The passions and desires that most people only dream about fulfilling are usually kept hidden beneath a veneer of respectability and outwardly normal appearances. Mostly under unique circumstances-on a psychiatrist's couch, in a place far from family and acquaintances, on an occasion where alcohol and the relaxed inhibitions of others lend an air of recklessness and experimentation- are those desires ever expressed or experienced.
This is a story about married adults who; while still in love with their respective mates, find themselves getting bored. Then an unusual set of circumstances revolutionizes their lifestyles, and forever changes the workings of their marriages.
And while they struggle to come to terms with their new way of life, they also struggle to keep up a facade of respectability-attending the proper social functions, keeping their homes in good order, working at their jobs-while behind the scenes they embark upon a path condemned by many but which, for them, is a new lease on life.
NEIGHBORS IN HEAT-the story of one possible road to marital happiness. A path taken by many others today. A comment on the changing mores of our restless society.
-The Publisher
Chapter One
Tina West felt so horny, she wriggled and sighed all the time she was washing the dinner dishes. She knew it was disgraceful-she was a respectable housewife, married for twenty years-but she just couldn't help it. She wanted to get fucked in the worst way.
Well, it wouldn't be long now. As soon as she finished the dishes she'd go into the living room where her husband Ralph was watching television, climb on his lap, and whisper a few naughty suggestions in his ear. That ought to get her what she wanted and needed-fast. Tina grinned wickedly to herself as she washed the last of the dishes.
"Ummmmm," Tina sighed, getting excited just thinking about it.
She could almost feel the radiating heat of Ralph's big hairy body as he climbed on top of her. She could feel vividly in her imagination the way his cock would go hard against her belly, growing long and stiff and throbbing. She could feel the intense excitement in her hot and ready cunt as he penetrated her.
"Oh, my God," Tina moaned.
To hell with the dishes. She wanted to fuck, and she wanted it now! Moaning, dizzy with lust, Tina dried her hands on her apron and stumbled out of the kitchen. She couldn't understand why she should be so intensely horny, but it seemed to be happening more and more often lately. She just had to do something about it.
Ralph West lounged in his favorite chair, watching TV, a beer in his fist. He was wearing jeans and t-shirt and slippers, the perfect picture of the working man relaxing after a long hard day. Ralph was a longshoreman, and he really did work very hard. He deserved this rest. But Tina had a feeling he'd really go for the little exercise she had in mind...
"Hi, honey," she purred, slipping onto the arm of his chair.
"Uh-huh," Ralph muttered.
He was deeply engrossed in a boxing match, and Tina knew better than to block his view of the screen. Do that during any sports event, and it could be worth your life. She sat on the arm of his chair and rested her sleek hip against his shoulder. She'd wait till the fight was over before trying to get his attention. There were some things Ralph liked even better than fucking and boxing was one of them.
"They call that fighting?" Ralph grumbled "Looks like waltzing to me. It ain't like the good old days when they really boxed-" He rumbled on, but Tina knew he wasn't talking to her or to anybody in particular. It was part of the ritual for him to complain. She looked down at the guy she'd been married to for twenty years. He was still strong as a hone, big and powerful with biceps like grapefruits. His solid burly body had really turned her on when she was a young girl-and it still did.
Tina had just graduated from high school when she met Ralph. Everyone said she might have had a career as a singer or a dancer, or at least she would have made a very attractive secretary or a hostess of some sort. She was a petite blonde, very pretty, and had been cheerleader, prom queen, the whole bit. All her friends expected her to go a long way with some kind of career. Instead she mated that big ape of a hard hat, Ralph West.
Tina's mother cried, and her father wouldn't speak to her for almost a year. Everybody said she'd thrown herself away on Ralph, that he'd never amount to anything. Well, now they had their own house in the suburbs, two cars, and every labor-saving device imaginable. But Tina hadn't married Ralph for his money. She'd married him because he drove her wild. Even at the age of nineteen she'd had the hots for him.
It was a new experience for Tina. She'd never gotten lusty for a boy before. She was always in control of things-and so she was still a virgin when she met Ralph. But only for two weeks. That was exactly how long it took Ralph to meet her, date her, and fuck her. And Tina hadn't resisted one bit. On the contrary, the moment she saw Ralph, she knew she was going to lose her cherry to him-and love it.
It had happened one Saturday night after the drive-in movies. Ralph found an isolated spot to park, and in moments they were making love like crazy. It was a night of "firsts" for Tina. It was the first time a guy had taken off her bra and seen her naked breasts. It was the first time a man had removed her panties or seen her pussy. It was the first time she'd seen or touched a cock. But most of all, it was the first time she'd been fucked.
Tina remembered the whole evening so vividly, she could practically come just thinking about it She recalled that Ralph had her totally naked in less than ten minutes, and she hardly knew how it happened. Then he took off all his clothes, too, and helped her into the back seat of the car. Tina knew she was about to lose her virginity, and she was a little scared-but not much.
For such a big guy, a guy who could easily crush her with one blow, he was very gentle. He never tried to force her. He found that funny little lump of flesh between her legs, what she later found out was her clit, and he knew what to do with it. He rubbed her little joy button gently but steadily, and before she knew it, she was squealing and creaming all over his fingers. He had her urgently horny in no time at all.
So there she was in the back seat of his car, this powerful hairy guy crouched over her, diddling her, and the question was, would she go all the way with him? All the way with a guy she'd known only two weeks, a common laborer, a guy who wore denim to work? Would she give up her virginity to this character, not save it for some rich boss? Was she actually going to let this gorilla fuck her?
Damn right.
And she could hardly wait. She'd been dying to find out about sex, but Ralph was the first guy she'd ever felt lusty for, the first she ever really wanted to do it with. She waited, panting, while he took her little hot hand and laid it gently on his erect cock, letting her feel what it was like. She remembered that her hand trembled with excitement.
She felt a hard hot silky pole of flesh, pleasant to touch, very exciting to feel. It sprang from a thick furry bush at the base of his belly, and it ended in a big hard knobby head. When she timidly caressed the head, it drooled big sticky bubbles of hot cream onto her fingers. This big hard thing was going to go into her "Baby," Ralph had said in a hoarse urgent voice, "baby, I want you so bad..."
Tina hadn't said anything. She'd just opened her legs. Ralph saw the little blonde opening her thighs wide for him, offering him her cherry, and he didn't waste any time. Moaning, already sweating with excitement, he sank between her slim legs and pressed the hard swollen head of his dick against the tiny moist mouth of her virgin box.
"Easy," he crooned, "easy . . . It's gonna hurt a little. Always does the first time. But it'll get better, honey, I promise She trusted him completely. It did hurt a lot when his thick hard meat began to wedge into her tight virgin hole, stuffing her so full she could hardly breathe. It hurt like hell when he gave a brutal shove and broke through her hymen. She clenched her teeth not to scream when his hugely thick long cock plunged all the way to her womb, occupying her completely...
"Now it's gonna get better," he whispered.
Again she trusted him. She clung to him, kept her legs open, and let him ball her slowly, deeply, steadily until at last she began to understand what everybody was so excited about. She finally understood why fucking was so highly rated. By God, it felt good. In fact it felt terrific. In fact she'd never done anything so much fun in her whole life.
After that first time, when Ralph took her virginity and gave her first orgasm, Tina was insatiable. She simply could not fuck often enough or long enough. That was great with Ralph, who was only twenty-five then and felt pretty insatiable himself. They got married very soon so they could do it in a bed of their own, with no hassles.
Now, twenty years later, things had changed.
Ralph still had the powerful hairy body that turned her on so much, but the beer had made him a little thick around the middle. His hair was receding, leaving him bald in front. He used to be a conservative Democrat, and now he was right-wing Republican. A lot of things had changed by the time Ralph reached forty-but Tina still loved him as much as ever.
The only thing that really bothered her, the only change she didn't like, was that Ralph didn't seem so interested in fucking any more. It had been great right up to a couple of years ago, and then he just seemed to lose his energy and his interest. It finally occurred to her that he might just be bored and that it was up to her to do something about it. After all, twenty years with the same woman is a long time.
So she sat on the edge of his chair and thought about how to turn him on. It sure wasn't like the old days. Ten years ago, for instance, if she'd perched on the edge of his chair and blown in his ear, he'd have pulled her onto his lap, stripped her, and fucked her in no time at all. Not now. Now he just sat there guzzling beer and watching the tube.
Tina leaned down and blew in his ear. No response. She stuck her little slick pink tongue in his ear and wiggled it around teasingly. He blinked and grunted but didn't take his eyes off the boxing match. Tina sighed. She really should know better than to try to get his attention while there was a title bout on TV. But as soon as that damned fight was over.
While she waited for the fight to end, Tina hitched up her skirt-not that it needed to be much shorter. It was already so short that her panties showed whenever she leaned over. But Ralph was a leg man, so she gave him maximum viewing conditions, showing off her shapely legs in their tan pantyhose. She unbuttoned the top three buttons of her blouse to show her plump cleavage. Ralph was a tit man, too.
During the next commercial she leaned down to kiss him, intending to thrust her tongue deep into his mouth in a way that would really blow his mind. She intended to give him her message in no uncertain terms. But she didn't even get to kiss him. Instead, just as she started to lean down, Ralph's big fist came up, holding an empty beer can.
"Gimme another beer, okay, honey?" he said, his eyes still glued to the set.
"Of course, darling," Tina said.
She used her sexiest hip-swinging walk on the way to the kitchen, but Ralph paid no attention at all. The fight came back on, and he was totally absorbed in it. When Tina put the fresh beer in his hand, he only grunted his thanks and didn't even look at her. With a deep sigh she sat down again on the arm of his chair and pressed her hip against his shoulder.
"Ralph," she said softly, "I'm so horny I could scream."
"Umm-hmm," he said absently.
He obviously hadn't heard a word she said. She might as well give up until that goddamn fight was over. Meanwhile she could think of ways to turn him on. She didn't like the way things were going lately, especially since he turned forty. He almost never wanted to ball. She was lucky if she got laid once a month. Well, dammit, she intended to put a stop to that. She was going to liven up their sex life. Ralph wouldn't be "too tired" tonight She remembered what she'd done for his thirty-fifth birthday, and she grinned wickedly. Coming home from work, Ralph had been met at the door by a blonde wench in a scandalously sheer black lace nightie. She'd leered at him, he'd dropped his lunch bucket, and in less than a minute they were in the bedroom fucking like crazy. Tina still had that naughty nightgown around somewhere...
She slipped away to the bedroom, searched the back of the closet, and found it. Quickly she stripped, thankful that she'd been careful to keep her figure trim and lithe. She took off everything, so she'd be naked under the nightgown, just like before. She pulled the nightie on and glanced at herself in the mirror.
"Oh, my God," she gasped.
It really was scandalous. She'd forgotten how outrageously revealing the gown was. Of course, it was just meant to be worn as a joke, but it still made her blush. The black lace material had a very wide mesh, and her rosy pink nipples stuck out between the holes, vivid and naked and brazen. The gown clung to her body, outlining every curve, and little tufts of blonde pussy fur stuck out, too.
No wonder that gown had given Ralph an instant hard-on. Tina grinned at her wanton reflection. She prayed it would have the same results tonight. She needed him so badly. Her poor neglected pussy was swollen and aching and wet with pent-up lust.. . Yes, that crazy gown had better do the job ...
Tina went back into the living room, where Ralph was still glued to the tube. The fight was obviously going to go the distance, but at least it was the eleventh round. She'd just have to be patient a little while longer. She slipped onto the chair arm and leaned against her husband, but he didn't look up. He wasn't even aware that she'd changed her clothes.
Tina could not get her mind off her pussy. It had been so long since she'd been balled, she felt she could come instantly if Ralph would just stick it in her. She was powerfully tempted to play with herself, something she'd never done in her whole life. She caught herself rubbing her famished slit back and forth on the arm of the chair.
Stop that, she thought. Only sickies do that.
But of course she knew that wasn't true. It was just a horror story that grownups told to get kids to stop playing with themselves. It was okay to do it, everybody said so nowadays. And she'd really like to know what it was like. Stealthily she placed her hand over the soft curly mound of her moons and pressed down.
It felt exciting to touch herself there. She started to rub, slowly and hesitantly at first, then faster and with more eagerness. Rubbing her little bush indirectly stimulated her clit, and it was getting her very very excited. Then she told herself to stop it. She was horny enough already. What if Ralph didn't want to fuck? Then she'd really be up shit creek.
So she sat and squirmed and lusted and felt her poor hungry cunt leaking hot horny juice right into her scandalous black lace nightie. And all the while her husband watched the goddamn TV, oblivious of her and her desperate need to get laid. Tina thought it was a miracle that he couldn't FEEL the hot urgent waves of lust that must be radiating from her body. Please, please, she thought, be horny tonight, Ralph...
At last the fight ended. Ralph stood, stretched, yawned, belched, and turned off the tube. He started for the bedroom, only casually glancing at his wife. If he noticed the sexy nightie, it didn't register or he wasn't impressed. He yawned again as Tina trotted after him, turning out the lights. In the bedroom he sat down heavily on the edge of the bed and took off his slippers.
"Some swell fight, huh?" he said.
"Oh, yes, yes," Tina said absently. "Do you like this nightie, honey?"
Ralph blinked in her direction. "Yeah, real nice," he said casually.
Tina could hardly believe it. This was the nightgown that had driven him wild just five years ago, and now he was yawning at it. She marched over and stood just two feet or so in front of him, but he only blinked at her again and pulled off his t-shirt. He was clearly not the least bit aroused by the sexy garment.
"Ralph," Tina said hoarsely, "look at me."
"Huh?" he said.
But he looked at her, and as he did so, she slowly pulled the clinging nightie off over her head. He'd always liked it when she deliberately undressed in front of him, tried to provoke him.
Now she'd give him a really good show. She took her time about it, giving him a very gradual unveiling of her golden muff and flat sleek belly and round ripe tits with their pointed pink nipples.
At last she pulled the nightie off over her head, tousling her long blonde hair, and tossed the garment aside. She stood naked before her husband, her pretty little triangle of blonde pussy fur practically in his face. Her full round breasts jiggled enticingly.
"See anything you like?" she purred.
Ralph smiled in a friendly way. "You stay in real good shape, honey," he said. "I'm proud of you."
Then he looked away and took off his pants. He was naked then except for his jockey shorts, but she could see that he didn't have a hard-on. The crotch of his shorts told her that. My God, what did it take to turn this guy on? Desperate, she dropped to her knees in front of him and seized the waistband of his shorts.
"Let me do that for you, sweetheart," she cooed.
Ralph looked puzzled but said nothing. While he sat on the edge of the bed, Tina slowly and teasingly inched down his shorts. She saw the first wiry black hairs of his pubic bush, then the pale limp worm of his cock. No hard-on at all. No excitement at all. What was the matter with this guy?
"Raise your ass, darling," she said.
Ralph obeyed, and she slipped his shorts off. He sat there looking bewildered, his poor limp dick lying flabby and sleepy between his legs. Tina sighed as she dived for it. There was only one other trick she knew to get hard. There was only one other thing she could think of to turn him on.
"Tina, honey, what-?" Ralph started to say, then shut up.
He didn't have to ask what she was doing. It was obvious. She had slipped her little warm hand under his limp meat, and she was licking his flaccid cock, running her mischievous wet tongue swiftly up and down the silky wrinkled stub. She licked his cock till it was wet and gleaming with her saliva, and then she suddenly stuffed it into her mouth. Hot slick flesh closed around his prick. She sucked him fast, greedily, and loudly, making a lewd slurping noise.
"Honey, not tonight," said Ralph.
Tina was so astonished, her mouth fell open, and Ralph's cock slipped out, still limp and useless. You could have knocked her over with a feather. That was the one trick she'd reserved, the one thing she felt sure would get him hot. She rarely blew him, and he loved it. At least he used to. Now he wasn't interested at all. He was crawling under the covers, yawning.
"Ralph," she said, "what's wrong with you? We better talk about this, because I can't take it any more. If you've got another woman-" "Oh, no, no, honey, it's not that." Ralph spoke with real interest for the first time that evening. "I love you, Tina, nobody else. It's just that I'm getting old, babe. I'm forty, after all. I can't perform like I used to. You gotta resign yourself to it, Tina-I just can't make love as much as I used to."
Tina knew that wasn't true. She'd read enough to know that even men in their eighties could fuck, and fuck often. Something else was bothering Ralph-but if he refused to tell her about it, then to hell with him. She wasn't going to beg him any more. She wasn't going to make an ass of herself trying to get laid. She'd find some other way to satisfy her needs...
Tina got into bed and turned out the light. In moments Ralph was snoring, a sign that he was deeply asleep. World War Three could have happened, and Ralph wouldn't have heard it. That was fine-it gave Tina a chance to carry out her new, grim resolution. If her husband wouldn't take care of her in bed, then, by God, she'd take care of herself. Masturbation wasn't a no-no anymore. Any educated person knew that Tina kept well to her side of the bed. She slipped her hand between her legs, feeling the warm soft fur of her mons. She wiggled a finger between the thick-haired lips and for the first time in her life touched her own clit. She pressed it with the tip of her finger-and sudden exciting pleasure seemed to melt her belly. So that was how it felt to play with yourself. It was definitely fun ...
She pressed her fingertip more firmly against the slick little nub of flesh and rubbed faster and faster. Dizzying pleasure coursed through her body. Tina could see how she could easily bring herself off as many times as she wanted just by fooling with that funny little button of hers. She'd been crazy not to try it before. After all, she'd been hearing all her life how much fun it was.
"Ummmm," she murmured, "ummmmm..." Her aroused cunt started leaking juice at a frantic rate, soaking her hand. She rubbed faster and faster on her red-hot squirting clit, till she was almost screaming with pleasure. She could feel her whole pussy responding to the stimulus, swelling up taut and slick, getting soaking wet and fiery hot. Just like she'd get for Ralph, if the dummy would only get it up for her.
