then he was pumping cum into his sister's waiting mouth.
Ginger swallowed as rapidly as she could, taking even more of the throbbing tool into her mouth. Soon she had so much of it in her mouth that Louise had to stop jacking it and hold her hand still. Ginger's lips were against Louise's fingers when Jake finally stopped cumming and his prick began to soften. Louise held it as Ginger pulled her mouth away. She had drained her brother thoroughly, and not a drop of cum was left. His prick was as clean as it had been after Louise washed it.
Ginger stood up and kissed Louise on the mouth, giving her a taste of Jake's cum. She put her arm around Louise and walked with her to where Scott and Jeannie were standing.
Jeannie smiled. "Did you like it, darling?"
"Yeah," Louise chuckled. "Watching Ginger suck him was exciting, too."
"Why don't we just stay naked and give the guys a treat?" Ginger said. "They'll soon have us out of anything we put on anyway." "Good idea," Scott said. "But I think Jake and I had better take some preventive measures, since we're going to be using the grill. Don't want to broil the wrong wieners."
"I thought we were having T-bones, not tube steaks," Jeannie said with a sexy laugh.
"I want both!" Ginger said.
Scott and Jake put on dry bathing suits just like the ones they had worn earlier. Louise hoped she would be able to keep her jutting tits out of her food.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Louise suddenly realized that she didn't feel the least bit guilty about what she was doing. Nor was she embarrassed by her nudity in front of these people. For the first time in her life, she felt comfortable and at ease.
Dear old Ray would have to agree to this kind of lifestyle, if he wanted to continue taking rides in her saddle. If he didn't like it, he could just leave. She was sure she would not want for companionship.
Scott and Jeannie seemed perfectly content, and there had to be someone who would love her the same way, sharing all these wonderful happenings and beautiful people.
As soon as Ray got home, he would face the new Louise. Then she would see if he really loved her or only wanted a home and a guaranteed piece of ass when he returned from his road trips. In the meantime, she would find out what else she could enjoy with these wonderful people around her.
The food and wine were delicious. Louise could not remember when she had enjoyed a meal so much. Jeannie pushed her plate aside and said, "Ginger, Scott bought me a new double-ender. Would you like to show Louise how it works?"
"I'd love to!" Ginger said. "I've been thinking about her ever since the other night at the club."
"What are you talking about?" Louise asked. "I don't understand one word of what you're saying."
"Don't worry, honey," Scott said. "You'll catch on soon enough. And I'm sure you'll like it."
Jeannie went inside, and Ginger led Louise to a custom-made air mattress larger than a king-size bed. There were comfortable chairs and lounges on all four sides of the mattress for those who wished to watch or rest up for the next round.
Jeannie returned with her double-ender. When Jeannie handed it to her, Louise saw that each end was shaped like the head of a cock. A big cock! Almost as big around as Scott's, and certainly longer than any Louise could imagine.
"How in the world do you use this thing?" Louise asked.
"It has at least two uses, darling," replied Ginger, taking the dildo from Louise. "You can use it on yourself by putting one end in your pussy and the other in your ass. Or you can use it with a girlfriend, where each of you puts an end in her pussy and you fuck each other. Have you ever fucked a woman?"
"I hadn't done anything with another woman until you sucked me off at the club. Then the other day Jeannie and I had a nice session. She taught me how to fuck with a strap-on cock."
"Did you eat her pussy, or just receive pleasure?" Ginger asked.
"Both," laughed Louise. "We sucked each other off and fucked each other with that fake cock."
"She takes to sucking pussy like a natural," said Jeannie. "When she finished with me, I knew I had really been eaten. I can recommend her without reservation."
"Welcome," Ginger said with a big grin. "Now you are one of the many women who really knows what pleasure is. How to give it and how to get it."
Using some oil Jeannie had brought along, Ginger thoroughly lubricated the whole length of the double dildo.
"Lean back and spread wide," Ginger said. "Just relax, and I'll give you your first taste of the Monster."
"It's so huge," Louise said nervously. "How much of it do I have to take?"
"As much as you want, honey. If you want it all, just relax and take it. Otherwise, tell me when you've got enough and I'll stop. But be sure you take at least half of it. I already know I can't take more than half, and I want to show you how two women use it at once."
Louise had already opened her legs. Ginger knelt between them and began inserting the dildo between her cunt lips. The others gathered around to watch, wondering how much of the fake cock Louise would be able to take.
Louise watched in fascination as Ginger pushed and pushed until she had inserted about half the artificial cock into her stretched cunt. Louise felt totally stuffed, as though the thing would split her open or the end would come out her mouth.
Ginger knelt over Louise's hips and spread the lips of her own pussy with the other end of the dildo. Working as slowly on herself as she had on Louise, she began to absorb the remainder of the rubber prick.
"Pretend you're fucking a man, darling," Ginger said. "Spread your legs wide so I can get between them."
Louise opened her legs wide. She felt the fake cock in her sheath, and then Ginger's pussy lips were tight against her own. Ginger settled into Louise's hairy saddle and nestled her clit against Louise's love button.
"Your cunt feels good against mine," Louise panted. "Do it! Fuck me! I'm ready to cum!"
Ginger began the classic fucking motion, moving back and forth to get the most out of the dildo. With her cunt lips pressed tightly against Louise's, she rubbed up and down to get the most out of the feeling of their clits and cunt lips. Louise wrapped her legs around her female fucker's waist. She quickly discovered that the key to fucking with a dildo was the clit. When her joy buzzer met Ginger's, the thrill was breathtaking.
"Fuck me...fuck me...fuck me..." Louise crooned, pushing her cunt up to meet Ginger's thrusts.
Ginger drove her cunt against Louise's box again and again, thrusting the way a man would. She balanced on her knees and put both hands under Louise's ass, lifting it off the mattress and pulling their crotches together.
The only sound was of the two women fucking. Jeannie stood between Scott and Jake, a cock in each hand. She stroked them slowly as she watched her girlfriends. The men each had one arm around her, playing with her big tits and thick nipples.
"You ready to cum?" Ginger gasped.
"Yes, I'm right there!" Louise panted. "Just a few more of your wonderful strokes and my pussy will explode!"
"Let it go, darling. I'm almost there, too. I can feel it growing in the bottom of my cunt. Let's cum together," Ginger said with a deep moan.
"Let's switch places! I want to be on top. I want to fuck you," pleaded Louise.
Ginger wrapped her arms around Louise's waist and rolled over. Louise got onto her knees and began fucking Ginger, driving her cunt into Ginger's.
Louise was proud of herself, proud that she could say and do what she felt.
She fucked faster and faster, driving the double dick up her sheath and into Ginger's. She wanted to fuck Ginger for hours, but suddenly her senses shattered in a blinding flash.
"Oh God!" she screamed. "It's wonderful! Wonderful!"
"Keep fucking me, baby," Ginger hissed. "I'm cumming! I don't want to stop!"
Louise's hips worked like massive pistons, driving forward and back with erotic power. When her cunt lunged forward, Ginger's ass heaved from the impact of clit against clit.
After several minutes of steady fucking, the women rolled over again. Ginger got back on top and thrust her clit against Louise's. Gradually they cooled down, and the fucking finally stopped. Ginger rolled over and curled up against Louise.
"It's never been better," Louise whispered. "You came like I've never seen before," M Ginger said. "As if it was your first time."
"Since that night at the club," Louise said, "I seem to cum better every time I fuck or suck, whether it's with a man or a woman. I don't want to ever stop cumming, now that I know what it really feels like."
"I'm sorry this one is over," Ginger sighed.
"It doesn't have to be," Louise chuckled. She stroked Ginger's tits. "It's not like either one of us has to worry about a soft cock."
"You're right," Ginger said with a smile. She ran her hand between Louise's legs and pressed it to her cunt. "Your pussy is still so wet."
Louise quickly ran a finger into Ginger's sopping cunt. "So is yours," she said. "Just screaming for another fucking."
"Then let's do it again," panted Ginger.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Before Ginger could get on top of Louise again, Scott moved into the picture. He knelt between Louise's legs, his stiff cock in one hand. Watching the women had been too much for him. He had to fuck, and it was going to be Louise who got his cock.
Understanding her husband's urgent need, Jeannie knelt beside Louise and spread the blonde's lovely thighs. The lips of Louise's cunt gaped open. Jeannie grasped Scott's throbbing cock and pulled forward gently until she could fit the massive tool into Louise's slit. She spread Louise's cunt lips with one hand and pressed the bulbous head into the entrance.
The thrill of watching her husband's pulsing prick being engulfed by her girlfriend's twat was almost too much for Jeannie. Unaware of what she was doing, she released Scott's dick and let her hand steal down between her own thighs. She played with her clitoris, one finger working on Louise's love button as another worked on her own clit. She reluctantly removed her hand from Louise's cunt once Scott's cock was buried completely in the blonde's channel. She continued playing with her own clit as she watched Scott fuck Louise for the first time.
Scott kissed Louise on the mouth as the head of his cock touched the moist lips of her cunt Louise let her head fall back, her mouth open.
"Do it!" she moaned in a lust-clouded voice, "Do it to me!"
Scott rammed his cock home. The others watched it sink deep into Louise's demanding cunt. She spread her legs as wide as she could, and Scott began to fuck her slowly.
Louise met him with equally insatiable greed, wrapping her legs around his waist and locking her ankles just above his bare buttocks. She writhed and wriggled and undulated in pure sexual bliss.
Jeannie stroked her own clit faster and faster, trying to keep up with the pace of Louise's passion. Ginger took over stroking her brother's prick as they watched the fiery scene before them. Jake pulled his cock away from Ginger and walked over to the mattress.
"Turn her over, Scott," Jake said.
Jake stood over the fucking couple, holding his long, thin cock in one hand, a tight smile on his lips. Scott looked down at Louise and saw that she was gazing up at Jake's cock.
"Turn her over so we can give her a double fuck," Jake said. "I want to put my cock up her ass."
Louise closed her eyes and hugged Scott tight. "Turn me over, darling," she whispered, her voice shaking. "I want to try to take both of you at once."
Scott held Louise tight. With Ginger's help, he rolled her over so that she was on top of him, his cock still buried in her tight sheath. She pressed her big tits into his chest.
Under Ginger's guidance, the voluptuous young blonde pulled her legs up under her and spread her knees wide on either side of Scott's hips, pushing her ass up, her cheeks apart.
Louise felt Ginger's probing finger flick teasingly over her tightly puckered anus. The finger left for a few moments, and when it returned, it spread the same oil they had used on the dildo. Ginger smeared the lubricant around Louise's back door, then pushed her slick finger inside the brown-rimmed hole. She probed Louise's asshole and spread the oil.
Louise felt Jake's weight on top of her, pressing her ass down, forcing Scott's cock deeper into her sheath. The swollen knob of Jake's slender prick spread the hole between the cheeks of her ass.
She felt the head of his prick stretch her tiny anal mouth wide. Suddenly the knob popped inside. She was surprised that it didn't hurt as much as she had expected, but she remembered that Jake's cock was thin. She wondered how she would ever be able to take a bigger one up her ass. There was no doubt that Scott would want to fuck her that way.
Louise felt Ginger's hands on the cheeks of her ass, pulling them apart, gently guiding Jake's cock further into her rear entrance. Jake paused for a moment, letting her rectal canal adjust to the alien intruder.
The pressure subsided, and Louise loved the feeling. She was crouched on top of Scott, pinned between two stiff pricks. Jake began fucking her ass easily, and Louise felt nothing but intense pleasure so sweet, wild, and free that she wanted only to remain in that ecstatic state for as long as she lived.