No, forget Ralph-he obviously didn't want to play. Whatever the problem was-middle age, another woman, lack of Geritol-he wasn't going to help her out. So to hell with him. She'd take care of herself. Fingers dripping with her Own hot horny juice, Tina massaged her tingling little joy button until she felt the first delicious jolts of orgasm. The powerful climax rippled through her like an earthquake of pleasure, and she had all she could do not to scream with delight and wake her husband.
"Ahhhhh," she whimpered, "AHHHHHH..."
Unfortunately that delicious come only whetted her appetite. She had plenty of need stored up, too. It'd been months since she and Ralph had really had a proper fuck. She had lots of frustration to take care of. She'd hardly finished coming before she touched her throbbing clit and started to rub it again.
But something was missing. There was some other kind of stimulus she wanted, and it took her a moment to figure it out. Rubbing her clit felt fantastic, yes, but she needed something more- penetration. The feeling of a big hard cock inside her. And if Ralph wouldn't give it to her, she'd just have to invent something.
First she managed to bring herself off just by using her fingers. She thrust a stiff finger deep into the burning wet tunnel of her cunt-and then a second finger and finally a third, till she had achieved the same thickness as Ralph's cock. She thrust the three fingers stiffly and briskly in and out of her flooded box, and in moments she was having a blinding dizzying climax.
"AHHHHHH," she wailed, helpless to stifle her cry.
But it still wasn't enough. She wanted more, and she wanted something more like a real cock. Driven to desperation by her need, Tina got out of bed and went to the kitchen and took a long thick sausage from the refrigerator. She got back into bed and used it on herself like a cock. Embarrassed and ashamed but still frantically horny, she thrust the fat sausage deep into her burning wet twat and frigged herself with it fill she came.
It was great-and yet it wasn't what she wanted. Something was still missing. She'd brought herself off three times and achieved super orgasms, but she still didn't feel satisfied. She couldn't figure out what the hell was wrong, what was missing, until she finally curled up close to Ralph to go to sleep. She felt his big hard hairy body, and then she knew what had been missing from all her guilty fun-a man.
"Dammit all," Tina sighed.
Masturbation was a whole lot of fun, she had to admit, but in the long run it wasn't going to give her what she wanted. And neither was Ralph. Well, dammit, she had a right to sex-so the only solution was to have an affair. Much as she loved Ralph, she wasn't going to quit fucking just for him. Grimly she decided to take a lover.
But who? That was the only question ...
Chapter Two
When Tina woke up the next morning she felt more determined than er to have an affair. She'd rather have solved her problem with her husband, but as long as Ralph wasn't interested in sex, she'd just have to look somewhere else for help. She definitely wasn't going to give up fucking, that was for sure.
But the question remained, who could she have an affair with? She'd been a housewife for twenty years now, and she hardly knew anybody. She might have to get a job, maybe become a cocktail waitress or something like that, in order to meet men. It might be weeks, even months, before she met a suitable guy.
Sighing, she dressed, got Ralph off to work, and went outdoors to work on the yard. It was a lovely summer day, clear and hot, and ordinarily Tina would have been quite content weeding the flower beds and thinking about what to cook for dinner. Not today, though-she was already powerfully horny again, and there was simply nothing she could do about it.
Damn Ralph, anyhow. Why didn't he do his job in bed? She didn't believe that bullshit about being too old. He was probably just bored with their sex life and with her. She could hardly blame him. Twenty years is a long time to be balling the same person in the same way. But at least he could talk about it and try to liven things up. He didn't have to dismiss the whole problem, as if there was nothing to be done.
Tina felt the hot summer sun baking into her body. Even that was making her horny. Her poor starved pussy was all swollen up and wet with need. She wanted a man so badly, she could have screamed. No point in fantasizing about the fun she'd have when Ralph got home. Ralph wouldn't help her out. What was she going to do? She couldn't take much more of this sexual starvation.
"Hey, Tina, you're up early, aren't you?"
Tina jumped at the sound of the pleasant masculine voice. She hadn't heard anybody approaching. She looked up and saw her long-time neighbor and friend, Craig Devon. Not for the first time it occurred to her that Craig was a damned attractive guy. For a moment a wicked idea flashed through her head, but then she dismissed it. Craig was married, and his wife, Dotty, was Tina's friend also. It just wouldn't be right to get it on with Craig.
"I felt like getting outdoors," she said. "I feel restless today for some reason."
"Yeah, I know what you mean," Craig said. "I get that way a lot."
Craig was a salesman and didn't have to be to work till ten. He usually sat outdoors sipping his coffee in the mornings, but to Tina he'd been just a part of the landscape-till this morning. She couldn't help noticing how handsome he was. Craig was forty, just the same age as her husband Ralph, but he was taller, trimmer, and in better shape. He played tennis a lot, so he had a deep tan and his blond hair was sun-bleached almost white.
Yes, Craig Devon looked good to her. Very very good...
Tina felt the crotch of her shorts growing moist and hot as her hungry immoral pussy started to leak horny juice. Her pussy didn't have any conscience, didn't care that this man was married to a friend of hers, didn't care that he was married at all. Her pussy didn't think about Ralph or fidelity or anything but getting laid. Her pussy was totally concerned with a good stiff cock, no matter who it might belong to.
Craig Devon stood next to her, sipping from his coffee cup, and suddenly Tina found herself wondering how she could seduce him. She was certainly dressed for the part, in skin-tight shorts and a skimpy halter that barely covered her round ripe tits. She knew she was looking very good this morning-she could see appreciation in Craig's eyes. But she still had to think of his wife ...
"Dotty still in bed?" she asked casually.
"Yeah, she didn't sleep well last night," said Craig. "Sometimes she can't get to sleep till nearly dawn, and then I just get my own breakfast and let her sleep."
So Dotty wouldn't be looking out the window to see them . . . Tina felt deep pangs of guilt about wanting her neighbor's husband, but she told herself that just balling him wouldn't hurt anything. It wasn't like she was trying to take him away or break up his marriage. She just wanted a plain old-fashioned fuck.
Ali right, then, dammit, she'd made up her mind. She was going to get it on with Craig Devon-if she could manage it. Hell, he might not be interested, either.. And how was she going to bring up the idea? She couldn't just tell him she was desperately horny and would he please do something about it. But the first thing they needed was privacy, a place where no neighbors could see them...
"Craig," she said, "if you've got a minute, there's something I need help with."
"Oh, sure, Tina," he said, parking his coffee cup on her porch. "What's the problem?"
"It's this leaky hose," she said, leading the way into her back yard. Here a circle of trees would shield them from all prying eyes. "Ralph keeps meaning to fix it, but you know how hard he works."
"Sure," said Craig. "Let me have a look at it." They both knelt over the offending hose, and Tina showed him where it leaked. Craig dispensed some advice about patching and splicing, but Tina didn't hear much of it. She was conscious mainly of how close she was to him, how exciting he smelled, how she could feel the heat radiating from his body.
She inched just a little closer to him, till her ample breast was "accidentally" rubbing his arm. Just touching him like that, pressing her sensitive tit against his firm hot flesh, was enough to make her wildly lusty. Again her starved cunt leaked a big rush of steamy juice that soaked right through the crotch of her shorts.
"It's awfully good of you to help me like this, Craig," she said in a low husky voice.
"It's nothing, Tina," he said, turning to smile at her- "I'm glad to help."
His face was so close to hers, she wanted just to fall forward and kiss him. She wanted him desperately. Oh, Christ, if he could just get her message without her having to say anything! She found it so embarrassing and humiliating to have to ask for sex. She didn't know if she could go through with it, much as she wanted him.
Then she got an idea. There might just be a way to grab his interest without even saying a word. She could arrange a handy little "accident". Pretending to focus on the hose while Craig continued his explanation, she reached around and fumbled with the tie of her halter. She loosened it just enough so that the slightest movement would make it come undone.
"So that's really all there is to it," Craig was saying. "If Ralph doesn't have time to take care of it, let me know, and I'll come over and fix it for you.
There was something else Ralph didn't have time to take care of, something else Craig could fix for her-if he only knew. She was too modest to tell him, but she prayed her little trick would work. They rose from where they'd been kneeling in the grass, and just as Tina had planned, her halter suddenly fell off.
"Oh, my goodness," she squeaked.
She pretended to be too rattled even to cover herself. She just stood, there looking dumbfounded-and letting Craig stare. He sure did stare, too. Tina knew she had nice tits, well worth staring at. Craig's eyes widened hungrily as he eyed her large round pale boobs with their saucy pointed pink nipples.
She could see the halter lying on the grass right at her feet. It would have been easy enough for her or Craig to pick it up, easy for her to put her hands over her naked breasts, easy for Craig to turn his back like a gentleman till she'd retrieved her halter. None of those things happened, though. She just stood there bare-boobed, and he just gawked at her tits.
A long long time seemed to pass, and Tina was sure she could feel his hungry hot eyes burning right into her tender naked tits. She was so excited, so achingly horny for him, that she was almost trembling- Oh, God, if only he'd make the first move, make a play for her. She just couldn't bring herself to be the aggressor. All she could do was offer herself silently, as she was doing now.
At last Craig gave a deep sigh, leaned down, and picked up her fallen halter. He walked over to her slowly, his eyes glued all the while to her perfectly round firm creamy-pale jugs. Tina couldn't move. She was so aroused and excited, she was almost breathless. Craig got behind her and slipped the halter around her chest as if to tie it, maneuvering it into place with his firm hot hands.
Instead he slipped his hands under her tits and gently squeezed.
"Oh, my God," Tina sighed, so low that he probably didn't hear her.
She couldn't help that little cry of excitement. In her whole life no man had ever touched her but Ralph. Ralph was the only guy she'd ever been naked with, ever fucked. It was thrilling beyond words to be touched by another man, especially one she had the hots for like Craig Devon.
Again the halter fluttered to the grass. He was making no pretense of putting it on her now. His hands were scalding hot and trembling a little as he cupped her big heavy round boobs and gently squeezed them. They were much more than a handful, and that seemed to excite him a lot. She could hear him breathing heavily behind her.
His hands enveloped more and more of her naked tits, squeezing and caressing more eagerly. Tina was almost faint with excitement and pleasure. It felt so nice to have him play with her tits. Ralph had stopped doing that years ago. He didn't have time for foreplay any more. When she was lucky enough to get balled, he just jumped on her and fucked her without any preliminaries. She hadn't realized till now how much she'd missed all that delicious foreplay.
Still she and Craig hadn't said a word. They were both probably too amazed at their own boldness, too embarrassed to say anything Tina knew only that somehow her neighbor was playing with her bare tits, and she was loving it. Excited sensations rippled through her body, and her eager cunt poured out a steamy stream of hot juice that completely soaked the crotch of her shorts.
"Tina," Craig sighed at last. "My God, you have gorgeous tits."
He leaned closer against her, and his hands moved up to cover the whole tender front of her breasts. She felt his thumbs begin to rub teasingly back and forth over her nipples, the most sensitive part of her tits. Sharp streaks of pleasure jolted through her body, and she felt a trickle of pussy cream running down her thighs. Her aroused nipples sprang into hard pointed erection.
"Craig," she gasped, "oh, my God..."
She lost control of herself, lost every thought of caution and morality. She leaned back heavily against him, and through her tight clinging shorts she could feel his cock against her ass. He had an enormous hot throbbing hard-on. It rubbed eagerly up and down against her round little butt, and she could feel the searing heat of his prick right through his pants.
Impulsively Tina reached back and put her hand on his crotch, feeling the long firm sausage, caressing his powerful hard-on. Craig flinched with sharp pleasure, then groaned helplessly. He rubbed his big hard dick against her hand, and his breathing quickened till he was panting loudly.
Now he was squeezing her big throbbing tits almost painfully hard, a quick pumping action that revealed his hot excitement. Tina was just as wildly excited. Without a thought for the dangers, she fumbled around in back of her till she found the zipper of his pants. She tugged it down. Her little hot hand wriggled eagerly inside his fly...
"Tina," he gasped, suddenly staggering backward, "Tina, this is crazy. We've got to stop."
OH, SHIT, thought Tina as she fell heavily onto her ass.
Fortunately the grass cushioned her fall and she wasn't hurt. She looked up angrily at Craig Devon, who was swaying dizzily over her, the crotch of his pants grotesquely tented. He looked horny enough, his eyes focused hotly on her gently jiggling tits, his stiff cock straining for release from the tight confinement of his pants. So what was his problem? Why had he backed off all of a sudden?
"Craig," she said, "what's wrong? Are you afraid I'll tell? Please, don't worry about that. I have as much at stake as you do.
"I know," he said. "I guess I just felt a little guilty about Dotty and Ralph. And frankly, Tina, I'm a bit of a coward. If Ralph somehow found out about this-well, he's a pretty big guy and plenty tough."
Christ, was Ralph going to keep on thwarting her sex life even when he wasn't there? Craig had a point, all right. If Ralph found out he'd been messing with Tina, he could and would crush Craig like a bug. That COULD be discouraging. But she was damned if she was going to be left high and dry now, when she'd come so close to making it with her handsome neighbor.
"Craig, calm down," she said-though she was far from calm herself. "I want to tell you something. Ralph will never know about this, because I love him and I don't want to wreck my marriage. But Ralph isn't taking care of me, Craig. He's not interested in sex any more. And I can't help being a normal healthy woman with normal needs. I have to have it, Craig. God help me, I have to. Come here. Come here and feel this."
Obediently Craig dropped to his knees beside her, and Tina grabbed his hand and boldly placed it right on her crotch. Through her thin shorts he could easily feel the searing heat of her neglected pussy. Her helpless horny juice moistened his hand. There could be no doubt that this pretty blonde woman was desperately in need of a good long fuck.
"Ralph must be crazy," Craig sighed. "How could he turn down somebody like you?"
Tina laughed bitterly. "I don't know why he's off sex," she said, "but I've done everything I can to get him interested again, and it's no go. I give up. I intend to find satisfaction elsewhere."
That was about as blatant as she could get. She'd practically offered her cunt to Craig Devon, and now it was up to him to make the next move. He was frowning, as if thinking hard about something-no doubt his wife, who was sleeping just a few yards away. Then he looked at Tina's beautiful pale naked tits, and he save a deep sigh. His hand moved caressingly back and forth over her crotch. "Tina, goddamit," he sighed, "I've wanted to get into your pants for years."
Tina grinned wickedly. "Well, here's your chance," she said.
She was appalled at her own wanton behavior, but she knew she was going to be out of control until her nagging lust was satisfied. Looking Craig right in the eye, still grinning, she unzipped her shorts and pulled them off. She began to inch down her panties, and she thought his eyes would pop.
"Oh, Christ, Tina," he said hoarsely, "I'm not going to be able to control myself."
"Then don't," she laughed.
"But Ralph and Dotty-" he said worriedly.
"Craig, we're not running off together, for heaven's sake," she said impatiently. "We're just going to have a little harmless fun. No one has to know. I know you love Dotty, and you know I love Ralph-but a few minutes of fun is no big deal, right?"
She heard herself chattering away, blatantly seducing her neighbor, and all the while she was inching down her panties, the last piece of clothing she had on. Craig's eyes were riveted to her belly, and when the first golden hairs of her muff popped into view, he licked his lips. She removed her panties with tantalizing slowness. At last she flung them aside on the grass and opened her legs wide.
"See," she said huskily. "See how I need you, Craig?"
Craig saw a glistening slit of ripe red flesh, very wet and very swollen, encircled by pretty golden curls. He saw the small shadowed mouth of her cunt actually gasping, opening and closing, in its eagerness. He saw the fat little red bud of her clit twitching in horny appeal- If any woman was ever ready to be fucked, it was Tina West.
This time she didn't waste time talking, trying to persuade him with words. After giving him a good look at her wet swollen snatch, she rolled over in his direction and took up where she'd left off earlier-tuning at the zipper of his pants. This time he didn't back away. He just stared at her, as if hypnotized, while she opened his fly and exposed his rigid swollen cock.
"See," she purred, "you want it, too."
She ran her fingertips delicately up and down the hard throbbing pole of his prick, and Craig moaned hungrily. She eased his prick out of the tight confinement of his pants and let it point stiffly at the sky. It was about the same length as Ralph's, seven inches or so, but not as thick. It was a very handsome cock, just too damned handsome to resist "Ummmn," she murmured, "here's what I want . . ."
Her pretty pink tongue flashed out and began to lap rapidly up and down the hard swollen pale length of his cock. Craig gasped and almost fainted with pleasure. Big bubbles of glistening juice oozed from his swollen purple cock-head and trickled down the milky-white stalk. Tina lapped up his cock juice and swallowed it with an appreciate gurgle.
"Woman," Craig moaned, "if you don't stop that, you're gonna get balled for sure."
"Oh, goodie," Tina giggled. She started licking his cock again.
She could hardly believe her wanton behavior. Ordinarily she'd have died of embarrassment before she behaved like this-stripping in front of her neighbor, practically begging him to fuck her, showing him her pussy. It was outrageous-but she was driven to it by her overwhelming need for sexual release. It had been so damned long since she'd been laid and, dammit, she was normal healthy woman Craig was moaning steadily as she licked his erect cock, moaning with both pleasure and guilt. Like Tina he'd been married for about twenty years and had never been unfaithful before-though God knows he'd wanted to be unfaithful plenty of times, especially with his sexy little blonde neighbor Tina West. Now by some miracle he actually had a chance to screw her, and he knew it was going to be awfully damned hard to turn her down.
Impossible, in fact.
Craig felt himself losing all will to resist. He bought Tina's argument that Dotty couldn't be hurt as long as she didn't know. He simply could not resist the opportunity to possess this gorgeous little blonde with the fantastic jugs and the red-hot juicy little pussy. He'd do his worrying and regretting later. Right now he intended to enjoy myself...
Tina was still hungrily licking his cock and lapping up his tasty bubbling prick cream when she felt his hand sliding between her legs. His hand was suddenly cupping her swollen wet pussylips, caressing, squeezing. She felt his finger wriggling between the plump furry lips of her mons, searching out her clit, massaging the sensitive little button. Sharp pleasure melted her belly.
"Oh, God, Craig, yes," she moaned, "yes, yes, play with me," she He felt his palm fill and overflow with her helpless cunt juice. She whined and rubbed her scalding-hot pussy back and forth on his hand. He'd never met a woman so ready. He rubbed her erect clit with his fingertip, and she squealed shrilly with pleasure. Working a finger up into her cunt, he found it greedily tight, fiery hot, and slick with juice.
Tina moaned ecstatically as Craig expertly frigged her. That was another thing Ralph never bothered to do any more. He didn't take the trouble to get So fuck him. She blotted out all thought of her husband and let her legs fall wide open to Craig's busy hand.
"Oooooo, that's nice," she moaned. "I love that, Craig With a fingertip he was steadily rubbing her ultrasensitive clit, and he had another finger thrust right up her cunt, working it swiftly in and out like a miniature cock. It all felt terrific, and she knew she could come easily if she just let herself go. But she wanted to wait till she had his gorgeous hard cock inside her. She had licked it gleaming by now, licked away all his bubbling juice...
"Make love to me, Craig," she moaned.
She'd promised herself she wouldn't beg for it, but there she was, doing just that. Her need was too great to be denied. Her handsome neighbor had turned her on so powerfully, she would have stood on her head to get fucked if that was how he wanted it. She'd do anything for him. At last Craig started to maneuver her into position, and she cooperated completely.
He wanted her on her hands and knees, like a dog. She didn't mind. She didn't much like to do it that way with Ralph, but for Craig she'd do anything. He eased her into a kneeling position on the grass, then seized her slim hips and tugged upward, signaling her to raise her part round ass high in the air. She did so, wantonly exposing her wet red gash.
He could see everything, she knew-everything from her lewdly creaming cunt mouth to her wrinkled little asshole. She didn't care, didn't give a damn about anything, as long as she got fucked. At this point nothing else mattered. She was so horny, so desperate, that she would have fucked him in the middle of Main Street before an audience. Her pussy gushed juice in happy anticipation.
"Hurry, hurry." she whined. "Oh, Craig, I need it so much Craig was kneeling behind her, hastily lowering his pants. He wedged the fat swollen head of his erect dick into the soaked little mouth of her cunt. He paused just a moment to assure himself that he wasn't dreaming-that he actually was about to ball Ralph West's shapely little blonde wife. Then he grinned and pushed his eager meat deep into the hottest wettest twat he'd ever fucked.
"Oooooooh," Tina wailed.
Her pretty face twisted in a grimace of sensual ecstasy, and she clawed the grass as she felt Craig's long thick rock-hard cock slowly filling her famished cunt. It felt so great, she almost fainted. She creamed helplessly around his invading prick, loving every second of the deep thick penetration.
"Oooooo, yes, YES," she moaned, "fuck me, Craig, fuck me.. . Deeper, darling, much deeper... I want that gorgeous big dick coming out my teeth, baby.. Yes, yesss!"
She hardly recognized her own voice, it was so hoarse and lewd. Panting and sweating behind her, Craig Devon started to ball her deep and hard and fast, just like she wanted. In seconds she was coming violently, and she kept coming again and again for the delicious fifteen minutes of their fuck. She was making up for years of sexual starvation, years of yearning. "Oh, God, that's GOOD," she sobbed. "I love it, I LOVE IT..."
It wasn't exactly bad for Craig, either. He humped blissfully away, enjoying her red-hot nipping little cunt and wondering why in hell he'd hesitated so long before screwing her. He'd been out of his mind trying to turn down a chance like this. He loved his wife, yes, but a little variety now and then was a helluva lot of fun.
At last he shot his load with a yelp of pleasure, and they collapsed onto the pass, panting. "Well," Craig laughed, "I guess we're adulterers now." "Yes," Tina giggled, "wasn't it fun?"
He turned serious then. He leaned over her, kissed her hungrily, and said, "Tomorrow morning, Tina. I want to see you again."
"Oh, you will, lover, she said, caressing his limp wet cock. "You sure as hell will She watched him leave. She'd just cheated on her beloved husband for the first time-and she felt great. She intended to cheat again and again, with any man who interested her. It was strange, but she didn't feel guilty, not in the least.
Chapter Three
Tina still didn't feel any guilt when Ralph got home from work. She brought him a beer and watched him slump into his favorite chair in front of the TV set. In a moment, he was totally absorbed in a bowling contest. To hell with him, Tina thought. He obviously didn't care about her or her needs. So let him have his TV, and she'd have Craig Devon. All night she had wicked tantalizing dreams of Craig, and when she woke the next morning, she was so horny she wanted to rush right over to his house and jump into his bed. Dotty wouldn't be too pleased about that, though, so Tina had to wait. She could barely conceal her excitement and impatience as she cooked Ralph's breakfast and got him off to work.
Five minutes after her husband left the house, Tina was out working in the yard. At least she was pretending to work. She was wearing a ridiculously tiny blue bikini which she suspected would drive Craig wild. As she raked the lawn, she thought only of Craig and how great it would feel when he stuffed that big hard cock into her again. Her pussy grew scalding hot and eager as she though of making love to him.
No, she wasn't ashamed or sorry that she'd taken a lover. Ralph was her husband, dammit, and he was supposed to take care of her sexual needs. If he wouldn't do it, she had every right to look elsewhere. She felt no qualms at all about seducing her handsome neighbor. She just wished Craig would hurry up and get his ass over there. She was getting more desperate to fuck with every passing moment.
She glanced over at the Devon house and saw no signs of life. The shades were still pulled in the bedroom. Christ, was he still asleep? He'd been so eager for her yesterday, making her promise to meet him again this morning. She was just as eager, her poor starved cunt leaking a steady stream of juice, her hungry pussy hot and swollen.
Dammit, Craig Devon, she thought, where are you...?
Dotty Devon was just waking up, slowly and lazily, when she felt her husband Craig stirring beside her in the king-size bed. She opened one eye and glanced at the clock-time for Craig to get ready for work. She ought to be a good wife for a change and fix his breakfast. She'd been sleeping in a lot lately.
Of course there wasn't much else to do when you had no sex life any more.
Dotty used to look forward to going to bed, because she and Craig would always make love. Now he just crawled under the coven and snored. Dotty had gotten into the habit of staying up late and watching television just to distract herself from her continual lust, but even when she came to bed late, she still tossed and turned. She needed to be fucked so badly-but she was getting no help from her husband.
She'd tried to talk to Craig about it, but he just muttered something about getting to be middle-aged, not up to it any more. Dotty somehow couldn't believe that. She noticed he paid plenty of attention to sexy girls on television or in magazines. She doubted that her handsome husband had really lost his interest in sex. For some reason he just didn't want to ball her any more.
When she first realized that, Dotty had raced to the full-length mirror in her bedroom, stripped, and examined herself to see what was so repulsive about her. She found nothing. For a woman of thirty-eight she was in excellent shape, a tall curvy brunette with large firm pointed tits, great legs, and a sexy walk. Hell no, there was nothing the matter with her appearance.
Craig must just be bored, then. She couldn't blame him, they'd been married so long, but she wished there was some way to revive his interest in her. Dotty didn't know how much longer she could stand being without a man. She was used to good and regular balling, and now, the past few years, she'd been cut off...
She glanced at the clock again and sighed. What was the point of getting up? He wouldn't notice her. She closed her eyes and started to sink back into sleep, when Craig, still not quite awake, rolled against her, his belly against her back.
He had an enormous cock-stand Dotty prickled with excitement. Christ, he was hard. She could feel it right through his pajamas, seven thick inches of steel-stiff meat, hot and throbbing. Her starved cunt immediately flooded over with eager juice, and her whole pussy grew hot and moist and ready. God, it was about time Craig got it up for her Grinning wickedly to herself, she reached back and touched the lewd projection of cock at the crotch of his pajamas. She shivered with excitement as she touched a hard silky cock for the first time in months. She tugged the big swollen dick out of his fly, curled her fingers around it, and blissfully pumped it, imagining how great it was going to feel to have that big thing inside her. She couldn't wait for Craig, who seemed to be still half-asleep and groggy. He could probably use just a little prompting, a little hint of what she so desperately needed. Dotty hiked up her nightgown in back, uncovering her pert bare ass, and eased his huge hard cock between her thighs. "Ummmmm," she murmured helplessly, anticipating the delicious moment when she had that whole stiff thick cock inside her.
She wedged the hard bulbous head of his cock into the wet and eager mouth of her cunt. She wedged it in firmly, perhaps an inch, and moaned with excitement. That ought to be hint enough. Craig would certainly get the idea now, and in a second he'd be pushing deep into her, stuffing her with that gorgeous hard-on...
"Christ, I'm gonna be late," Craig said suddenly.
Dotty felt his huge cock-head popping out of her cunt, felt the depression of the bed as he rolled away, then the cold air of the room as he raised the covers and crawled out. What the hell...? Astonished, she rolled over and saw him padding towards the bathroom. She stifled a moan of anguish. Oh, God, he couldn't just walk away like that. She HAD to have him "Craig," she said, "weren't we-uh, well, going to make love?"
He blinked at her, then looked down at his obscene cock-stand which was wagging from his open fly. He laughed.
"Oh, that s just a piss hard-on, honey," he said. "Sony, but it'll just go away in a second."
He walked into the bathroom and closed the door. Dotty beat her fists on the pillow and tried to stifle her frantic whimpers of frustration. My God, what was she going to do? She just had to get fucked, no two ways about it. She was so hotly horny, she felt half crazed. Her husband had failed her again.
But the worst thing was, she knew he was lying.
That was no piss hard-on, because his cock had been creaming. That was the real thing. He'd gotten it up and was ready to ball-but not with her. As soon as he came awake enough to realize that it was her, his wife, he'd lost interest.
She wondered who he'd gotten it up for, who he'd been dreaming about She heard the shower running. Again she thought about getting up and fixing his breakfast, but she decided against it. Damn him, she was so angry with him, she didn't trust herself to speak. With a cock-stand like that, he could easily have put her out of her misery. Who was he saving it for?
She decided to give him one more chance. Quickly she crawled out from under the covers, stripped off her nightie, and tossed it aside. Tall, shapely, and perfectly naked, she lay on top of the covers, in silent invitation, a gorgeous sight for a man with a cock-stand. Surely he couldn't resist a sight like that. She parted her, legs slightly, just enough to give him a teasing glimpse of pink moist slit.
Presently Craig came out of the bathroom naked, carrying his pajamas. She gave him her sexiest smile, and he smiled back-but hardly in a sexy way. He smiled more like a brother. In moments he was dressed and out of the room, apparently not the least bit aroused or tempted by her naked invitation. She heard him go downstairs and into the kitchen, heard him putting on the coffee.
His cock was still hard as a rock.
That much she'd noticed. In fact he'd had a helluva time getting his shorts on because of that huge erection. His swollen cock had been oozing big bubbles of juice, too, a sure sign of arousal. Yet even so, he wouldn't fuck her. She was lying right there on the bed, smiling, her legs open-and he wouldn't fuck her. Something was very very wrong here...
Then she heard Craig going out of the house by the back door. It was far too early for him to go to work, but he sometimes sat on the patio with his coffee. No-she could hear him crossing the patio and going down the walk. Puzzled, Dotty crept to the window and looked down at the back yard. She saw Craig, coffee cup in hand, heading for the neighbors' house, the West's.
What could he possibly want over there so early in the morning?
Then Dotty remembered his hard-on-and she turned pale ...
Tina looked up and saw Craig strolling across the connecting back yard, sipping coffee, looking casual. She couldn't help flashing him a broad welcoming grin. She was really glad to see him-or at least her pussy felt enormously relieved. She was soon horny ... and for awhile them she'd been afraid he wouldn't come.
"Hi," she said, "how are you this morning?"
He chuckled. "I made a terrible mistake just now-I almost balled my wife."
"God, I hope not," Tina said. "I hope you saved it for me."
"It was close," Craig said. "I was dreaming about you, and I got this colossal hard-on, and then as I was waking up I almost put it in her. Almost but not quite."
"That's strange," Tina said with a smile. "I dreamed about you all night, too. Really wicked dreams - She looked up at her handsome tanned neighbor with his thick sun-bleached blond hair-and his outrageously tented pants. He wasn't kidding, he really had a fantastic cock-stand. And it was all for her. Her pussy creamed hugely, helplessly, at the thought of taking that giant erection into her belly. In face she couldn't wait..
Craig was eyeing her with equal appreciation. In her skimpy little blue bikini she was an eyeful, all right. Her great thrusting tits threatened to burst right out of the little bra, and he could see just a hint of pink nipple. The tiny panties cut deep into the plump cleavage of her pert round ass, and in the front he could see a few teasing wisps of blonde pussy fur.
"Tina," he said hoarsely.
"I know," she said, "I can't wait, either. Hurry, Craig, back here in the trees.
They headed for the same spot as yesterday, but they didn't quite make it. The weren't fully in the shelter of the trees before Craig grabbed Tina, pulled her tight against him, and kissed her ravenously, thrusting his eager tongue right down her throat. Tina moaned as she returned the kiss, wantonly rubbing her hot little pussy against him. Caressing feverishly, they slumped down onto the soft grass.
"Jesus," Craig laughed, "I haven't been so horny since I was a teenager."
"Me, either," Tina giggled. "It's disgusting."
"But fun," said Craig, reaching for her bra.
He had it off in no time and was pressing his hot flushed face against her naked silky tits, kissing and licking the satiny hot flesh. Tina moaned blissfully and rubbed her sensitive nipples against his face. The pretty pink nubs went erect and throbbing. Craig impulsively took one pointed nipple between his lips and sucked it deep into his mouth. He sucked on it hard and fast and noisily.
"Ummmmm, YES," Tina squealed, "yes, suck my tit, lover... Ohhh, Craig, you're getting me so damned hot..."
They literally couldn't keep their hands off each other. Even while Craig busily sucked her tender pink nipple, he was touching her all over, digging her firm but curvy little body. He cupped her pert ass and squeezed the two hot rounds. He ran his hand over the crotch of her bikini and felt the moist juice and searing heat of her snatch. He wanted to touch her everywhere at once.
Tina's busy little hands were all over him, too, but she soon zeroed in on the place that interested her the most- She rubbed her hand up and down the rigid line of his erection, feeling the heat of his pulsing cock right through his pants. But she wanted the real thing, not that indirect contact. Quickly she tugged open the zipper of his fly, thrust her hand inside, and found his cock.
It didn't take the eager little blonde long to get his pants and shorts down to his knees and out of her way. She held his naked stiff prick in her fist and eyed it hungrily. The big rosy head was swollen almost to bursting, the dark slit of a mouth leaking big bubbles of juice. When she saw those bubbles, Tina felt a rush of saliva to her mouth. She knew just what she wanted to do with that lovely big hard-on of his...
Coming up for air, Craig briefly released her tit, and she seized the chance to squirm out of his embrace. Grinning mischievously she pushed him down onto his back. That super cock of his just went on pointing straight up at the sky, wagging heavily and lewdly, big dribbles of juice rolling down the pale thick stalk. Craig tried to sit up, but she laughed and pushed him down again.
"Hey, what is this?" he laughed. "Are we gonna screw or wrestle?"
"You'll see," Tina sniggered.
Then her lush blonde head was dipping into his lap. Craig saw her pink-glossed lips opening, then closing hungrily around the great knobby red head of his erect dick. He saw his pale stalk sliding into her mouth and felt deliciously scalding wet flesh sucking at his sensitive meat. She somehow managed to get the whole thing into her mouth, till his balls were rubbing her chin.
"Oh, Jesus, YEAH," he gasped. "Yeah, baby, suck my cock..."
He flopped back limp on the grass with a moan of bliss. There was hardly anything in the world he liked better than a good blow job, and Tina was very good indeed. She took her time about it, sucking slowly but strongly, moaning and gurgling as if she really enjoyed the taste of his prick. The more she sucked, the more he juiced, and she swallowed it all with lewd little slurping noises.
"That's great, baby," he whined, "really great .. . Oh, Christ, Tina, don't stop... Keep sucking that prick, honey..."
Tina certainly wasn't about to stop. She hadn't had so much fun in years. Ralph just didn't have time far foreplay any more. The silly bastard didn't know what he was missing. She'd have gladly sucked his cock, but he was in too much of a hurry. Well, it was his loss and Craig Devon's gain. Ralph's neighbor was going to get all those goodies that Ralph didn't have time for.
Blissfully Tina ran her mouth steadily, rhythmically up and down the tasty silky pole of his cock. His juice splattered and dribbled onto her tongue, and she swallowed each drop with a horny gurgle of excitement. She took the hard swollen head of his cock right into her throat and squeezed it. She couldn't get enough of him.
Craig had an excellent view of Tina's pert little bottom as she knelt beside him to suck his cock. In fact she practically had her ass in his face. He naturally couldn't resist the opportunity to play with her. He reached out, tugged down her bikini bottoms, and had an exciting view of her pink naked pussy with its golden fringe. She had a gorgeous snatch, all right.
Craig pulled her a little closer to him, till he could stick out his long wet tongue and tickle her pussy. She gave a muffled cry of excitement and pleasure as he began to lick between her legs. He was sure she would have been more explicit, but her mouth was full of cock.