Jeannie and Ginger were close to her. When Louise turned to look back at Jake, her mouth hit one of Ginger's tits and was suddenly filled with a stiff nipple. She sucked the hard nub as the two cocks plundered her hot body. She turned the nipple loose and kissed Scott on the mouth. Jake kissed her on the back of the neck.
Scott and Jake were each thrusting into her in perfect rhythm. She could feel their cocks touching both sides of the thin membrane separating her fuck channel from her anal passage. She was pinned between them, on her knees, her big tits dancing freely with the force of their thrusts.
Ginger and Jeannie caressed her all over, playing with her nipples, cupping her tits, rubbing her buttocks, massaging her clit, feeling the cocks that pumped in and out of her heaving body. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open. A lewd smile of carnal delight twisted her lips.
Her climax began. She thrashed madly in total orgasmic bliss until finally collapsing limply beneath her two fuckers. They also erupted, shooting their scalding sperm deep into her hungry cunt and ass.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Four days later, Louise awoke in her own bed. It took her a few moments to realize where she was. So much had happened in so short a time that she felt disoriented. But also wonderful. Better than she could remember ever feeling. As her mind wandered back over all that had happened, her main thought was of the pure pleasure she had experienced.
The past four days and nights had been incredible. She had fucked, sucked, and done just about everything else that could be done with men and women. When the men were too tired to perform, the women turned to each other, using their mouths, their hands, Jeannie's toys, sometimes all at once.
It was going to be a lazy day. Maybe she would do a little shopping and have lunch out She was in the mood to buy some new clothes. She had been afraid to spend money on clothes, because of what Ray might say. Well, to hell with Ray! It was time she did a few things she wanted to do.
While her bath was running, she carefully checked her body in the mirror. She squeezed a nipple and the feeling of arousal surged through it. Then she lifted one leg high and pressed her foot against the wall. She looked at her genitals. She wondered how they looked with a cock inside her.
She wanted to watch herself be penetrated by something and see her own expression as it happened. What could she put inside her?
She saw Ray's deodorant, a cock-shaped, fluted glass bottle about an inch in diameter and eight inches long. She could put half of it in her and see the rest sticking out. She washed it with hot water, then cold, and finally rinsed it.
She went back to the mirror, lifted her leg, and spread herself open. She inserted some face cream and worked it in with her fingers. Then she slowly pushed in Ray' s deodorant bottle. She moved it in and out, watching herself dispassionately. She walked around with it sticking out of her. Then she pulled it out, washed it several times, and put it back on the shelf.
Her body was a little tired, and she took a hot bath. The water felt good, and she lay back and soaked until it began to cool.
She put on a bra and a pair of very brief panties. Going to the kitchen, she fixed and devoured a huge breakfast of fresh fruit, eggs, ham, potatoes, toast and hot, rich coffee.
She was lingering over coffee and a cigarette when the door bell rang. Thinking it was Jeannie checking on her, she went to the door without a thought to what she was wearing.
Much to her dismay, it was the boy from down the street who delivered the newspaper.
"Uh ... hi, Mrs., uh . . . I'm here . . ." He almost swallowed his tongue. "I'd like to collect for the ... uh ..." His eyes settled on her nearly naked tits " . . . paper, please."
She didn't know what else to do, so she invited him to come in and asked him to have a seat while she got the money.
As she walked down the hallway to get her handbag from the bedroom, she was suddenly amused by the situation. She took the money from her handbag and tucked half of the bills in one bra cup and the other half in the other cup.
"It's Jim, isn't it?" she said as she reentered the living room.
"Uh, yeah...I mean, yes'm."
"How old are you, Jim?"
"Eighteen, ma'am. Last month. I mean eighteen last month."
"What's wrong, Jim? You seem upset about something."
"Well, I just haven't seen..." He swallowed hard. "I mean you don't have any...uh..." His eyes tried to take in her entire body at once. "I mean, you're so pretty and all," he blurted.
"Why, thank you, Jim. That's such a nice thing to say. Do you compliment all the older ladies you call on to collect for the paper?"
"No, ma'am. They don't let me see them... uh . . . I mean, they always wear more . . . uh . . . you really are pretty. And you're not old!"
"What are you trying to say, Jim? Does the way I'm dressed bother you?"
"Yes, ma'am. No, ma'am. I mean, yes, it turns me on to see you like that."
"Do you have a girlfriend, Jim? Have you ever seen her dressed this way?" Louise asked sweetly.
"Gee, Mrs. Summers, you ask your questions so funny. I've got sort of a girlfriend. I mean, we date some, but she's not really what you'd call a steady girlfriend. I've never seen any girl dressed the way you are."
"Then I guess you've never seen a girl naked," she mused. "Tell me, Jim, do you have to work very hard for your money?"
"Not really, Mrs. Summers. It doesn't take long to deliver the papers. About the only time it's rough is when the weather is bad."
"Well, you may have to do a little more than usual to get your money today. I have it, but I won't just hand it to you," Louise said as she sat down on the couch.
"What kind of work do you want me to do, Mrs. Summers?"
"Why don't you call me Louise? Mrs. Summers sounds so formal. I mean, here I sit in my bra and panties and, if I open my legs a little bit, you can probably see my hair."
Louise spread her legs more than a little bit, pulling the thin crotch of her panties up into her slit, which was soaking wet. The outer lips of her pussy and most of her cunt hair was clearly visible.
Jim's eyes bulged and his mouth watered. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He licked his lips and swallowed hard, trying to speak.
"Cat got your tongue, Jim?" Louise said softly. "Or is it a pussy?"
"I guess I can call you Louise, Mrs. Summers, if that's what you want," he stammered.
"I think I want a little more than that, Jim. I want you to come find your money. After all, that's what you're here for, isn't it?"
"Uh...yeah." His eyes were riveted between Louise's legs.
She ran both hands into her crotch and pulled her panties aside, sliding one finger between her cunt lips and dipping the tip into her sopping hole. She drew the finger up her slit and began playing with her love bud.