Grinning, knowing she loved what he was doing to her, Craig began to lick the neighbor lady's pussy from stem to stern, from the small wrinkle of her asshole right up to the fur-shrouded red lump of her clit. He wriggled his exploring tongue into the fat hot folds of her pussy lips and into the steamy little hole of her cunt. He licked and tasted her everywhere.
He was in no doubt about her reaction. Almost the moment he started licking her slick tasty snatch, she began creaming helplessly, heavily, all over his face. Her pussy grew scorching hat and soaking wet, steamy rivers of cunt cream running down her thighs. The plump red lips of her cunt swelled up tight and eager. She was enjoying his tongue, all right. She quivered with pleasure each time he licked her.
He suddenly thrust his tongue deep into her tight juicy cunt, and Tina almost rose right off the grass. She gave a loud muffled moan of pleasure. Her cream gushed around his tongue and came steaming out to soak his face. All the while she'd been busily sucking his cock, but now her excitement was too great for concentration. She let his rigid spit-soaked prick slip from her lips.
"Ohhhhh," she wailed, "ohhhh, my God, Craig, that's good ... Ooooooo, yes, yes, lick my cunt."
Tina was sure she'd never felt anything so fantastically good in her life as Craig's long thick tongue stuffed deep into her seething little box. She was almost coming. She tried to remember back to the last time Ralph had gone down on her, but it was too long ago. The bastard only cared about his own pleasure. He never did anything to arouse her any more. He'd certainly never licked her cunt like this...
"Ahhhhh, yes, yessss," she hissed, "yes, I love that ... I love your tongue in my cunt, darling..."
She was straddling his face now, her pert ass just inches from his mouth, as he tongued deep, deep in her fiery-hot hole. Her cream ran out in hot helpless rivers. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the fantastic pleasure he was giving her. She wished time could stop right then and there. Poor Ralph, all this fun could be his if he'd only play his cards right. But if he didn't want it, too bad. Craig Devon was taking his place very very nicely...
At last Craig came up far air, letting his tongue slide out of her hot little box. He eyed her delicious pink pussy and decided what to eat next. He spied the funny little red bump of her clit and zeroed in on it, pressing his lips hard against it, sucking it into his mouth. When he had the slippery little button firmly between his lips, he began sucking on it-and Tina gave a piercing shriek of joy, overwhelmed by the most intense pleasure yet.
"EEEEEEE," she screeched. "AWWW, my God, yesss. . . Suck my clit, lover. Ohhhhh..."
It was the shriek that gave away their hiding place. Dotty had decided to follow her husband over to the Wests' and see what he was up to, but by the time she slipped into her clothes, Craig was nowhere to be seen. She'd sneaked around the West house and peered in windows, but she couldn't see him inside, either. She was beginning to think she'd made a mistake, that he hadn't come this way after all-and then she heard that shrill scream from the back yard.
Dotty had no idea what it was all about, but she decided to investigate. She crept into the connecting back yard between her house and the Wests', a thick grove of trees that offered a pretty good hiding place if anyone were up to mischief. She prayed her hunch was wrong and that Craig had simply left for work early, but as she advanced into the trees, her hope vanished. She heard all sorts of noises-sighs, squeals, moans, yelps-which reminded her of sex. But the biggest giveaway was the unmistakable voice of her friend and neighbor Tina West.
"Oh, my God, YES," Tina was shrieking, "eat my pussy, Craig . . . AHHHHHH, that's GOOD.. ."
Dotty turned pale and began to tremble, but she forced herself to keep going in the direction of the noises. If Craig was being unfaithful, she might as well find, out and get it over with. She didn't want to look, but it wouldn't do any good to ignore it. She finally dropped to her belly behind a thick bush and peered out through the leaves. Her worst fears were realized.
Blinking back tears of shock and jealousy, Dotty Devon saw her handsome blond husband going down on the neighbor woman, Tina West. With both of them naked and grinning, there couldn't be much doubt that the meeting was planned, deliberate adultery. No one was being forced. Craig, her husband, and Tina, her friend-it was almost too much for Dotty to take.
But as if that weren't enough, as she watched Tina gasped and rolled away from Craig, onto her back in the thick soft grass. The petite but curvy blonde opened her legs wantonly wide, showing her whole soaked red gash, and held out her arms to Craig, lewdly inviting him to come and fuck her. He grinned at her and started to crawl in her direction, his cock wagging lewdly. His prick was huge and hard-just like a few minutes ago when he refused to ball his wife.
"Bastard," Dotty whispered tearfully.
Fortunately they didn't hear her. They were too intent on their pleasure. Craig crawled between Tina's widely parted thighs and eagerly wedged the big purple head of his cock between her dainty pink pussylips. He started to push into her, and Tina's blue eyes rolled crazily and her pretty face twisted into a lusty grimace. Her voice was hoarse with excitement.
"Oh, God, yes, yes," she whined, "yes, Craig, darling, stick your cock in meee ... Deep, baby, deep.. .Ahhhhh, YES.. ."
Dotty clapped a hand to her mouth to keep from screaming with envy. Dammit, he was HER husband, and that gorgeous erection ought to have been for her. It just wasn't fair for Tina to get balled when Dotty needed it so badly. But now at least she understood why Craig had turned her down this morning-he was saving it for her friend.
Damn Tina and damn Craig. Dotty was so angry, she could have killed them both at that moment. But she soon realized that anger wasn't the answer. She sat and watched her husband happily balling her friend, watched his thick pale dick jerking in and out of Tina's tight little cunt, and slowly her anger changed to a cold desire for revenge. By God, if Craig could be unfaithful, so could she... In fact, it might be the only way to get laid.
"Faster, ahhhhh, yes, faster," Tina moaned. "Darling, I love the way you fuck... Give it to me hard, Craig, don't hold back... Oh, my God, yes, YESSSS.."
Dotty's poor starved pussy ached with need. It was really hard for her to watch her husband fucking another woman, giving that woman such obvious pleasure. But Dotty forced herself to watch because it strengthened her decision to commit adultery. By being unfaithful to Craig, she could not only get her revenge, she could also get some decent sex for a change. It sounded like a very good solution to her.
There was just one problem; she loved her husband very much and didn't want to cheat on him. That was why she forced herself to watch him fucking Tina West. She watched Tina's lithe little body go into the blissful convulsions of coming, watched Craig jet his come into Tina's cunt and collapse with a satisfied groan. She watched Craig and Tina hugging and kissing gratefully after their satisfying fuck.
It all made her angry enough to cheat on Craig. Now there was just one question-who could she find for a lover?
Chapter Four
Craig eventually got off to work, and as the long day passed, Dotty Devon debated with herself. To cheat or not to cheat? God knows she had every right to take a lover, considering that her husband was having an affair with her best friend. On the other hand, she'd been a good and faithful wife for the whole twenty years of their marriage, and she didn't want to hurt Craig. What to do?
Finally she forced herself to think about Craig's behavior that morning, how he'd refused to make love to her even when she practically begged for it, and how he'd sneaked over to Tina West's yard and fucked her instead. It just wasn't fair. Dotty decided that if Craig wouldn't take care of her in bed, and if he added insult to injury by carrying on with her best friend, then she had every right to take a lover.
Fine-but who?
Dotty had no idea where to even begin looking for a man, having fucked no one but Craig in her whole life. What was she going to do-walk the streets? Put an ad in the paper? Carry a sign saying, "I Want A Lover"? Her cheeks burned with embarrassment as she thought of chasing after men. She didn't think she could bring herself to do that. Dammit, she'd been out of action so long, she just didn't know where to start, how she might possibly find another man to make love to her.
"Hi, Dotty. You look worried."
Dotty started and looked up from her chair on the patio, where she'd been pondering her problem. Her neighbor Howard Taylor was leaning over the fence, grinning, on his way home from the junior high, where he taught math.
"Oh, hi, Howard," she said, forcing a smile. "It's nothing serious-just thinking about what to cook for dinner."
She didn't like to lie, but how could Howard possibly help her with her problem? All he knew about was square root. His wife Beth said she still had trouble getting him to put on matching socks. Howard was a sweet guy, for sure, but he didn't know much about the real world.
"Well, I guess I'll stroll on home," he said wistfully. "Beth's out to another of her meetings, so I guess I'll have to fix my own dinner."
Dotty felt sorry for him. She could imagine poor daydreaming Howard Taylor trying to operate a gas range or boil an egg. "Howard," she said, "Craig's going to eat in town tonight. Why don't you keep me company? It won't be much, just steak and salad, but-" Howard was already vaulting over the fence with a big grin on his face. Poor man, his wife was one of those clubby types who belonged to everything and was never home. He must get awfully lonely. Just like Dotty got lonely when Craig stayed in town so often ...
"That sounds just great, Dotty," Howard was saying eagerly.
"Well, just have a chair and relax," Dotty said, getting up, "and I'll bring us a couple of drinks. Will gin and tonic be all right?"
"It sure will," Howard sighed blissfully as he eased back on a lounging chair. "Dotty, this is wonderful of you."
Dotty smiled at the much-needed boost to her ego and went inside to make the drinks. Only then did she realize that she'd been distracted from her main purpose-figuring out how to find a lover. Well, to hell with it, for today at least. All her thinking was getting her nowhere. She still hadn't figured out how to meet a man who might want some action.
Howard...
My God, thought Dotty. It just hadn't occurred to her till that moment that Howard Taylor might become her lover. She'd known him for years as a friend and neighbor, but she'd never thought of him like THAT. Howard was well-liked but sort of a joke, the absent-minded professor type. His image certainly wasn't sexy. And yet, now that she thought about it, Howard wasn't at all bad-looking.
Frowning thoughtfully, she took the drinks out to the patio and handed Howard his. He took it with a grateful smile and drank deeply. "Ahhhh, that's great," he sighed. "I wish I could come home to something like this every evening. Craig sure is a lucky guy."
Hell, Howard Taylor was a sitting duck...
Did she want him? She studied him carefully as she sipped her drink. About forty-five years old, Howard still had all his hair, an unruly mop of light brown curls. Recently he'd grown a small neat mustache, but it didn't cure the teacherish look given him by his rimless glasses. His features were even and pleasing. His body was tall and lanky.
So physically he was attractive enough. Dotty felt a jolt of lusty interest as she mentally undressed him and imagined making love to him. She wondered very much what his cock looked like. It occurred to her, like a shock, that she'd seen only one prick in her whole life... It was time to see more.
But would Howard be up for an affair? His wife neglected him, yes, but he was so shy, and his chief interest seemed to be math, not sex. Well, she could only try. She could flirt with him a little and hope he'd respond. She was so urgently horny ... Somehow, some way, she just had to get laid-and she'd rather it was nice Howard Taylor, her friend and neighbor, than a stranger. Dotty hitched her chair closer to Howard's and smiled warmly at him. "How was your day?" she cooed.
Howard flushed slightly with the pleasure of her attention. "Oh, the usual," he said. "Math isn't exactly the most popular course at school, you know. About one fourth of the class pays attention, and the rest whisper, write notes, and throw things. I try not to let it get tome."
"I was one of the ones who wrote notes and whispered," Dotty confessed. "I remember now." She gently put her hand on his lean tan arm. "Poor Howard," she purred, "you work so hard."
Howard looked wistfully into her eyes, and Dotty wondered what to do next. How did you go about seducing a man? Wasn't HE supposed to do the seducing? She increased the pressure of her hand on his arm, and Howard sighed. Hell, hell . . she couldn't tell if he was interested or not. If only she had the nerve to ask him, "Hey, Howard, you wanta get it on?"
But of course she didn't. She was a lady, a decent woman. She sighed and got up. "Let's go inside, Howard," she said, "and you can talk to me while I fix the dinner."
"Sure, Dotty," he said. "Wow, this sure is nice of you."
He had no idea how nice she could be-not yet. She led the way indoors, giving him a chance to watch her pert firm ass in her tight clinging blue shorts. She was glad she hadn't worn a bra today. She'd noticed his eyes shifting helplessly to her full thrusting breasts and pointed nipples under her tight t-shirt. She just had to hope her body would turn him on...
"Just make yourself comfortable, Howard," she said, "and I'll get the steaks started."
The broiler pan was on a high shelf, and she pulled the kitchen stool into position and got up on it. Even that way she had to stretch to reach the shelf she wanted. She was just touching the pan when she had a little moment of dizziness and then realized she had lost her balance.
"Howard," she shrieked, "help me-I'm FALLING . ."
Then she really was falling, and she resigned herself to hitting the kitchen floor hard. Awkward Howard would never get to her in time. Thus her surprise was very great when she fell right into his arms and he caught her deftly. She was a tall woman, but Howard didn't seem to strain himself holding her. He looked at her with great concern.
"Goodness, Dotty," he said, "that was close. Are you all right?"
"Yes, Howard," she said, "thanks to you.
She couldn't resist. She'd never get a better excuse for kissing him, so right then, while he still held her in his arms, she pressed her mouth onto his and kissed him hard and lingeringly. She slipped her arms around his neck and pulled him even closer.
She felt a big ripple of surprise and pleasure running through his tall lean body. He made no effort to draw away. Dotty's mouth pressed harder and harder against his, and her smooth lips grew hot and restless. She felt his lips opening slightly, then hungrily-and then bashful Howard Taylor, the math teacher, was sticking his tongue into her mouth.
Dotty quivered with glee. She'd actually gotten a reaction out of him. She felt his hot slippery tongue racing into her mouth, tickling against her tongue, probing. She answered by slipping her tongue into his mouth just as wantonly. Again Howard quivered, and she heard him moan very softly.
The next thing she knew, Howard Taylor was carrying her into the living room.
"Never mind the steaks," he said hoarsely.
Dotty was too surprised to say a word. He set her down on the couch and stretched out beside her, grabbing her almost savagely and pulling her hard against him. He began kissing her like it was going to be outlawed, hungry hard tongue-probing kisses that left her breathless, Delighted, Dotty returned his eagerness, clinging to him, kissing him greedily, rubbing her tall curvy body against him. She was overjoyed to have found that inside mousy Howard Taylor a tiger had been lurking. My God, he made out like a sixteen-year-old boy. If only Craig were that eager for her...
"Oh, Howard," she gasped in one of the rare moments when he wasn't kissing her. "Oh, you're getting me so excited . ."
She wasn't lying. This was the first time in weeks that she'd had a man's hard hot body pressed against her, a man eagerly caressing and kissing her. Hell, Craig hadn't really been eager for her in years. But Howard was moaning and sighing and pawing and tonguing like she was the most desirable woman in the world.
"Oh, Howard," she sighed, "my God .."
Her pussy had been hot and swollen and aching throughout her long horniness, but never like this. She was creaming so furiously and helplessly that she'd soaked the crotch of her shorts. Her poor starved gash was swollen up so taut, she felt she'd come if she sneezed. And Howard was making her more excited by the minute.
Moaning lustily, she envisioned the moment when they'd strip off their clothes and leap into bed. It had to be soon. She needed it so much. Christ, it was going to feel great to have a stiff cock inside her again. Wantonly she rubbed her belly against Howard's, signaling her need.
Howard suddenly drew away and yelped, "Oh, my gosh."
"Howard, what's wrong?" Dotty asked in bewilderment.
He blinked and straightened his glasses. "Oh, Dotty," he said, blushing scarlet, "I'm so sorry, I don't know what to say. I've been behaving like a mad man. It's just that I wanted to kiss you, and then I got carried away . . . Oh, dear, I'll leave right now, before anything worse happens-" Dotty stared at him in disbelief and frustration. It was a helluva bad time to decide to be a gentleman, that's all she could say. Having gotten her so hotly aroused that she was almost ready to strip for him and beg for his cock, he was going to quit. He was going to go home. He was going to do the correct and decent thing.
Like hell he was.
"Howard," she said sternly, "come here."
He'd gotten up and was backing towards the door, but at Dotty's command, he came back over to the couch. "I-I suppose I should apologize more," he said. "I know you must be furious with me, and-" "Howard," she said, "shut up." She seized his wrist and made him sit down beside her. She started unbuttoning his shirt. "Now, Howard," she purred, "I want you to listen carefully to me. My husband won't make love to me any more. He's bored with me-" "The silly asshole," Howard couldn't help exclaiming.
"I agree," said Dotty, "but please just listen to what I'm saying. Craig and I aren't making it any more, and I need a man. I want to take a lover. I like you, Howard. I think you'd do just fine-if you're interested."
He gave a big loud sigh "Interested? Dotty, I've had a letch for you for years. But what about Craig and Beth? We don't want to hurt them or cause any trouble."
"Right," said Dotty, "but they don't have to know. We'll be very careful." She finished unbuttoning his shirt and drew if off. She pulled his t-shirt off over his head. Howard was gawking at her like he just didn't believe his luck. She decided to make him believe.
She began unzipping his pants, and at the same time she leaned forward, stuck out her tongue, and tickled his nipples. Howard gasped, and his nipples stiffened. Dotty mischievously ran her slick tongue tip right down the center of his chest and belly and into his navel. She opened his fly.
"Oh, Christ, Dotty," he moaned, "I can't believe this is happening."
"Maybe you'd believe it if you took off my clothes," she said.
While she eased down his pants, Howard's trembling sweaty hands seized the hem of her tight t-shirt and clumsily drew the little garment off over her head, tousling her rich brown hair. He stared at her naked tits and dropped her shirt on the floor. He stared and stared.
Dotty knew he had plenty to stare at. Her big thrusting jugs were her very best feature. Howard feasted his popping eyes on the big creamy-pale cones with their large soft light-brown nipples. He licked his lips, hardly breathed.
"You can touch them if you want, Howard," she puffed. "I'd like that. I'd like to have you play with my tits . . ." She trailed off in a husky whisper that made Howard blush bright red.
He still seemed to have trouble believing his good fortune, but he decided to put it to the test. He reached out and gently slipped his hands under her large pointed boobs, cupping them, squeezing them. Whatever else was happening, those heavy hot tits had to be real. Howard moaned and squeezed harder.