Her intention had been to tease him, but she got carried away. Her hand seemed to have a mind of its own.
Her fingers slipped between the puffy lips of her pussy. Her nails scraped lightly over her distended clit. She closed her eyes as her body responded to the vivid sexual images rising in her fertile mind. Scenes from the past few days seemed to race across the inside of her eyelids. She was only vaguely aware that Jim was watching.
Louise's index finger was directly on top of the erect stud of her clitoris. She held her fingertip against it for a moment, then rotated it gently, moaning as waves of pleasure washed over her. She remembered Jeannie's talented tongue, Scott's huge cock in her cunt, Ginger and her dildo, Jake's long, thin tool up her ass, even young Jim sliding his as-yet-unseen cock into her mouth, her cunt, and her ass.
She was conscious only of her fingers and her cunt. Waves of heat passed through her. Her long, wet fingers stabbed mercilessly into her quivering sheath as she writhed in abandoned self-fucking. She pulled her legs up to give them greater access.
She was nearing her climax, every inch of her flesh burning with excitement.
"I'm cumming!" she suddenly screamed, her mouth wide open, lips twisted in a mask of lust.
Her tits bobbed and she ground her pussy harder and harder against her flying fingers. Her legs thrashed in every direction as her orgasmic fluids flowed over her drubbing fingers.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
When it was over, Louise opened her eyes and became aware of Jim's presence. He had taken his cock out of his pants and was stroking it furiously.
She was happy to see that it was fairly big. If he only knew what to do with it, everything would work out just fine. Her fingers had been good, and she had enjoyed them but she wanted more.
"Jim, come here and kiss me," she said. "I always like to have a kiss after I've cum. Come show me how well you can kiss. Bring that lovely, hard cock along with you. Just keep doing what you're doing and kiss me."
"Do you really want me to?"
Louise lifted her ass off the couch and quickly pushed her wet panties down over her feet, spreading her legs wide again.
"Does that tell you I mean it?" she said huskily.
His eyes glued to her cunt, Jim stepped between her splayed legs. He leaned over and mashed his lips to her hot mouth.
Louise wrapped her arms around his neck, snaked her tongue into his mouth, and pushed her swollen tits against his chest.
Jim was overwhelmed when he felt her hand close around his rampant rod. She rubbed her palm over the throbbing knob, smearing pre-cum around while working her hand up and down the iron-hard shaft.
He clamped his arms around her, held her tight, and sucked on her invading tongue. He was drowning in the scent of her perfume and the aroma coming from her crotch. He slipped his tongue into her mouth, surprised at the greed with which she sucked it. Her firm tits burned a hole in his shirt.
Louise broke the kiss. "You kiss so well, Jim! I thought you were going to eat me up."
"I'd like to," he croaked. "You taste good."
"Do you really mean that?" Louise asked.
He responded without knowing what she meant. "Sure. You really taste good." He tried to kiss her again.
But Louise had other ideas. "Undress so I can see all of you, Jim."
He nodded, anxious to do anything she wanted. He stood directly in front of her, and sucked in his breath when she tugged on his belt. He put his hands on her shoulders to steady himself. Her tongue flicked out and ran over the tip of his pulsating prick.
"Take my bra off and play with my tits," she whispered.
She sat up very straight and stuck out her chest. As her bra came away from her swollen tits, the money she had hidden there fluttered to the floor unnoticed. He grabbed her globes. She shuddered as his hands worked her titty flesh.
She pulled his pants down, still licking the end of his raging rod. Jim pulled his feet free and kicked his pants away. He stepped closer and tried to get his cock into Louise's mouth, but she pulled her head back, grasped his arms, and pushed him to his knees between her legs.
"Lick my pussy!" she said, putting her hands behind his head and pulling it forward. "Lick my clit! I want you to suck me off and make me cum again. Suck my cunt!"
Jim had never had his face so close to a pussy, and he didn't have the least idea what to do. He was stupefied by the puffy lips of her cunt and her musky aroma. He could only kneel there and stare at her hairy grotto.
Realizing that he was not going to do anything on his own, Louise pulled his head forward until his mouth touched her nether lips.
"Stick out your tongue and taste my pussy," she hissed.
Jim did as he was told, hesitantly at first, then with more enthusiasm as he tasted her delicious nectar. Soon he was running his tongue over the full length of her slit, drinking the sweet secretions.
"That's right," she moaned. "It's so good! Stick your tongue in my cunt! Fuck me with your tongue! Lick me! Run your tongue to the top of my slit! Feel my clit? Lick it, Jim, lick it! That's right! Harder! Harder! I'm going to cum! Don't stop! I want to cum again! Make me cum, Jim! Make me cum, make me cum!" she crooned.
Jim followed her orders, licking her clit with the tip of his tongue. He couldn't have moved if he'd wanted to. Louise was holding his head so tightly to her pussy that he could only lick, suck, and swallow.
Suddenly she wrapped her legs around his neck and shoved her ass forward, bucking up and down in a frenzied fucking motion. She ground her pussy into his face, banging her clit against his teeth.
Jim was drenched in her tasty cum. He sputtered and swallowed, riding the storm of her orgasm to its conclusion.
Louise looked down at the head clamped between her thighs.
"Jim! Stop! I'm finished! I can't stand any more! Please stop!"
Wearily, he lifted his head from between her trembling legs. A thin film of her juice coated his nose and mouth. He swallowed the last of her delicious elixir and smacked his lips.
"Did I do it right?"
Louise leaned forward, licked his lips and chin, and gave him a deep, tongue-probing kiss. She sat back and smiled dreamily.
"You did it just right, honey. It was beautiful.
Would you like to fuck me as a reward? I see your lovely cock is still hard and ready for action."
Louise slid forward until her ass was on the edge of the couch, easily accessible. She spread her legs wide for him.
"Stay on your knees and just straighten up. That will put your cock high enough to go in."