"There, you see?" Dotty giggled. "They don't bite."
While he blissfully played with her tits she finally got his pants off. She tugged impatiently at his jockey shorts. She was dying to see what another cock looked like, having seen only Craig's. Furthermore, Howard had a beauty of a hard-on, fiercely tenting the crotch of his shorts. If only she could get the damned things off..
"Raise your butt a little, dear," she panted.
Absently Howard cooperated-he was totally absorbed in fondling her tits-and she managed to slip the shorts over his flat muscular ass. Hurriedly she drew the garment all the way off and just let it lie on the floor. She looked at his cock-and she felt a searing flood of juice from her cunt.
Howard Taylor had an enormous cock.
Certainly no one would believe it just to look at him or to judge from his mousy shy manner. Dotty had been expecting a little three-incher. The cock she watched now was nine inches of thick hard pale meat, capped with a huge knob-like purple head. She hadn't dreamed pricks could be that big.
"Oh, my God," she murmured.
"What's wrong, Dotty?" Howard said. "I hope you haven't changed your mind."
"Oh, no, no, no," Dotty said hurriedly, "no, not at all, dear. It's just that I'm so excited. My goodness, why don't you take off the rest of my clothes so we can really have some fun?"
"You bet," Howard said with a grin.
Dotty hardly noticed his clumsy and prolonged efforts of undressing her. She just sat there and stared and stared at his monstrous erect dick. Now it was her turn to wonder if all this was real. Could she possibly be this lucky? Could she just by accident have discovered the biggest prick in the world? Her starved pussy creamed steadily as she focused on Howard's fantastic erection.
"Uh, Dotty, could you help me a little?" he said with a blush. "It's been a long time since I undressed a girl."
"Oh, of course, Howard. I'm sorry," Dotty said. She could hardly tell him that she'd been miles away mentally, hypnotized by the size of his prick. She stood up, and Howard dropped to his knees before her and started pulling down her shorts and panties.
His hands shook so much, she thought he'd never finish the job, but at last he had her naked, her glossy brown triangle of mons fur just inches from his flushed face. With a horny moan he lurched forward and buried his face in the fragrant curls. Dotty felt his tongue snaking out and touching the sensitive little lump of her clit. She moaned with eagerness.
"Oh, yes, yes, Howard," she gasped, "do that . . Lick my clit, darling . . I'd just love that . ."
She curled her fingers in his hair and held on tight because she was dizzy with lust and her eyes were fluttering shut. She estimated it was five years since her husband had gone down on her. She missed it terribly. She liked pussy eating almost as much as she liked balling. Now she felt Howard Taylor's hot wet tongue tickling deliciously over her starved little joy button, and a flood of pleasure washed over her that almost made her faint.
"OHHHHHH," Dotty moaned. "Oh, my God, YESSS. ."
She opened her legs as wide as she could for him, and Howard pressed his tongue even farther into the steamy folds of her mons lips. He licked and lashed and tickled her tiny red clit, the most sensitive organ of her body. Dotty moaned ecstatically as he ate her, wishing it could go on forever. It had been so damned long since a man had made love to her, especially like this.
"Darling, that's wonderful," she whined. "I just love it... Oh, God, Howard, please keep licking meee. ."
As he loudly and wetly tongued her hot little button, he also moved her back toward the couch. She tottered and sat down hard, with a gasp, but before she could say anything, the mischievous Howard had pushed her legs wide apart, bending the knees, and exposed her whole wet red gash with its fringe of brown curls.
"Howard, you naughty thing," she gasped, "what are you trying to do?"
"You'll see," he grinned.
Dotty felt a little embarrassed at having him see everything between her legs, at having her whole pussy so wantonly exposed-but her embarrassment vanished fast as Howard slammed his face into her steamy wet crotch and thrust his thick tongue right up her seething wet cunt.
"EEEEEEE," Dotty shrieked.
She'd never felt anything like it before, the intense dizzying pleasure of having a man's stiff probing tongue thrust deep into her cunt. She wailed with delight and creamed hotly all around his mobile exploring tongue. Why wouldn't Craig do all these delicious things to her? Well, to hell with Craig-if he didn't want her, it was obvious that Howard Taylor did.
"Yes, yes, darling," she whimpered, "put your tongue in my cunt... Oh, Howard, that feels marvelous...
When he finally came up for air, Dotty had a surprise for him. Before he could react, she'd pulled him up on the couch and onto his back. His huge erect prick stuck straight up in the air, wagging lewdly. Dotty felt hot saliva pooling in her mouth as she hurried to kneel beside him. She brought her greedy mouth down to the fat purple head of his cock and started licking hungrily...
"Ohhhhh, Christ, YEAH," Howard gasped.
As the beautiful brunette went down on him, Howard's mild schoolteacher face twisted into a horny leer. He felt her scalding hot tongue on the ultrasensitive head of his prick, felt it digging right into the slit mouth and licking up his juice as fast as it bubbled out. The pleasure was dizzying, and he had to struggle not to come. Then he felt her juicy wet tongue sucking in his swollen cock-head, and it was even mare hard not to shoot his load.
"Awwwww, yeah," he sighed, "yeah, suck my cock a little, Dotty, that's great. But not too much. . . Don't wanta come yet .."
Dotty could have gone on sucking that tasty big prick all night, but she didn't want him to come yet, either. She wanted that super cock-stand all for herself. She took in as much of his thick meat as she could, all of the gigantic purple head, and sucked it swiftly and loudly for a few moments before Howard's moans told her that he was almost ready to come. Then she reluctantly released him.
"Come here," he gasped, Dotty climbed onto the couch, straddling him, bringing her dripping pussy right over the enormous swollen head of his prick. She felt the big hard cock-head pressing against the tight but eager mouth of her cunt, and she moaned with excitement. Then Howard was pushing into her, stuffing her cunt fuller and deeper than Craig ever had...
Holding her by the waist as she knelt over him, Howard began to work his huge thick cock in her small juicy box. He didn't hold back. He couldn't. Moaning with excitement he slammed his big hard prick fast and deep in her small slick twat, fucking her almost brutally.
Dotty didn't mind in the least. She liked it hard and fast, to make up for months and years of sexual starvation. She didn't feel a bit of guilt about cheating on Craig. Hell, she should have done it four years ago when he first showed signs of boredom with their love-making. She'd been denying herself too long.
"Ohhh, Howard, it's so GOOD," she wailed.
Howard just grinned. He didn't have a lot to say, but he was plainly enjoying himself as he balled the lovely brunette into one howling orgasm after another. Finally her red-hot nipping cunt brought him off, and with a hoarse yelp of delight he came.
"Wow, Dotty," he gasped a few moments later, "that was terrific. I sure hope we can do it again."
"You better believe we will," she laughed. "I'll see you very soon, Howard.."
He'd hardly left before her husband came home. Dotty knew she ought to feel guilty. Her face was flushed, her cunt was soaked with another man's jism, and she couldn't stop grinning, she felt so good. But she didn't feel guilty-not when she thought of Craig balling Tina West. The score was even now, that was all.
"Well, you look smug about something," Craig said. "You must have had a good day."
"Oh, I did, darling," Dotty sighed. "I had a wonderful day...
Chapter Five
Twenty-four hours passed, and Dotty was getting horny again. She wished she could call Howard Taylor and arrange to meet him someplace, but Craig was home, and probably Howard's wife Beth was home, too. She paced around the house, restless and lusty, thinking about the delicious love-making she and Howard had had the previous day.
"Dotty, what the hell's the matter with you?" Craig finally asked. "You haven't sat down since I got home, except to eat dinner. You trying to wear out the rug?"
"Oh, sorry," Dotty said vaguely. "I didn't notice."
But to herself she was thinking that if she was restless, it was his fault. If Craig had only done his duty as a husband, she wouldn't be pacing around like a caged tigress. She'd be able to think of something besides her swollen wet pussy. Oh, Christ, if only there were some way she could meet Howard...
The phone rang, and Dotty answered it since she happened to be nearest. To her astonishment, it was Howard Taylor. She turned beet red and quickly turned her back to Craig so he wouldn't see the expression on her face- She tried to keep her voice calm.
"Dotty," Howard said eagerly, "Beth's gone to another of her meetings. She won't be back for hours. Is there some way you could get over here?"
Dotty's heart leaped. A whole evening with Howard, a whole evening of delicious fucking... She just had to take advantage of it, but how was she going to get away from Craig? What excuse could she use? Oh, well, she'd think of something.
"Yes, that would be fine," she said. "I'll see what I can do."
"He's listening?" said Howard. "Craig?"
"Yes," said Dotty.
"Well, you just get over here as quickly as you can," Howard urged. "I'll be waiting."
Dotty hung up, and Craig looked up from the TV and said, "Who was that, honey?"
"Oh, just some charity wanting money," she said quickly. "Uh, Craig, as you see, I'm feeling awfully restless. I think I'll go out to a movie." She just prayed he wouldn't ask to come along.
"Good idea," said Craig, turning back to his television show. "Have a nice time."
"I certainly will," said Dotty.
She hurried out of the house, and as soon as she was gone, Craig got up, went to the phone, and dialed a number.
"Tina?" he said breathlessly.
Dotty had to take the car so Craig would think she'd really gone to a movie, so she parked it about a block away and walked back to Howard's house. She was just about there when she saw someone walking toward her, coming fast along the sidewalk. Dotty ducked into Howard's yard and hid behind a bush. The figure hurried past her. It was Tina West, and she went to Craig and Dotty's place. One quick rap on the door, and Craig let her in.
Dotty couldn't help smiling to herself. No wonder Craig had wanted her to go to a movie. Still, it all seemed a little crazy-her having to sneak out of the house to get laid, her husband having to call the neighbor woman. She shook her head as she went to Howard's front door and knocked.
He opened it almost instantly and smiled blissfully when he saw Dotty. "Oh, wow," he sighed, "am I glad to see you. Come on in. Did you have any trouble getting away?"
"No," said Dotty. "I just said I was going to a movie."
She decided not to tell Howard about Tina and Craig. She'd just as soon not have the whole neighborhood know that her husband was balling another woman. Howard took her coat, escorted her to the living room, and made drinks for both of them.
"Does Beth go out a lot in the evenings?" Dotty asked.
"Yeah," Howard sighed, "several nights a week. I used to feel pretty neglected, but now that I know you, Dotty, I can put that time to better use."
Dotty blushed, but she felt herself getting hotly excited. It was going to be so great to get balled again, regularly and well. It had been years since she'd been well taken care of in bed. She and Howard finished their drinks quickly and then looked at each other hungrily.
"I don't know where to start," Howard said shyly. "I don't have much experience in these things."
"I don't know, either," Dotty laughed. "Why don't we just take off our clothes? That seems the most practical thing to do."
Howard laughed, too. "Right on," he said, reaching for his necktie. "It does seem the most practical thing to do. And let's go in the bedroom, too. Someone might be able to see us here."
He led the way down the hall to the master bedroom with its king size bed. Dotty felt herself getting shamelessly aroused already. She and Howard hurriedly fumbled out of their clothes. She watched eagerly as he removed his shorts, and there it was, that monster cock.
Yesterday definitely hadn't been just a figment of her imagination. Howard's cock actually was super-large, a thick nine inches of milky-pale flesh capped with a swollen purple knob-like head. Dotty creamed furiously and hotly as she eyed his stiff and ready prick. What luck that it was all for her...
"Hurry, darling," she said hoarsely.
Watching Dotty undress, Howard Taylor was thinking similar thoughts, thinking how incredibly lucky he was. The shy math teacher could hardly believe that this stately tall brunette with the superb big breasts wanted to get it on with him. At forty-five he was just considering himself over the hill, too old for sex, when Dotty came into his life. Now he was as horny as a kid...
"I'm hurrying," he said with a grin.
He watched Dotty take off her bra, always a dazzling sight. Her great heavy tits sprang out of the tight confinement, firm and pointed despite their size. Her nipples were taut with arousal. She started to inch down her panties, and Howard watched like a dirty-minded little boy, waiting for the first glimpse of pussy. Dotty had a lovely big bush, a lush triangle of glossy brown fur. At last she stood before him naked, a statuesque sexy brunette who actually wanted HIM...
"Incredible," Howard muttered.
"What?" said Dotty.
"Never mind," he chuckled. "Let's just go to bed."
As they crawled onto the bed, Dotty said, a little nervously, "You're sure Beth won't be back for awhile yet?"
"Oh, she never gets back before midnight," said Howard. "She'd rather talk to her girlfriends than sit home with me."
But he didn't want to talk about Beth or think about Beth. He wanted to enjoy Dotty Devon's great creamy-fleshed body in the short time they'd have together. He didn't want to think about anything else. He playfully pushed Dotty down on her back and moved her legs apart to expose her pussy.
He saw her ripe red gash, already moist and swollen, with its fringe of dark glossy curls. Dotty had a gorgeous pussy, one that made his mouth water. He moved her long shapely legs even farther apart, bending her knees, gently forcing her legs back till her knees touched her bit thrusting boobs. Her gash was lewdly exposed.
"Howard," Dotty gasped, blushing deeply, "what ARE you doing?"
"I'm a dirty old man," he laughed. "I like to look."
"Well, I hope you're going to do more than just look," she said.
"Oh, I will, Howard replied. "I will. You'll see...
He eased himself down between her legs till his face was brushing the tickly fur of her mons. Her crotch radiated fierce wet heat. He parted the furry fat lips and uncovered the bright red dot of her clit. He stuck out his tongue and used just the tip to lash her little joy button. Dotty's reaction was instant-a howl of delight, a helpless gush of cunt cream...
"Ohhhhh, Howard, YES," she moaned, "yes, lick meeeee!"
Again Dotty could hardly believe her luck. It'd been years since Craig went down on her, even though it was the thing she liked best of all. Now once again she had a lover who'd do all the naughty but delicious things she liked. She felt Howard's stiff slick tongue tip working hungrily on her moist sensitive clit, and powerful waves of pleasure streaked through her body.
"Oooooo," Dotty crooned, "ooooo, yes, darling, I just love that . . . Yes, lick my clit."
Howard used more and more of his tongue on her hot little button, licking it faster and faster. He could feel and hear the growing signs of Dotty's arousal-the fierce heat of her pussy, the floods of cream from her cunt, her rapid breathing, and her shrill little cries of pleasure.
"Ohhhhh, darling, that's so--nice," she gasped. "Please don't stop... Ahhhhh, God ... Could you suck it, too, dear? Suck my clit."
Howard complied instantly. He liked to please her, liked to turn her on. At her hoarse request he quickly jammed his mouth onto the hard wet lump of her clit and began to suck the tiny organ between his lips. As he sucked the tender button in, Dotty made no sound at all-at first. She just held her breath, devastated with pleasure. Then as she felt his scalding-hot saliva bathing the most sensitive organ of her body, she began to emit shrill cries of joy.
"Eeeeee," Dotty cried.
There were no articulate sounds to express the fantastic pleasure she felt as Howard Taylor began to suck hard and fast on her erect tender clit. She forgot everything else-her husband, her marriage, her duty-as her new lover used his lips expertly on her squirting joy button. There was no keener pleasure than this.
"Ahhhhh," Dotty wailed, "AHHHHHH. ."
She hadn't meant to come so soon, but what the hell? She could always come again later.. She just couldn't resist, and it was so easy. With Howard sucking hot and hard on her already hungry clit, it was no effort at all to just let herself spin off into a dizzying orgasm.
"EEEEEEEE," she screeched.
Howard was surprised and gratified to have made her come so soon. He felt her clit tighten and pulse, felt the furious rush of hot juice from her cunt, and then her voluptuous body was rocking violently, making the bedsprings creak. She shrieked and gasped and writhed for a full minute before finally collapsing with a loud sigh.
"Oh, my God," she panted, "that was great ... What can I do for you, Howard?"
"I'll let you know when the time comes," he said.
"Oh?" Dotty laughed. "And when might that be? Do you have to be so damned mysterious?"
"I'm not finished with you yet," he said, with a mysterious grin.
Then he was jamming his face into her crotch again. After the huge climax she'd just had, Dotty figured her whole pussy would be numb and satisfied-but she'd reckoned without years of sexual starvation. Howard began licking her ripe red gash, and almost instantly she was horny again. "Howard, damn you," she gasped, "you're getting me hot . ."
Oh, well, as long as he was willing to finish what he started, it was okay with her. She lay back and let her long legs fall wide open. Howard burrowed deeper into her crotch with a greedy snuffling sound, and she felt his tongue tickling and lashing clear from her clit to the sensitive wrinkle of her asshole.
"Ohhhhh, yesss," she sighed. "You're spoiling me, Howard, but yes, yes, yes..."
Howard definitely wanted to spoil her. He wanted to turn her on so much that she'd always come back to him. The tall big-breasted brunette was like something out of all his horny daydreams, an erotic fantasy come true. He did his best to arouse her-and judging from her squeals and moans and sighs, he was doing pretty well.
"Ahhhhh, God, that's GOOD," Dotty squealed.
Howard's naughty stiff tongue tip was doing something very wicked and very pleasant-worming its way right into her tightly clenched asshole. Dotty was a little embarrassed to be licked there, but the pleasure was so intense, she just couldn't tell him to stop. She relaxed her anal muscles and let him push his tongue in farther and farther, till she was skewered on it. He pushed his slick hot tongue clear to the root in her tight sensitive asshole.
"Oh, my God, Howard," she whined, "I never felt anything so good ... Your tongue feels great in my ass, darling... Ahhh... AHHHHHH..."
To her astonishment-and his-she was suddenly coming again. Howard felt her fiery little bumhole contracting and gripping his tongue. Dotty was carried away on a blinding wave of pleasure that rocked her body for a full minute. She finally stopped writhing, and his tongue slipped from her convulsing bumhole.
"Good God," she panted, "that was incredible ... Darling, you must let me do something for you now.
"When the time comes," said Howard.
"But, Howard," Dotty protested, "you've already made me come twice. That's enough for now. It's your turn to-Howard, what are you doing? You crazy-AHHHHHH.. ."
Howard was at it again, burrowing into her steamy wet crotch, finding still another place to lick and arouse. Dotty was sure she wouldn't feel a thing this time. He'd already made her come twice, violently, by licking her clit and then her asshole. Even SHE had to rest occasionally.
Yet when she felt his thick wet tongue snaking into her cunt, pleasure overwhelmed her again ...
"Oh, my God, YES," she gasped.
She felt his tongue pressed deep in her cunt, stuffing probing, tickling, and she helplessly creamed all around it. To hell with Craig-she'd be coming back to Howard forever if he did things like this. There certainly wasn't any doubt that Howard wanted her. He was going out of his way to turn her on. He was thrusting his tongue furiously, cock-like, in and out of her cunt, trying to make her come a third time.
"Ahhhhh, AAAHHHHH," Dotty gasped.
She wasn't going to have any trouble coming again, no trouble at all. It seemed incredible, but after just a few seconds of his vigorous tongue-fucking, she felt an explosion of pleasure deep in her belly, and her body began to rock again in the furious convulsions of climax. Her cunt contracted helplessly around his tongue, squeezing and creaming.
"Oh, my God," she sighed at last, "that's ENOUGH, Howard. You crazy, you made me come three times. It's got to be your turn now."
"All right," he laughed, "I'll allow you to bring me off."
Dotty eyed his enormous pale cock-stand as he emerged from her crotch. Saliva rushed to her mouth. She knew exactly how she wanted to surprise and delight Howard. He knelt between her thighs and started to thrust his cock at her cream-filled cunt, but Dotty spoke quickly, stopping him.
"No, not like that," she said.
Howard raised an eyebrow but said nothing. Dotty scrambled out from under him and playfully pushed him down on his back. She wriggled between his legs, till her hot moist breath was fanning his swollen cock and balls. She eyed the fat red sacs and the thick pale pillar of his cock, and she found herself actually drooling.
"I don't see how we can ball in that position," Howard said, feigning innocence.
"You idiot," Dotty laughed. "Just shut up and enjoy . ."
She bent down, stuck out her little pink tongue, and pressed the tip against his steamy-hot balls. Howard gave a little start of surprise and pleasure. Dotty started to lick his sensitive nut sacs, gently and slowly at first, but then with growing speed and hunger. Howard felt hot dizzying pleasure building up in his loins, pleasure so great that he couldn't keep still. "Oh, Christ, that feels GREAT," he gasped. "Yeah, Dotty, lick my balls ... Oh, man, YEAH.. ."
Dotty happily abandoned herself to the delicious task of licking and tasting Howard's balls and cock. She lost track of the time. She only knew that she and her new lover were having a wonderful time finding all kinds of bizarre ways to bring each other off. It was a game she could have played all night...
Three miles away at a meeting of the Ladies' Garden Club, Beth Taylor squirmed in her chair. She felt so restless tonight. Of course she knew the reason. "Restless" wasn't really the word for what she felt. "Horny" would be a lot more accurate. That's why she belonged to all these clubs and came to all these meetings, to try to take her mind off being horny. Sometimes it worked, but tonight it was an unqualified flop. The speaker, an old lady with a pink straw hat and a voice like a crow, was going on and on about native wildflowers-and Beth wasn't hearing a word she said.
"Oh, hell," Beth muttered under her breath, "what AM I going to do?"
Beth, a tall slim redhead, was forty years old and had been married to Howard Taylor for half her life. She loved her husband dearly, but for the past few years something vital had been missing from their marriage-sex. Howard was always too tired, it seemed. Beth knew she was to blame, too, in part. After twenty years together their love life had gotten a little boring, and she'd done nothing to perk it up. But mainly it was Howard who'd turned off completely.
It certainly wasn't like the old days, when they used to make love eagerly every night. Sometimes they couldn't even wait till after dinner. Howard would come home from school, they'd rush into each other's arms, and the next thing they knew, they'd be fucking right there on the rug. Beth sighed loudly as she remembered how great it had been.
"Is anything wrong, Beth?" said the woman sitting next to her. "You've looked so-well, strange -all evening.
Beth blushed clear down to her toes. My God, was it that obvious? At least no one could read her mind. No one could know that Mrs. Howard Taylor, prominent club woman, was sitting there thinking about stiff cocks. At least she hoped no one could tell.
"I feel a little dizzy," she answered. "I think maybe I better leave."
Beth knew from experience that there was only one thing to do in a case like this. When she was this naggingly horny, she wasn't going to be able to keep her attention on the meeting, and the only thing for it was to go home and masturbate. She hated that ugly word, hated to satisfy herself like that, but it was her only recourse. Howard certainly wouldn't do it for her...
She quietly left the meeting and drove home. If things went according to pattern, Howard would be plugged into the TV and would only grunt a greeting when she got home. He liked to sit up late and watch the late movie. She could go right to bed and bring herself off. By now she was an expert at it.
Just in case Howard had changed his mind and gone to sleep, she parked quietly and tiptoed into the house. The living room lights were on, but Howard was nowhere to be seen. Beth felt annoyance. She hoped he hadn't gone to bed yet. It was so hard to frig herself when he was lying right there next to her.
She tiptoed down the hall to the bedroom. If he was in bed, she'd come out and do it on the couch instead, just to be alone. Damn him anyhow, why wasn't he following his usual pattern? She saw that the bedroom door was open, light on. What was he doing, reading in bed? Then Beth stopped still as she heard her husband's voice, loud and hoarse: "Awwwww, Christ, YEAH-suck my cock, Dotty.."
Beth leaned back against the wall, pale and breathless with shock. She knew she couldn't possibly have heard right. Such a thing just couldn't be happening. Why, Howard wasn't even interested in sex any more-he'd told her so. Her ears must be playing tricks on her. She was so obsessed with sex herself, she was imagining all kinds of crazy things...
Beth controlled her trembling and looked into the bedroom. She saw her husband naked, lying on his back, while the neighbor woman, Dotty Devon, equally naked, knelt between his legs and sucked his cock. She was sucking it furiously, taking the whole thing right into her throat, her head bouncing up and down. Howard was in ecstasy, his eyes rolling wildly, his mouth twisted in a horny grin.
"Yeah, yeah, blow me, baby," he moaned, "suck that meat . ."
Beth wanted to scream, but she found herself paralyzed with shock. All she could do was stand there watching. She just couldn't believe it-and yet her eyes told her plainly that her shy teacher husband was getting a vigorous blow job from her long time friend and neighbor, Dotty Devon.
My God, my God... Beth s mind whirled, she didn't know what to do or think. As she watched, Howard began to arch his body, feeding more and more of his swollen spit-soaked dick into Dotty's eagerly sucking mouth. His voice got hoarser and louder as he was carried away on a tide of pleasure.
"Eat it," he gasped, "yeah, yeah, eat my come.. . AHHHHHH. ."
He shot his load into Dotty's convulsing throat, and she eagerly swallowed every drop of it. He whined and clawed the bed as the delicious orgasm drained his balls. Beth watched her husband finally collapse with a happy sigh, his limp prick slipping from Dotty's lips. He pulled Dotty into his arms and kissed her gratefully.
"I better go now," Dotty sighed. "Beth ought to be back soon."
"I suppose you're right," Howard sighed. "Damn it all . ."
Dotty got out of bed and started to put her clothes on. Beth was finally able to move. For some reason she didn't want them to see her, didn't want them to know that she knew about their affair. She needed time to think. She hurried out of the house, got into the car, and drove around for awhile, giving Dotty time to get home.
At first she felt very hurt, but the more she thought about it, the more angry she got. Damn Howard anyhow-he'd said he wasn't interested in sex any more, he'd deprived Beth of all satisfaction, and then the big phony goes and has an affair with the neighbor. It just wasn't fair. If Howard was going to have an affair, then Beth should be allowed to have one, too.
She felt sudden excitement. She'd never considered having an affair before, but the idea really turned her on. She'd never fucked anybody but Howard in her whole life. It would really be great to try it with other men . .
But that was adultery, a sin.
She'd just have to think it over.
Chapter Six
When Beth finally got home, Howard was sitting in front of the television set as usual, drinking beer and watching a late movie. When she came in, he looked completely normal, turning just briefly to grunt a greeting at her, then turning back to the set. It was just like any other night when she'd been to a late meeting.
If she hadn't actually seen him and Dotty Devon making love, she'd never have believed it.
"Did you have a pleasant evening, Howard?" she purred.
"Uh-huh," he muttered, not even hearing her.
Beth turned red with anger. Damn him anyhow-he could spend the whole evening balling the neighbor woman, but he couldn't even spare his own wife a few seconds of conversation. And to think he'd told her he was "over the hill" as far as sex was concerned, too old and tired to do it any more. Bullshit-he didn't have any problems with Dotty.
No, it was only Beth he neglected, Beth whom he couldn't even bother to talk to. She stalked angrily into the bedroom, stripped naked, crawled under the covers, and proceeded to play with herself till she came. She didn't care if Howard discovered her or not. She was through caring about his feelings, dammit. She wasn't going to postpone her sexual satisfaction a moment longer.
Beth ran her hands swiftly up and down her tall sleek body, feeling the firm silky skin. She certainly wasn't unpleasant to touch. She cupped and gently squeezed her apple-size tits, which poked straight out, firm and saucy, even though she was forty years old. Her tits weren't as big as Dotty's, but they were just as pretty, just as youthful.
"Bastard," Beth muttered.
She was really angry at Howard, and she didn't give a damn if he walked into the bedroom and caught her playing with her own body. Maybe it would teach him something-not to neglect his wife in bed. She moved her hand on down to the puff of copper curls over her mons. The hairs were delicate, fine, and fragrant. No, there was nothing ugly about her, nothing to turn him off.
She pressed down on her small furry mons and felt the light pressure in her sensitive little clit. She felt a spark of arousal. Wriggling a finger between the plump moist lips of her mons, she touched the tender little shaft of her clit and began to rub it in a steady up and down motion. Almost instantly heady pleasure seeped through her body, making her moan softly.
"Yes, yesss," Beth murmured as she gently stroked her highly sensitive clit.
It never took her long to come this way. Her clit was so easily stimulated, such a powerful source of pleasure, that all she had to do was nib herself there for a few seconds, and she was off and flying. Now she felt the scalding hot juice running from her aroused cunt, felt her tiny joy button swelling up stiff and erect like a miniature cock. It wouldn't be long now Moaning steadily, Beth began to rub even faster and with more pressure on the wet hard lump of her clit. Her whole pussy was soaked by now and throbbing with need. She arched her slim body and brought her long legs close together, increasing the delicious friction of her rubbing. Suddenly she was over the edge, coming, the room spinning before her eyes, her body writhing and rocking. Pleasure stunned her for long blissful seconds.
"Ahhhhhhh," Beth moaned.
At last the delicious convulsions stopped, and she pulled the covers over her and settled down to sleep. No, it never took her long to come by frigging herself, but there was something missing in that method, something she still wanted very badly. She wanted a man's hairy body pressed against her, and above all she wanted a stiff thick cock inside her. Oh, God, what she wouldn't give for that.
But the only cock in this house was apparently not for her. It belonged to her husband, but he was offering it only to Dotty Devon. It really looked as if Beth, if she ever wanted to get laid again, would have to find another cock. And why the hell not? Howard had found himself another cunt...
As she fell asleep it was on a note of anger. She was furious with Howard for neglecting her, forcing her to masturbate like a guilty little kid, fucking the neighbor woman when he should have been doing his duty with Beth. She'd get even with him...
The next morning was Saturday, and Beth woke early. Howard was deeply asleep beside her, having stayed up late. She blinked and yawned, and the next thing she felt was a strange mixture of anger and lust. She glared at Howard, the cause of her horniness, and then she moaned with need. Her pussy seemed swollen almost to the bursting point with pent-up lust. But it would be foolish to expect her cheating husband at help her out.
By God, she had a good notion to fuck the first man she met today Beth bounced out of bed and took a cool shower, hoping to dampen her arousal, but it was no go. All she could think about was finding some relief for that lusty itch in her long-neglected twat. Why not, dammit? If Howard could cheat, so could she. She had every right to just walk out of the house and get it on with the first guy she met.
So she did.
Blushing but determined, Beth dressed hurriedly in clinging shorts and t-shirt, not bothering with a bra. She decided just to take a walk around the block and see if she ran into anybody. It was like a game, a dare. She wanted to see just how well she'd do at this sport of adultery.
She left the house, passed the Devon house, and there was Ralph West, taking out the garbage. She certainly hadn't had to walk far to meet a man-less than a block.
"Hi there, Beth," he said with a grin. "You're up early."
"All us good people get up early," said Beth, giving him her warmest smile. "My lazy husband is still asleep."
"Yeah, so's my wife," said Ralph. "She watches that damned tube till I think her eyes are gonna fall out. She was up till all hours last night watching some Italian movie.
"Oh, yes," Beth sighed, "that's the one Howard was watching. I guess we've been widowed by television, Ralph. But at least we get to enjoy the morning before the air's full of smog."
They chatted, and Beth wondered if she really wanted to try seducing her old friend and neighbor, Ralph West. Ralph was a very nice guy, and he was even attractive in a bearish sort of way-but the idea of going to bed with him was almost incestuous. He'd been like a brother to her.
"I wish I could get Tina up this early," he was saying wistfully. "She wastes half the weekend sleeping."
"I know how it is," said Beth. "Howard won't be awake till noon."
She and Ralph could help each other out. They both felt neglected, they both needed an attractive member of the opposite sex to talk to. She must forget that brotherly feeling and start looking at Ralph as a possible lover. She was sure he'd be easy to seduce...
"Hey, you wanta come sit on the patio and have some coffee, Beth?" he said. "I just made a pot."
"Why, thank you, Ralph," she said. "I'd love that."
She could think of something else she'd like even more. As they walked to the patio, she studied Ralph's powerful burly body and got more and more interested. She'd fucked only one man in her whole life, seen only one man naked. Howard was in good shape for his age, but he was naturally slim. It would be a thrill to make love to a totally different type of man, a real gorilla like Ralph.
Ralph got the coffee, and Beth was careful to inch her chair very close to his, so that their knees touched as they talked. If Ralph noticed how close she was sitting, he didn't seem to mind. He was wearing ratty old jeans and a torn t-shirt, but nothing could detract from his big muscular body. Beth was dying to know how it would feel to lie naked next to him, to be embraced by such a man.
But how was she to proceed? She had no idea how to seduce a man. It'd been twenty years since she and Howard courted, and she'd even forgotten how to flirt. Damn, she wished she could just come out and tell Ralph her problem and- My God-why not?
Why not just tell him? Beth considered it. The very worst that could happen was that he'd say no. He was a gentleman and wouldn't report the conversation to anyone else. It certainly would save a lot of time to just tell him straight out what her problem was and what she wanted from him.
As if reading her thoughts, Ralph said, "You look worried about something, Beth. Wanta talk about it?"
"You're so kind, Ralph," she said gratefully. "As a matter of fact, I am worried-about Howard and me. We-we just aren't making it any more."
Blushing and finding it very hard to talk about such things, she gradually unfolded the story for Ralph, who listened attentively. She told how Howard wouldn't make love to her any more, how he was always too tired. She told how hard this was on her, how her need for sex continued. That was the hard part, to admit that she was horny, but somehow she managed to say it.
"So," she concluded, "I feel like a very vital part of our marriage is gone. What do you think we should do, Ralph?"
To her astonishment, Ralph turned beet red.
All the while he'd listened to her story, Ralph was thinking what a dumb jerk Howard was to neglect a gorgeous wife like Beth. He was thinking how he'd like to get into her pants if he had the chance, how he'd had a letch for her for years. He had a good mind to tell her that if she wanted sex, he was the boy to help her out. And then she turned those big blue eyes on him and asked him what she should do.
"Well," he began, his voice coming out in a lusty croak. He cleared his throat and started over. "Well, Beth, all I can say is that if you've talked it over with Howard and he won't cooperate, you're gonna have to get satisfaction somewhere else."
It was vague, but it was enough of an opening for Beth. She leaned forward and put her hand on his powerful hairy arm and looked him right in the eye. Her heart was pounding, and with every passing second she felt more and more lust for her old friend. She prayed the feeling was mutual.
"Somewhere else, Ralph?" she said breathlessly. "Just what do you mean?"
Again Ralph cleared his throat. He was starting to sweat. Somehow, some way, Beth Taylor was turning him on like crazy. He just hoped he wouldn't embarrass himself and her by getting a hard-on. He tried to speak calmly as he answered her question, but just the gentle warm pressure of her hand on his arm was distracting and very exciting.
"Well, Beth," he said, "it would be up to your conscience, of course, but it sounds to me like you should take a lover. I mean, Howard should be taking care of you in bed, and if he's not-well, that don't mean you have to give up sex."
Now Beth was blushing just as hotly as Ralph, but she wasn't going to back down no matter how embarrassing it got. She leaned even farther toward him, their knees pressing hard together, and her eyes got huge and hot. She licked her lips.
"Maybe you're right, Ralph," she said slowly. "Maybe I should take a lover. But I wouldn't even know how to find one. After all, I'm not that young any more."
Ralph sighed. "You're young enough, believe me."
She thought of Howard still asleep in their bed, but she didn't feel guilty. He had a lover, too, after all. She was just evening the score. And it was so much fun. Ralph was unzipping her shorts now, tugging them down.
"Hey, no fair," she giggled. "You'll have me naked in a second, and you've still gut all your clothes on. You have to take something off."