Jim moved the bulbous red knob of his prick to the swollen, hair-lined lips.
Louise grabbed it and guided it through her pussy lips. She smiled when he twitched and moaned in response. She pulled his hips forward and buried his throbbing meat in her cunt.
His mind whirled. He was deep in her pussy, and his hands reached for her tits. He grabbed the big mounds and squeezed them.
Louise used her muscles on his shaft, pulsing against his throbbing, blood-gorged lance.
Jim's eyes widened. He was going to cum! He had waited so long and now, in the blink of an eye, it was ending!
"No!" he yelled in desperation. "Noooo!" His body spasmed, his hips jabbing his cock into her hot, massaging pussy. "I'm cumming!"
Jim's cock exploded. He squirmed and humped in her tight sheath. He mauled her tits with both hands, and his prick emptied his cum in hard spurts. He dropped back, looking away from her, taking his hands from her tits. He was disgusted with himself.
"I felt your cum squirt in me, Jim," she whispered. "It drove me crazy. My pussy is full of your cum now." She leaned forward, her tits dangling. "I liked watching your face when you came." Louise saw the look of despair on his face. "Don't pout. There will be lots more times. You'll get better. How would you like to fuck me a couple of times a week? You can get all the practice you want, and I'll teach you everything I know. Okay?"
"Oh, Mrs., uh, Louise! Do'ya really mean that?"
"Of course, honey. Now you'd better get dressed and run along. We must never let anyone know what we're doing. Okay?"
Jim scrambled into his clothes and left. The money Louise had stuck in her bra to pay for the newspaper was still on the floor where it had fallen. She found it when she awoke from the nap she took as soon as he left.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Ray returned home on an early morning flight and went straight to his office from the airport. He had decided to call Jeannie Springer before he called Louise. He needed to talk to someone before he talked to his wife, and he thought her best friend would be best.
He wasn't sure how he was going to tell Jeannie what was troubling him, but he would have to find a way. She seemed to be a nice person. He just hoped she would not be embarrassed by what he had to say.
Jeannie answered the phone when Ray called.
He was relieved that he didn't have to explain his call to her husband. When he told her that he wanted to talk to someone about Louise, Jeannie agreed to meet him for lunch in a restaurant none of their friends were likely to frequent.
Jeannie called Louise the moment she finished talking to Ray. Louise didn't know that Ray was back in town.
"Have lunch with him, by all means," Louise said. "Do what you think best, and don't worry about it."
"Do you think he wants to get in my pants?" Jeannie asked. "Maybe that's why he wants me to meet him in a restaurant where we're not apt to run into anyone we know."
"Could be. It's okay with me if it happens. Maybe it will loosen him up a little. Especially if you can get his head between your legs and make him give your pussy a nice tongue bath. As you know, I've been trying to get him to do that to me. Maybe you can give him a jump start. It doesn't matter who gets it first, just as long as we all get what we want."
Jeannie felt better after talking to Louise. She hadn't expected Louise to have any objection, but she wanted to make sure. The more she thought about it, the more she thought she would entice Ray into wanting to fuck her, even if he didn't already have that in mind.
Maybe she could get him to his own home, and then have it set up so Louise would come in while they were fucking. That would make it a lot easier to ensure Ray's cooperation.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Jeannie took a taxi to the restaurant, arriving a few minutes earlier than Ray had said. The maitre d' seated her immediately when she told him she was meeting Mr. Summers for lunch.
Ray must come here often to be so well known, Jeannie thought. I wonder if he meets other women here. I don't know the maitre d', so there's no way to find out, but I bet he's been fucking other women. Just like a man who can't face his wife and tell her what he wants.
Thinking of the maitre d', Jeannie couldn't help comparing him with Mr. Charles and that big cock of his. She felt some wetness in the crotch of her panties. What would this fellow do if she called him over, hauled out his cock, and gave him a blow job? She was giggling over the thought when the man in question seated Ray.
Ray noted Jeannie's smile, thought it was for him, and leaned over to kiss her on the cheek. Jeannie turned her head so that her mouth met his. It wasn't a deep kiss, but it was a lot more than he had expected. It added to his wonderment about what was happening.
He grinned. He had been well and truly fucked while on his trip, and now he felt that the habits of the past had to be changed. He was much more aware of pleasure, and he was determined that he and Louise would experience it together or go their separate ways. He was no longer content with the hesitant, non-sexual woman his wife was.
Jeannie was very good at drawing Ray out, making him talk about his job and his plans for the future. She skirted the edges of sexual subjects and wondered what would it take to get dear old Ray on the road Louise had already taken.
Over coffee, Ray finally got around to asking Jeannie if he could talk to her about a very personal subject. Jeannie thought he was going to ask her to fuck him.
"Ask me anything, Ray," she replied. "I have a very open mind."
"I think you know something about how I grew up," he said. "About the same as Louise. I guess you girls talk about things like that, huh?"
"We've talked some about it."
"Well, I don't know if Louise has told you, but we don't hit it off so well all the time. In the sack, I mean."
The misunderstood husband approach, Jeannie thought.
"She's talked to me some. I know she has been unhappy lately. A few days ago, she seemed really in the dumps."
"Yeah, that was the day I left, probably. We had a bad night. I guess I wanted some things she thought were wrong," he said.
"Ray, sometimes a woman is just scared. Or doesn't know what the man will think of her if she does something, or lets him do something. Just because you're married doesn't mean that all the things a girl was taught while growing up are suddenly gone. It takes a lot to get rid of inhibitions. She might want the same things the man does, but doesn't know how to express it. What do you want to do that she objects to?"
"Well, I want to...uh...you know, uh...do something a bit different once in a while."
"Honey, it could be different if she gets on top now and then. Is that what you mean?"
"No. I want to be freer than that."
"You aren't telling me a hell of a lot. Do you mean you want her to suck your cock?"
He turned as red as the tablecloth. When he found his voice, he was still shaken by her bluntness.