"I'm not much to look at," said Ralph.
"To me you are," Beth said.
She pulled his t-shirt off and gawked at his broad, powerful chest with its mat of black hairs. It really turned her on. She pressed her naked tits against it and moaned softly. Ralph endured it for a few moments, then impatiently reached for her shorts again. She let him take them off this time, leaving her in just a flimsy pair of blue bikini panties.
"My turn," she said huskily.
She unzipped the fly of his jeans and tugged them down. To her delight, he wasn't wearing any shorts. She pulled his jeans off and tossed them aside, then turned eagerly back to stare at his cock.
It was only the second one she'd ever seen-a little shorter than Howard's but just as thick. And hugely erect.
Ralph's stiff white prick sprang from a dense but forest of black hairs. His balls, bright red, were swollen up like balloons. The fat bulb-like head of his dick was tight and nearly purple with engorgement. Beth gently ran her hand up and down the hard throbbing stalk of his cock, and instantly big thick bubbles of juice ran from the slit-mouth and onto her fingers.
"Careful," Ralph gasped. "I'm so damned hot for you, I could come just from you touching me."
Beth sighed and pulled her hand away. "I know how it is," she said.
Ralph seized her panties and quickly pulled them off. He gawked hungrily at her copper colored triangle of mons curls, then ran his fingers through the pretty flame-orange bush. It was soft and delicate, a delight to touch. In fact everything about Beth Taylor was delicate and delightful. He could scarcely believe that he was about to ball her.
He slipped his hand between her legs and felt her crotch. It was scorching hot, swollen, and soaking wet with her helpless cunt juice. Nevertheless Ralph wanted to be sure she was ready for his dick. He had a colossal hard-on, and Beth seemed so frail and slender. He didn't want to brutalize her-he wanted to enjoy her.
Beth gasped with sudden sharp pleasure as Ralph's fingers closed around her tender little clit. His big callused fingertips were remarkably gentle and skilled as he began to knead her clit between thumb and forefinger. Howard had never done that to her, and it felt fantastic. She helplessly creamed all over Ralph's hand.
"Oooooo, yesssss," Beth gasped. "Oh, my God, Ralph, that feels good... Ahhhh..."
She wasn't faking her enjoyment, Ralph knew. No woman could fake the creaming of her cunt, and Beth's scalding stick pussy juice was running all over his hand. He went on kneading her clit, making her squeal and moan with delight, and with his free hand he searched around for her cunt. He quickly found the gushing steamy little hole and wiggled a fingertip into it. It was tight but not dry. No problem there...
While Ralph was exploring her, she was exploring him. She slipped her soft little hand under his big swollen nut sacs and gave them a quick gentle massage. She curled her fingers around the thick hot pole of his cock and fisted him for a few moments, pumping in a quick teasing motion, making him groan excitedly. She cupped the big hard head of his cock and felt his juice oozing against her palm.
"Baby, baby," Ralph groaned, "you better stop. You're gonna bring me off..."
Very reluctantly she stopped playing with his cock. She could have gone on all day, but she reminded herself that there'd be other opportunities. Meanwhile Ralph's busy hand in her crotch was driving her wild, kneading her hotly aroused clit, poking mischievously in her cunt. It was all a lot of fun, but she was ready for the main event. She'd been ready for years.
"Ralph," she gasped, "Ralph, please-fuck me."
Her face flamed as she said it, but at least he got the message. He looked at her in astonishment, then grinned. "You bet I will, honey," he said eagerly.
Ralph figured he had to be dreaming. Howard Taylor's lovely red haired wife lay stark naked beside him, opening her legs for him, offering him her swollen red pussy which glistened with her cream. She was begging him to ball her. Sure, Ralph, dream on ...
But when he touched the hard head of his cock to the gushing little mouth of her cunt, he knew it was all for real.
"Yes, yes, yes," Beth chanted as she felt the first touch of his cock at the mouth of her twat, "yes, Ralph, put it in me."
She-was clawing the grass in her excitement, her eyes tightly closed, and she held her legs far apart for him. She was so excited she could hardly breathe. After all, she hadn't been balled in weeks, and she hadn't been adequately fucked in years. As she felt Ralph's thick hard cock finally sliding into her, she couldn't hold back her cries of pleasure.
"Yes, YES," Beth shrieked, "put it in me, Ralph, fuck me...Oh, my God, I want it . . . YESSSS!"
Ralph was just as excited as she was, but he concentrated all his attention on very slowly penetrating her, easing his achingly stiff meat into her deliciously snug hot hole. He took his time, savoring the moment, because it all still seemed too good to be true. He'd almost resigned himself to life without sex ... Just for a moment he thought of his wife, Tina. He really loved her, and it was a shame she didn't turn him on any more, but that's how it was. What he'd needed to revive his interest in sex was what he had right now-a brand new partner, a lovely woman who lusted for him and aroused him. He was sorry to have to cheat on Tina, but, God help him, he just couldn't resist ...
At last he eased his swollen cock all the way up her tight wet little box. "Good for you, baby?" he sighed.
"Ooooo, yes," Beth crooned, clinging to him, wrapping her legs around him, "I love it, Ralph . . . Oh, God, just take your time, make it last . . . I need this so badly."
"You and me both," Ralph sighed.
He held out as long as he could, and Beth came four times before he finally shot his load into her. He wished it could have lasted longer, but he reminded himself that there'd be other times with his lovely red-haired neighbor. At least he hoped there'd be . . . He held Beth, his limp cock still deep in her soaked little cunt, and looked her urgently in the eye.
"We'll do it again, won't we, Beth?" he said anxiously. "This won't be the only time?"
"My God, no, Ralph," she laughed. "It's been wonderful, and I want to see you again as soon as possible."
"What about tonight?" he said. "Same place, as soon as it gets dark."
She nodded eagerly...
When Ralph got home, Tina was awake, talking to someone on the bedside phone. When he came into the bedroom, she blushed hotly, said goodbye quickly, and hung up. Ralph didn't notice her guilty look, however, because he was too preoccupied with his own guilt. He hoped she wouldn't notice the sheepish expression on his face...
When Beth got back to her house, she encountered the same situation-Howard on the phone, Howard blushing and hanging up quickly when she entered the room. He seemed awfully nervous about something, but Beth didn't really care. All she could think of was how great it felt to be fucked again.
"Good morning, dear," she said. "Who was that on the phone?"
"Uh, wrong number," said Howard.
"How nice," said Beth.
"WHAT?" said Howard. "That doesn't make sense."
"Oh, doesn't it?" Beth giggled. "Sorry."
Howard thought she was acting strangely, and perhaps he should question her-but all he could think of was Dotty, seeing Dotty again tonight ...
Chapter Seven
That evening as it got dark, the three neighboring couples, the Taylors, Wests and Devons, began to get restless. Husbands made excuses to go for a stroll, wives said they were going to the supermarket before it closed. Everyone seemed very anxious to get out of the house. In the shadows dim figures made their way into the protecting grove of trees that connected the three yards.
Tina West was perhaps more eager than anyone else to get away. She hadn't been alone with Craig for two whole days, and she was so horny she could have screamed. Tonight at last she was going to see him. They'd arranged to meet in the grove.
When Tina said she had to run to the supermarket, Ralph didn't protest. It was just the chance he'd been waiting for. While she was gone, he could sneak out and meet Beth. He'd persuaded her to wait for him in the grove.
Beth had no trouble getting away, either, because Howard was gone that evening. He said he was going to a movie, but in fact he was going to see Dotty. They'd made a date to meet in the grove, just as soon as it got dark.
Fortunately it was a large grave, and the three guilty couples were being very quiet-otherwise they would surely have discovered each other. It isn't easy for three passionate couples to make love right alongside each other and not notice the others-as later events were to prove.
But for the time being everyone felt secure and safe as they sneaked out to commit adultery in the dark grove of trees ...
Ralph had a hard-on even before he left the house. He was itching to see Beth again. For one thing, he wanted to be sure it was all for real, that the lovely red-haired neighbor woman really had consented to be his lover. Touching her again, feeling her snug juicy box again, would help convince him. As soon as Tina left for the supermarket, Ralph hurried out the back door and crept over toward the Taylor house.
He was almost there when he saw a shadowy figure come quietly out the back door. "Beth?" he said.
"Sssshhh," she said. "Howard's just left. I don't want anyone to hear us. Where are you, Ralph? It's so dark I can't even see you."
"Right over here," he said, holding out a hand to guide her. "Your eyes will get used to the dark in a second."
His eyes were already used to it, and he could see the tall slender redhead in her tight clinging pants and jersey. Beth was a dish, all right. She didn't have a voluptuous figure like his wife, but she carried herself beautifully and she had class. He lusted for her urgently.
She found him and took his hand. "Let's hurry and get to the trees," she said nervously. "I feel so exposed out here."
"Right," said Ralph.
He led her into the part of the grove right behind the Taylor house. When they were safe inside the ring of trees, he drew Beth down to the grass and started kissing and pawing her eagerly. Perhaps he should use more finesse, but he just couldn't wait. He'd been thinking about her all afternoon, wanting to touch that hot silky body again.
"Oh, Ralph," she gasped excitedly, "I've wanted you so much."
It was music to his ears, that beautiful red-haired woman saying she wanted HIM. He'd figured no woman would ever get the hots for him again now that his hair was thinning and he had a paunch. But Beth surprised him. Kisses weren't enough for her. She started fumbling with the zipper of his pants.
"Hey, you're in quite a hurry," he chuckled.
"You better believe it," she said grimly.
Ralph felt the cool night air on his swollen cock as Beth opened his fly and drew the big erect pole out of the confinement of his pants. He sighed blissfully when he felt her warm soft little fingers curling around his dick, caressing it eagerly. There was no denying that she wanted him...
Beth felt like she was making up for a lifetime without sex. Of course it hadn't been quite that bad with Howard, especially in the beginning, but it just seemed so long since a man had held her, wanted her, and satisfied her. She couldn't keep her hands off Ralph, even though she told herself she should be more ladylike. She was after his cock, like a whore, pumping it, fondling...
Beth found it made her terribly excited just to touch his erect prick. The hot silky flesh felt good under her pumping fist, and she could feel the thick organ pulsing with life. She pumped it faster and faster, her hand flying up and down the hard shaft, until big bright bubbles of juice started to ooze from the head of his prick.
Then touching wasn't enough. When she saw that bubbling cock juice in the faint moonlight, she began to salivate, and she knew she had to taste his-ladylike or not. Moaning softly, Beth bent her flame-colored head down into Ralph's lap. Her little pink tongue flashed out to tickle teasingly on the head of his cock. She swished it around and around for a moment, then wriggled her tongue tip into his oozing hole and lapped up all his bubbling juice with a horny gurgle.
"Oh, Jesus, Beth," he moaned, "you're making me so damn hot.. . Yeah, baby, lick me...
She couldn't have stopped even if he'd asked her to. She loved the taste of his cock. Her little greedy tongue went around and around the big knobby purple head of his dick, lapping up his dribbling juice as fast as it came, swallowing every drop. Still she wanted more.
"Awwwww, shit, YES," Ralph yelped.
He felt her hot little mouth closing around the sensitive swollen head of his cock, sucking it inside. She managed to take more than half the length of his long prick before it nudged her throat and made her gag slightly. She wished she could take more. She started to suck eagerly on his stiff fat sausage of a cock, making lewd wet noises.
"Yeah, yeah," Ralph chanted, "suck my dick, honey .. . Oh, Christ, Beth, that's great!"
He tried to remember the last time Tina had sucked his meat with so much enthusiasm. It had to have been a long time ago-not that he could blame her. Twenty years was a long time to fuck only one guy. Maybe they both needed a little change of pace, some time with a different lover. Still he was a male chauvinist, he had to admit. It was okay for him to ball Beth, but he couldn't stand the idea of Tina fucking anyone else ...
But Tina was the last thing on his mind right now. He concentrated on the superb blow job Beth was giving him. Her little mouth was silk-lined and scalding hot around his aroused prick, her saliva steamy and abundant. She let his helplessly dribbling cock juice fall onto her tongue, then swallowed it with a greedy gurgle.
"Baby, baby," Ralph moaned, "that feels fantastic... Can you take in more of my cock?
Take it in your throat?"
Beth just happened to be thinking that same thing. He'd hardly gotten the words out before he felt the swollen head of his prick clenched by her silky throat and pulled in deep and tight. She worked his entire prick into her mouth this time, till his taut round balls were rubbing her chin.
"Out of sight," Ralph moaned. "Jesus, you took the whole fuckin' thing.. . Ohhhh, man..."
It was a miracle he didn't come, he was so excited to have his cock in her throat-but he wanted to save that cock-stand for her juicy snug little cunt, so somehow he managed to hold out. Her satiny throat muscles worked hungrily around his trapped dick, squeezing and releasing, while her mouth sucked ravenously at the base of his cock. Ralph moaned steadily.
"Suck me," he babbled, "suck my cock, honey... Ohhhh, Christ, yeah, don't stop..."
Beth simply couldn't take any more of his delicious fat cock into her mouth because she had it all already. Still it seemed it wasn't sufficient to satisfy her pent-up hunger. She sucked and moaned and gurgled, eating his salty juice as fast as it oozed out. She felt her starved pussy getting more hotly swollen by the second.
"Honey, you better stop now," Ralph gasped, "or I'm gonna shoot my load right down your throat. . . We wanta save this cock-stand, don't we?"
Beth agreed most reluctantly. She could have gone on sucking his tasty cock all night, but it was true that she wanted his huge hard-on for another purpose-to appease the nagging lust in her soaked seething cunt. So with a big sigh she opened her mouth and let his spit-soaked dick pop out.
"Oh, Christ, I don't know how I kept from coming," Ralph chuckled. "Beth, you are a very naughty lady."
She grinned at him, but she blushed, too. He was right-she was being very naughty since she'd started getting it on with him. She never behaved so shamelessly and wantonly with her husband. She wondered why. It probably would have turned Howard on if she'd been more of a slut and less of a lady. But I was too late now. Howard and she had both taken lovers...
Ralph began to undress her, and Beth had all she could do to keep him from ripping her clothes, he was so eager. She got his clothes off, too, and soon they were lying naked on the soft grass, hungrily caressing each other. Her cunt was gushing a steady torrent of cream, his cock drooling endlessly.
"Oh, Ralph," she gasped finally, "I can't wait a second longer. Please, please, darling, make love to me."
"Well, okay, if you insist," he said, "but I thought we might go over to my place and have a nice game of checkers or something."
"Ralph, you nut," Beth giggled, "quit stalling. Put it in me before I scream."
"This is rape, you know," Ralph said as she impatiently seized his erect dick and shoved the hard head into her soaked cunt mouth.
"RALPH," she moaned.
He quit joking then because he was overcome with pleasure. He could feel his big swollen cock-head easing between her tight pussylips and into her fiery snug cunt. Eagerly be pushed deeper till he'd stuffed her hot little box completely and the head of his prick was touching her womb.
"Yes, yes, yesss," Beth hissed, "fuck meee... Oh, God, Ralph, fuck me all night if you can..."
"I'll sure as hell try, baby," he sighed.
Then he forgot everything else except the lovely red-haired woman who clung to him, moaning, while he balled her, the woman whose starved little cunt creamed steamy floods around his slamming cock. He didn't notice when it grew late, didn't think about his wife. He was completely lost in the joy of getting superbly laid. The same was true of Beth.
She didn't care about a damned thing right then except enjoying a good stiff fucking for the first time in months. Certainly she wasn't thinking about her husband. Howard was just about the last thing she was interested in at the moment...
After telling Beth that he was going to the movies, Howard wondered why she hadn't asked to come along. Maybe he was just lucky tonight. He certainly hoped so. He left the house and went off humming to himself. Now everything would be perfect if only Dotty could get away.
He sneaked behind the Devon house and waited, they'd arranged, and the minutes seemed to pass like centuries before Dotty finally came out the back door. Howard stood up and showed himself, and Dotty grinned and rushed over to hug him.
"Jesus Christ," he said, "I thought you were never coming. Did you have trouble getting away?"
"Oh, no, not at all," said Dotty. "As a matter of fact Craig isn't even home. He said he was going for a walk. No, darling, I was just having a shower and making myself pretty for you."
"Well, I hope you didn't spend much time selecting your outfit," said Howard, "because I intend to take it right off. Come on, let's get to the grove.
He took Dotty's hand and led her quickly to the grove of trees at the back of the lot. He'd been thinking about her all day, and he could hardly wait to be balling her. Dotty, however, was being coy, playing games. As he started to unzip her tight pants, she started tickling him.
"Dotty, dammit, stop that," Howard yelped.
"Only if you let me undress you first," she giggled.
"Oh, all right, anything to make you behave," he sighed.
Howard didn't really see any need for all these preliminaries. He'd have been quite happy if they simply undressed and screwed. But women. . . Oh, well, he was lucky to have Dotty, lucky to have a lover at all. He just felt sorry for Beth. He knew he hadn't done his duty by her and that she was probably aching for a decent sex life. Well, he'd worry about that later...
Dotty pulled off his shirt and then tugged off his pants, leaving him in his jockey shorts which were lewdly tented by his already achingly erect cock. Howard resisted the urge to grab Dotty and rape her. He'd let her finish her little game, whatever it was.
Grinning mischievously she inched down his shorts, being careful as she eased the elastic band over his enormous cock-stand. When she saw his thick pale prick, her eyes widened and she licked her lips. She got rid of his shorts in a hurry. Moaning softly, she snuggled down between his legs till he felt her hot moist breath on his naked balls and cock.
"Hey, what're you doing down there?" he asked. "Don't I get to undress you now?"
"When I say so," Dotty answered stubbornly. "Be patient."
"I can't," said Howard, "I'm horny. I want you."