"Yeah, I guess that's what I mean. But, well, you know, I get embarrassed trying to tell her that. She buys all those books of hers. Doesn't she know that happens a lot and that men like it."
"Then how do you go about getting it done? If she's afraid to make the first move, because 'nice' girls don't do those things, and the man is afraid to ask, because he knows how hung up she is, then what makes it happen? I don't want her to think I don't love her, but I do want her to suck me.
Making his statement so bluntly seemed to lift a burden from him. Jeannie saw part of the tension drain away.
"I guess, Ray, that it is still up to the man most of the time. That's the way our society is. There are some women who will do most anything on their own without caring what anyone thinks, but Louise is not one of them. She's waiting for you to lead her. It might cause trouble, but that's a chance you have to take. Tell Louise what you want and make sure she knows you won't think less of her for doing it."
"Well, you might be right. But one of the men I work with told his wife he would like to try swapping and she damned near left him. She still thinks he doesn't love her because, in her words, he wanted to share her with someone else. He tried to explain to her that screwing someone else isn't sharing the inner person, but she's still pissed at him. I don't want that to happen with Louise and me. I sure don't want to lose her. What I want is something more than what we have now."
"Would it help if I went with you and talked to Louise?"
"Shit, Jeannie, I don't know! I'm not sure how Louise would take that, either. I mean, what would she think if I told her in front of you that I wanted her to suck my cock?"
"I don't think she would be upset. Women use those words among themselves. Would you like it better if I told her for you?"
"You mean you would really say that to her? You'd tell her I want her to do that? I don't know how I would feel about that. What if she thought you had done it?"
"What does 'it' mean to you, Ray? Are you afraid to use the word with me?"
"I mean, what if she thought we had, well, fucked?"
"Just because I tell her that you want her to suck your cock doesn't mean she'd think we had fucked. Do you want to fuck me, Ray? Is that what this is all about?"
"God, Jeannie! I don't know what to say when you ask me questions like that. I mean, I'm not used to hearing them from women."
"Do you suck pussy, Ray? You want your cock sucked. Do you return the favor by giving a woman that pleasure?"
Jeannie was beginning to enjoy herself. Ray wasn't really a bad sort. He was just so hung up on the old taboos.
"Well, yeah. I did once. Just the other night. It just happened as we went along. She was standing in front of me naked, and it just seemed like the thing to do. She liked it. I even did it later, after fucking her, but before I came. I never wanted to do it with Louise. Don't know why. It just didn't ever work out that way. When she talked about it being in her book, it made me sick. But it's not half bad, now that I've done it."
"You didn't answer my first question, Ray. Do you want to fuck me?"
"Sure! But you're Louise's best friend."
"Would you rather fuck her worst enemy?" Jeannie teased.
"No, I guess not. I just never thought that good friends did that."
"Ray, you've already fucked at least one other woman recently. I take it that Louise doesn't know about that yet. But you are going to tell her, aren't you?"
Ray felt trapped. He tried to beat a retreat.
"That was just someone I met. She would probably leave me if I told her."
"Have you ever talked to Louise about swinging, or each of you fucking others if you want to?
Many people do that, you know."
"How do you know so much about all this?" Ray asked.
"Good friends do fuck, Ray. That's the best way. I can't imagine fucking an enemy. It just might be that you'll get your wish to fuck me. Maybe soon. But why don't we go see Louise now?"
"Yeah, I guess we'd better. You're going to tell her about all this?"
"No, Ray, I'm not. You are. I'll go with you, though. But don't be surprised if Louise is not as hung up as you think she is. Wait here while I go powder my nose. I took a cab here, so I can ride with you."
Jeannie started toward the ladies room, but went to a row of telephones near the door. She called Louise.
"Just meet us at the door, honey, dressed to fuck," Jeannie said. "Then follow my lead."
When she returned to Ray, he stood and took her arm to guide her to the door. She moved close to him in the car, saying she felt more comfortable riding the way she always did with Scott. She pushed her tit against his arm and put a hand on his upper thigh.
Before they had gone very far, Jeannie's hand was resting lightly on Ray's prick. Her stroking soon had it hard. In the meantime, she chatted about things not connected with sex. She wanted him eager, but didn't want to overdo it.
CHAPTER TWENTY
Louise met them at the front door, dressed in a way that nearly made Ray swallow his tongue. He was already worked up from the handling Jeannie had given him in the car. And now here was his shy wife, dressed in a baby doll outfit that left nothing to the imagination.
The pale blue color set off her skin and hair coloring to perfection, and all of her blonde hair was visible. The top barely covered her smooth, tan belly, and the tiny bikini panties were two thin strips that disappeared into the crack of her pussy.
Jeannie and Louise exchanged a knowing look before Louise glided into Ray's arms, her arms coiling around his neck. She pressed her body tight against his, kissed him, and ran her tongue between his lips.
Ray was so taken aback he didn't even put his arms around her. Jeannie pulled his hands behind Louise's back, put one on her ass and the other at her waist, and Ray got the idea. His wife ground her pussy into his crotch, making his semi-rigid rod harder. Louise moved her hips back just enough to get her hand between them, on his prick.
"Did you bring this home especially for your hungry little wife?" she crooned.
Ray was thoroughly confused, but too inflamed to try to figure out what was going on. His wife took his aching cock out of his pants and gently stroked it with a soft hand.
She released his prick and pushed his coat off his shoulders. His tie was next, then his shirt. The zipper in his pants was already open. They fell around his ankles when his belt and the top button were opened. Louise knelt in front of him and eased his shorts down, freeing his rigid cock. When it sprang up past the waistband, her mouth captured it.
His shock was so great that he didn't realize that Jeannie was kneeling behind him, lifting first one foot and then the other to remove his shoes and socks and pull his pants and shorts away. Louise was doing her best to swallow all of his cock.
Louise motioned for Ray to remove the top of her outfit. He pulled it over her head when she momentarily let his prick slip out of her mouth. She gobbled it up again.
He looked down and saw her tits framing her face, the proud buds thick and full. Her mouth was filled with his cock. He tried to hold back, not sure what she would do if he came in her mouth the first time she sucked him.
Louise pulled her mouth away, not because she didn't want to drink his cum, but because she didn't want him to cum so soon. She had attacked him at the door, and they were now barely inside the living room. The carpet would have to do for now. She wasn't going to risk breaking the spell by going to the bedroom.
Pulling on Ray's hips, Louise got him down on the floor on his back, his stiff prick standing high.
With help from Jeannie's willing hands, Louise got her panties off. They were soaked with her pussy juice. Jeannie smiled as she pulled the panties over Louise's feet.
Placing one knee on either side of Ray's head, Louise lowered her sopping fur pie to his lips. Ray was mesmerized by the womanly aroma wafting from her lower mouth. As the puffy outer labia settled on his lips, he stuck out his tongue, ran it the full length of her sex slot, then buried it in her honeyed hole. He drank her tasty nectar and probed for more. He had opened her floodgates with his tongue. Louise rocked back and forth, smearing her juice over his nose and cheeks.
Leaning forward, she put her hands on the floor, bringing more of her beaver into contact with his mouth, rubbing her clit on the end of his nose. Her hips became more insistent, and she nearly smothered him as she dragged her slit over his nose and mouth. Ray was surprised at how wet she was. Before, when he had tried to make it with her, she had never gotten more than a little moist. But now she was flowing.
He flattened his tongue and used it like a broad brush, licking from the bottom of her hole up over her clit. He felt Louise settle harder on his probing oral spear. Every movement of her hips rubbed her hard love button against his face. His hands were on the cheeks of her ass, and in her eagerness and passion, she was almost humping over his head.
He spread the cheeks of her ass and pressed one finger against the dark brown rosette between them. His finger made her convulse. She jerked her ass far enough forward that his tongue ran across the tight bud of her asshole.
He put his tongue inside, leaving the ring wet and slippery. This time, when he pressed against the tight pucker, her sphincter relaxed, letting his finger sink deeply into her rectum. Louise was very close to orgasm. Ray worked his probe in her brown bud hole while concentrating on her clit with his tongue. Suddenly, Louise pushed down so hard he could hardly breathe. Her hips moved in a tight circle, her clit and his tongue at the center.
"Oh God, it's here," she screamed. "I'm cumming! Eat me! Suck my cunt and make me cum! Don't you dare stop!"
Ray could not have stopped if he'd wanted to. Louise's gash had his head pinned to the floor.
She was sitting full on his face, leaning forward so her clit was directly over his tongue, her cunt juice running down his chin. Every time his tongue touched her stiff, throbbing love button, she jerked her hips down, grinding her soaked labia against his lips.
Jeannie, who had also undressed, was not sitting idly by. Ray's cock was left waving in the air when Louise attacked his mouth with her quish, and Jeannie didn't want him to lose his hard-on. The best way she knew to prevent that was to keep it stimulated.
She took his prong in her hand and slowly stroked it up and down, jacking him, then pulling the foreskin all the way back to expose the swollen crimson head, licking it, taking the tip into her mouth, and gently sucking it. Every time she felt him nearing his sexual peak, she stopped and squeezed hard, so that he would lose the urge to cum. Then she would begin the routine once more.
She worked her clit with one finger as she stroked him, stopping herself every now and then to keep from cumming.
Louise was having one orgasm after another.
Finally she rolled off Ray, totally exhausted. She lay on her side, curled into a fetal position. She saw that Jeannie was still working on Ray's cock, keeping it primed. He didn't know who was doing what, and at that moment, he didn't really care.
"Fuck him, Jeannie," Louise whispered. "Fuck him good. Just leave enough for later."
Louise struggled over to Ray and kissed his face, neck, and mouth, her tongue lapping up the juice she had spread all over him.
Jeannie needed no further urging. Quickly straddling Ray's hips, she fit the head of his cock into her cunt and sat down, pushing the taut rod in. She leaned forward and began fucking, her bottom moving up and down, burying Ray's cock as she scrubbed her clit in his pubic hair, then moving back until the head was just inside her inner cunt lips. After only a few strokes, her orgasm hit her. Her breath came in short, panting gasps.
"Fuck me and make me cum!" she screamed.
Jeannie lost her balance and fell to the side before Ray unleashed his jism. Louise slid down his body, grabbed his cock, and sucked it into her mouth. She shoved her head down until the glans was touching the back of her throat.
Ray sat up to see what was happening when he felt the cool air hit his rampant rod. He saw Louise swallowing his meat. When the head of his cock hit the back of her throat, he came.
Louise had trouble swallowing all of his cum. Her cheeks ballooned, and her throat worked as rapidly as it could, but some of his love juice seeped out around the shaft and ran down into his pubic hair. Jeannie joined in, licking his shaft and running her tongue over Louise's lips. Ray's cock finally deflated, and he stared as Jeannie and Louise sucked and tongued each other's mouths.
What a welcome home! he thought as he lay back on the carpet and fell asleep.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Ray knew he had to be dreaming. He was being sucked off by a beautiful woman. He couldn't make out her features, but he knew she was beautiful. No one could suck cock that well and not be. All he had to do was lean back, relax, and enjoy what was being done to him. Now he was being kissed, a deep, loving kiss.
No, that couldn't be right! How could her tongue be working on his mouth and his cock at the same time? Unless there were two of them.
He struggled to open his eyes and focus them.
The first thing he saw was Louise's face close to his. Her tongue was running over his lips. But he still felt that wonderful mouth on his cock. There were two of them! Louise and someone else. What was it Jeannie had said? Don't be surprised if Louise is not as hung up as she used to be.
Jeannie! She had come home with him. So it was Jeannie who had given herself a good ride on his stiff cock! At Louise's command! But Jeannie hadn't brought him off. That had been Louise, who had taken his cock fresh out of Jeannie's cunt and sucked him off.
Louise saw that he was awake. "Hi, lover," she said. "Welcome home. I missed you. Hope you liked my little surprise."
"Have I gone crazy?" he asked. "Is someone sucking my cock while you kiss me?"
"Not just someone, darling. A very special person. You should be thankful to her, not just because she's sucking your cock right now, but also because she got me to see that I wasn't being the kind of woman you need. If you liked what you got when you came in the door, you have Jeannie to thank." She glanced down at Jeannie, then back at Ray. "Like what she's doing?"
"God, yes! I've wanted you to do it for a long time, but I didn't know how to say it."
"I know. We were both in the dark, but things have changed. Know why Jeannie is sucking your cock right now?"
"I suppose so I can cum again," Ray said.
"No. She's getting you hard so you can put it up my ass and fuck me there. Don't you want to do that?"
"You're damned right I do!"
Louise moved away from him, took a pillow, and put it beneath her hips, pushing her ass up in the air.
"Jeannie," she said, "you did such a good job on Ray. Be a dear and get me ready."
Jeannie let go of Ray's cock and moved to Louise. Taking a nearby tube of K-Y jelly, she spread some on the outside of Louise's asshole, then put a large glob on the end of her finger and pushed it into Louise's chocolate speedway. She worked her finger back and forth to ensure the jelly was spread where it would do the most good.
Ray watched the proceedings, slowly stroking his hard rod. When he saw how easily Jeannie's finger went into his wife's rectum, he remembered he had done the same thing to Louise earlier.
When Jeannie finished with Louise, she said to Ray, "Come on over, big boy, and get some of this on your cock so you won't tear up this fine ass."
Ray knelt behind Louise. Jeannie squeezed some of the lubricant onto his dick, rubbed it all over with both hands, then kissed him on the lips.
"Here's your wish come true, lover. Give it to her," she said, pulling on his prick to get him positioned.
Jeannie stood, straddled Louise's waist, and spread the blonde's buttocks open. She grasped Ray' s sword and guided it toward Louise' s rectal scabbard.
"There's your goal, honey. Just push slowly until we get it in. That's it, easy now. Once the head is in, just push it real easy-like. Feed it to her a tiny bit at a time so she can take it all."
Jeannie held his cock and inched it in. The swollen head passed Louise's sphincter. As he went further in, her breath escaped in a long hiss.
Jeannie kept her hand around Ray's dong, slowly feeding it into Louise's rear until her hand was flat against Louise's buttocks. She put her hand behind Ray's head and thrust her crotch forward, pushing her bush into his face.
Jeannie spread her legs wider, opening her cunt to Ray. Holding his head, she pressed her cunt lips to his mouth.
"There you are, baby," she said. "Now you fuck one in the ass and lick the other."
Ray did precisely as she urged, running his tongue into her box and up to her clit and pumping his poker in and out of his wife's tight asshole. Jeannie held his head in place and he secured Louise with a firm grip on her thighs. His ears were filled with the slurping sounds of his tongue in Jeannie's pussy and the squishing of his cock in Louise's anal passage.
Voices urged him on. The words were so entangled that he couldn't tell who was saying what.
Ray's tongue and prick worked feverishly. The women jerked and twitched as their orgasms rolled over them. Ray exercised maximum control, trying not to cum, so he could enjoy their happiness to the fullest.
Jeannie let his head loose, dropped to the floor, and pushed Louise onto her hands and knees. She slipped under the blonde, head to foot. Ray slowed his fucking motions while he eyed her.
Jeannie settled herself with her head between Louise's legs. Her tongue snaked out, licking from Louise's clit to the base of Ray's cock. Back and forth she went, as Ray pumped in and out of Louise's rear entrance. Every time his balls swung forward, Jeannie's tongue curled around them, then moved up to caress the bottom of his phallus as it pulled out.
Ray's control broke as he was pulling back for another lunge. Jeannie's tongue left a trail of saliva on the underside of his stalk.
Loud moans came from deep within his chest as he lunged into his wife's asshole, burying his tool to the hilt. As he pumped his jism into her, Jeannie mouthed his nuts and lapped at the insides of his thighs. He finally fell over onto his side, totally exhausted, basking in the warm sexual glow that spread over him.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
They fucked, rested, talked, snacked, sucked, and fucked again, all through the night. Ray surprised himself and the women with his stamina.
Louise and Jeannie told Ray all about the club, describing in minute detail all the events that took place there. Ray's prick got hard again, with each description, aided by two pair of tender caressing hands and two sets of soft, sucking lips.
He learned how Louise had been fucked by two men at the same time, how she had discovered sucking pussy, how the new neighbors had put on a show for Louise, and how he would be pleasured by Ginger as soon as Jeannie could set up another party.
"And Ginger isn't the only woman I know," Jeannie said with a mischievous grin. "Scott and I have made lots of very good friends over the years. Many of them are single women who love to fuck. How would you like a party with scads of hot, nubile women ready to fuck your ears off and suck your cock until you think it's going to drop off?"
"He'd love it!" Louise chimed in before Ray could answer. "But he gets that kind of party only if he agrees to one where there are scads of lusty young studs to take care of us!"
"Agreed!" Ray enthused. "I'm no fool. God, if I had known what I was missing, I would have changed my mind a long time ago."
Ray finally went to sleep as the sun rose on a new day. The women sucked each other to one final, shattering climax before Jeannie left for home.
"I've got to take care of my man, too," she said. "You stay out of trouble and I'll call you in a day or so. Louise, be sure to leave something for the party. It will be a doozer, I can promise you. Ray will think he's died and gone to heaven."
"I'll buy tons of oysters for him," Louise teased. "He's going to need them, because we've got a lot of lost time to make up for."
Louise snuggled up against her husband and went to sleep with a smile on her lovely lips. Her mind was filled with visions of all the wonderful days to come.