"Tough shit," said Dotty.
Then he felt the first wet hot flick of her tongue on his tender balls, and he stopped complaining. He sank back in the grass with a happy sigh as his pretty brunette mistress started licking his balls. She licked and lapped and tongued like those two rosy nut sacs were the most delicious thing in the world. Howard felt his balls flapping and flopping around as sharp bursts of pleasure melted his loins.
"Oh, wow, yeah," he sighed, "lick me, Dotty ... That's wonderful And to think that just a day or so ago he'd thought his sex life was over, that he was too old to attract a woman. After all, who'd want a middle-aged math teacher who couldn't keep his glasses on straight and frequently forgot to zip his fly? But for some crazy reason Dotty was eager for him. He certainly wasn't going to look the gift horse in the mouth.
"Ummmmm, nice," he sighed. "Lick my cock, too, huh? You really do that beautifully, Dotty."
"All in good time," Dotty said, pausing only briefly. "Like I said, be patient."
She knew it was hard for him to be patient, that being a man he probably just wanted to jump on her and fuck, but she intended to make their evening last, to squeeze out every drop of pleasure possible. She didn't quit licking his hot silky balls till they were thoroughly soaked with her saliva and gleaming in the moonlight. Only then did she move on to lick his cock as he'd requested.
She nosed through his wiry bush and applied the tip of her tongue to the thick hard base of his prick. Very slowly and thoroughly she began licking upward, swishing her wet tongue around and around his thick pole, tasting every inch of his magnificent eight-inch cock. Howard moaned and twitched and writhed, no doubt dying of horniness.
Too bad-she intended to take her time. She just couldn't get enough of him. She was horny, too, of course-the crotch of her pants was soaked with her steamy cunt juice-but she could wait. There were so many delicious things she wanted to do to him while she had him alone.
After long moments of furious lapping and tonguing and lewd little slurping noises, Dotty's mischievous tongue finally reached the head of his cock. She dug her needy little tongue tip into his oozing cock mouth and reamed out all his good-tasting juice, swallowing it with a greedy smack of her lips.
"Ohhhh, CHRIST," Howard moaned. "Dotty, I swear to God, I'm going to come right in your face if you keep that up much longer."
Dotty paid no attention to him. She just went on eating his cock like there was no tomorrow, fitting her hot slick lips around the swollen head, easing it into her mouth. Howard knew he wouldn't last two seconds if she started sucking his dick-he was just too achingly horny. He rolled away, and his stiff dripping prick popped from her mouth.
"Howard," she pouted, "come back here."
"Uh-uh," he panted. "Now we'll do it MY way." Before Dotty quite knew what had happened, Howard grabbed her ankles and upended her. She went sprawling, and then he was unzipping her pants and pulling them off. Her shirt went next, then her panties. She stopped fighting him almost at once. It was actually fun to be raped, she decided with a wicked grin.
"Bully," she said, pretending to be angry. "Just when I was having fun, too. Now what are you going to do?"
"You'll see," Howard said.
When he had her completely naked, be took just a moment to gawk at her tall lush body and her big pale jiggling boobs, and then he was diving for the glossy black triangle of her muff. He wanted to make her so hotly aroused that she'd forget her little games and beg to be fucked-and he thought he knew just how to do that.
"Howard, what are you-OHHHHH," Dotty gasped. "Ohhhh, my God, yessss... Oh, darling, that's so good . . ."
Howard's flushed face was pressed tightly against her fragrant furry muff, and his tongue was flicking briskly up and down on her clit, the most receptive and sensitive part of her body. Dotty felt hot heavy pleasure rocking her body as he licked her, and she gave up all pretense of resisting.
"God, yes," she whimpered, "eat meee!"
She fell back limp on the grass and kept her long legs wide open. Her eyes fluttered shut and a blissful little grin creased her face as she abandoned herself to the joy of having her pussy eaten. If only Craig would do this to her.. . But Craig was probably off somewhere with Tina. So to hell with him... Howard Taylor was all the man she needed.
Howard's expert tongue swished faster and faster around the tender red shaft of her clit, and Dotty couldn't help moaning with delight. Then he pressed his lips to the sensitive little organ and began to suck it-and Dotty almost rose right off the ground in a burst of powerful pleasure.
"Oh. my GOD," she gasped, "oh, darling yes. . . suck me there. Oh, oh, OHHHHH... Howard, you're going to make me come. . . Please stop . ."
She didn't want to come just yet. She wanted to save her need and her excitement for that most delicious of all moments, when he eased his super big cock into her. Impatiently she rolled out from under him, pushed him onto his back, and straddled him. Howard pretended to look shocked.
"Why, madam, what are you doing?" he gasped. "This is rape. I'll complain to the authorities. I'll. . ."
"Shut up," said Dotty.
Crouched over him, she seized his thick stiff prick and brought the knob-like purple head up to touch her scalding wet cunt mouth. Moaning softly she eased the big far cock-head into her tight but eager twat. Howard helped out by pushing steadily. As she felt the huge prick gradually tilling her starved hole, she moaned ecstatically.
"Oh, yes, go all the way into me, lover," Dotty panted. "I need it so much... Take your time, Howard, darling-I want it to last all night."
Howard was pretty sure he wasn't going to last that long, but he'd certainly do his best. He moaned blissfully as he felt his stiff meat sinking into her silky-fleshed cunt. He wasn't going to think about anything else for awhile but fucking her. The feeling was mutual, too, for Dotty clung to him, moaning, without a thought for anything else in the world.
Craig told Dotty he was going for a walk as soon as-he saw it was getting dark. He strolled casually down to the end of the block, then cut back through the alley and hid in the Wests' back yard.
That was where he'd arranged to meet Tina. He prayed she wouldn't have any trouble getting away from Ralph.
Through a series of foul-ups he and Tina hadn't been able to get it on for a couple of days, and Craig was horny enough to fuck a sheep, had one been available. He certainly preferred Tina, however, and he got more and more anxious as he waited in the dark yard. Then after what seemed a century, the back door opened and Tina stepped out.
Unfortunately Ralph was right behind her. "Aren't you gonna take the car?" he said.
"No, I think I'll walk," said Tina. "It's a nice night and I need the exercise."
"Okay, see ya later," said Ralph, closing the door.
Tina waited a second, then gave a big sigh of relief.
"Craig," she whispered urgently, "are you there?"
"Yeah, over here, honey," Craig said, standing up.
Tina rushed to him. His eyes were used to the darkness by now, and he could see her clearly, her superb big breasts bouncing heavily in her tight white sweater. She raced into his arms and kissed him almost savagely, thrusting her tongue deep into his mouth. She rubbed her pussy against his crotch shamelessly and urgently.
"Oh, wow," she sighed, "have I missed you..."
"And vice versa," Craig said breathlessly. "Oh, baby, I can hardly wait. Let's get over to those trees."
"Right on," said Tina.
They hurried over to find safety in the shadows of the little grove. They didn't have to tell each other what they wanted. Without a word Tina and Craig quickly and efficiently stripped off their clothes.
In the dim moonlight Craig eyed Tina's huge pale wobbling tits. At that very moment she was looking hungrily at his long dangling cock, and she watched it go hard. As she watched it twitch into stiff long life, her cunt juiced heavily and hotly, and she felt the sticky juice running down her legs.
"Oh, hurry, darling, hurry," she moaned.
Craig thought he'd never get all his clothes off, but at last he was naked. He reached for Tina just as she kicked off her panties, her last article of clothing, and they tumbled onto the grass together, pawing each other like horny kids. Tina couldn't help giggling.
"Christ," she said, "it's like we haven't been laid in a year."
"That's exactly how I feel," said Craig. "It's no joke."
"I know," Tina sighed.
It sure as hell wasn't a joke. She shuddered to think of the months of sexual frustration she'd gone through before she met Craig. She mustn't ever let that happen again. She just wondered about poor Ralph-if he didn't make love to her, what was he doing for sex? But she wasn't going to worry about that now. She wouldn't let anything spoil her evening with Craig.
He was cupping and kissing her hot throbbing tits, and Tina lay back to enjoy it, squealing with pleasure as his wet mouth closed over her right nipple. He sucked in the pretty pink nub and began to mouth it greedily, making lewd slurping noises. Tina felt sharp pleasure blasting her body. Her tits were so sensitive.
"Yes, love, yes," she moaned, "suck my tit . .. I really dig that, Craig... Really turns me on."
Not that she needed to be turned on. She'd been so horny the last twenty-four hours, she'd wiped out a dozen pairs of panties-creaming in them every time she thought of Craig and his tall lean body and wonderfully thick stiff cock. Now she was creaming again, uncontrollably, as he loudly sucked her jugs. She wished it could go on forever.
When he had sucked both her nipples into taut erection, Craig started kissing and licking his way down her body toward her fragrant little blonde muff. But when Tina saw what he was doing, where he was heading, she stopped him, rolling out from under him.
"Wait, darling," she said. "I have a better idea..."
The buxom little blonde reversed her position to bring her fluffy little bush right to his face and to press her own face into his crotch. That way they could give each other pleasure at the same time. Craig nodded approvingly, then stuck his face right in her steamy crotch. He stuck out his tongue and wiggled it around in her creamy, swollen pussy, seeking her cunt.
"Ummmm, yearn," Tina purred, "yes, Craig, darling, give me some head, lover. . Ohhhh, you know I love that..."
Craig's tongue was driving her wild, tickling around in her hungry pussy, teasingly poking in and out of her cunt. She decided to tease him, too. She seized his big stiff cock and gently bent the long pole till the swollen dark red head of his dick was just touching her mouth. She stuck out her tongue and wiggled the tip into his small slitted cock mouth. Tasty juice bubbled out, and Craig gasped with pleasure.
"Awww, shit, YEAH," he cried eagerly, "suck my dick, baby ... I'll eat your pussy, and you suck my cock..."
"Fair enough," Tina sighed.
She popped the fat silky head of his dick into her mouth and started sucking on it so fast and hungrily that Craig was left almost breathless with pleasure. He pulled himself together and stuck his tongue deep into her cunt, reaming and plunging. Tina writhed with joy but could make no coherent sound, her mouth stuffed with his ballooning cock.
"Ummmmm," she moaned, "UMMMMM . ."
She wished the moment would never end. There was the exquisite sensation of having Craig's expert tongue working deep in her twat, and there was the unbeatable excitement of sucking on his fat tasty prick. There was hardly anything better than that combination-only fucking itself. She moaned happily as she mouthed his squirting prick.
Craig, too, was blissfully happy as he thrust his tongue repeatedly in her creamy hot hole and felt her hungry slick mouth sucking deliciously on his sensitive cock-head. He wished he could prolong the moment, but he got quickly aroused and was in definite danger of coming too soon. Reluctantly he raised his head from her scorching wet crotch.
"Honey, if we're gonna ball, let's do it now," he sighed. "I'm so hot for you, I can't last long."
Tina hated to let his excitingly long thick cock out of her mouth, but she didn't want to miss getting laid, either, so she let it go. She was still on her hands and knees beside him when Craig, unable to wait a second longer, knelt quickly behind her and thrust his drooling prick into her wet little box.
"Ooooooh," Tina wailed, "yes, yes, baby, ball meee..."
She didn't mind taking it dog-style. She liked to do it every way with Craig. She kept her legs well apart and clawed the grass in her excitement as he began to slam his long hard cock swiftly in and out of her red-hot flooded hole. Again she wished the excitement and pleasure could last forever.
"Is this how you want it, honey?" Craig panted. "Am I too rough for you?"
"No, no," Tina gasped, "I love it that way, Craig... Yeah, fuck me hard, darling, HARD... Oh, God, that's wonderful ..."
Tina was aware of nothing then but the intense pleasure of being fucked hard and deep and fast. Craig lost himself in the joy of balling her creamy little box. He fucked her faster and faster, and her cries got shriller and higher. Tina seemed to come again and again, like a string of firecrackers, one delicious orgasm after another, with hardly a breathing space between them. She hadn't been so well laid in years.
"Oh, Craig," she moaned, "I LOVE IT... Ohhhh. . . My God, darling, don't stop yet..."
Suddenly a blindingly bright light lit up the whole grove, and the astonished couples froze in their lewd postures. They squinted into the spotlight of a city police car. The patrolman looked just as astonished and embarrassed as they did. He stared at the six naked people, then quickly turned out the light.
"Uh, sorry, folks," he said. "I heard a strange noise, but I guess I made a mistake. I'll be going now."
They all remained just as they were. In that brief moment when the spotlight was on, they'd seen each other, and they couldn't forget what they'd seen. The stunned silence seemed to go on and on.
Howard Taylor saw his red-haired wife Beth lying on her back, a blissful smile on her face, with Ralph West's cock deep in her cunt.
Craig Devon saw his tall brunette wife Dotty lewdly straddling Howard Taylor, just in the act of bringing her dripping cunt down the stiff pole of his erect cock.
Ralph West saw his buxom blonde wife Tina on her hands and knees like a receptive bitch, taking the deep thrust of Craig Devon's swollen dick.
The three husbands all thought about what they'd seen-then exploded into simultaneous cries of outrage. The women started to cry, remembering their husbands balling other partners. Everybody ran toward everyone else, fists clenched, all yelling at once.
Tina recovered her wits first.
"QUIET," she yelled.
They stopped and stared at her, and she said urgently, "The whole neighborhood will hear us, and then that cop will be back-only with a reason this time. I suggest we all go to our rec room in the basement. Then we can argue as loud and long as we want."
Everyone grudgingly agreed. They dressed quickly and started for the Wests' house, everybody glaring at one another.
Chapter Eight
The three angry couples filed into the Wests' basement rec room. Ralph had hardly closed the door before they all started shouting at each other. Threats of divorce and charges of cheating filled the air. Again Tina moved to calm them down. She saw that they'd get nowhere if the evening turned into one big shouting match.
"Please, everyone, listen," Tina said loudly. When she had their attention, she said, "Let's not argue. What's done is done, and we can't change it. Besides, there must be a reason for all this."
"Sure, there's a reason," Craig Devon said bitterly. "Dotty will ball anything in pants, that's the reason.
"You bastard," Dotty spat back, "you started cheating first. I'd never have taken up with Howard if I hadn't seen you making it with Tina."
"Well, that's different," Craig said lamely.
"It is?" Dotty replied with a bitter laugh. "How the hell is it different? Go on, Craig, tell us. I'm sure everyone will be fascinated to hear."
"Oh, hell," said Craig, "I guess you're right. I guess I'm as guilty as you are, Dotty."
"That's right," Tina broke in soothingly, "nobody's more guilty than anyone else. Except me-I started the whole thing, so why don't you alt blame me?"
"But you must have had a reason, Tina," said Howard.
"Yeah, she did," Ralph said glumly. "It was my fault. I wasn't doing my job in bed. But, Christ, after being married so long, people can get bored with each other. I love Tina, but our sex life just wasn't that great any more."
"That's exactly the point," Beth said. "That's why we all did what we did. Nobody had to be forced. We were all eager for variety, a little change, that's all. I don't think we have to blame anybody or decide who's guilty."
"Yeah, but we still have to forgive each other," Craig said, looking unhappily at his wife. "I know I'm being sexist, but I find it really hard to forgive Dotty for balling another guy."
"Well, how do you think I feel?" Dotty said, starting to cry. Do you think it was easy for me to catch you fucking my best friend? I find that hard to forgive, too, Craig."
Things were getting out of control again. Tina waved her hands for silence and said quickly, "All right, everybody. Sure, it's going to take awhile for us to get over the shock of finding out about all this. But in the meantime let's have a little fun. Let's not spend the whole night fighting."
"I'll go for that," said Howard. "What kind of fun did you have in mind, Tina?"
As a matter of fact she didn't have anything in mind and was thinking frantically, trying to come up with a game that would thoroughly absorb everyone and make them forget their bitter feelings. The only completely absorbing thing she knew of was sex, however. Then a very wicked idea came to her, and Tina faced the small group with a mysterious smile.
"Okay," she said, "we're going to play a game." There was a collective moan, and Ralph said, "Honey, that's so childish. Can't you think of something better?"
"Oh, I assure you this is a very grown-up game," Tina said with an impish grin. "Kids can't even play it. And it involves something that everyone heft loves to do."
"Okay, I'll bite," said Dotty. "What is it, Tina? What do we have to do?"
"Oh, it's very simple and easy," Tina said. "We just turn out all the lights, take off our clothes, and make love to the first partner we bump into."
There was a gasp of shock. They all stared at her, and then finally some of them-Ralph, Dotty and Craig-began to grin. The others looked doubtful.
"But-but that's adultery," Beth said. "That's what we're all arguing about already."
"Exactly," said Tina. "We already do it-so why not admit it and enjoy it? The damage is done, Beth, and I have a feeling nobody's gonna quit seeing his lover. So why don't we all be frank about it-and become swingers?"
Again there was a long silence while they all pondered Tina's proposal. Tina hoped they'd all agree to it, because she didn't see any other happy way out of their dilemma. She knew she wasn't going to stop balling Craig, not now that she'd learned what a fantastic lay he was. She didn't want to deceive Ralph, though, or sneak around. Open swinging seemed to be the answer.
"Okay," Craig said, "I'll go for Tina s idea. It makes sense.
"Me, too," said Dotty. "If we're all gonna play around, we might as well be honest about it."
"I'll go for it, too," said Ralph. "It's only fair-let everybody do it. And we won't have to lie."
Howard and Beth, the most inhibited couple, held back, but finally Howard gave a big sigh and said, "Yeah, I guess you people are right. I feel a little timid about swinging, but it is better than sneaking around."
Beth blushed hotly and said, "Well, okay, I don't want to be a spoilsport. I feel like Howard, pretty uptight about being a swinger, but I don't like to lie, either. I guess Tina is right-we ought to bring it out in the open."
Tina breathed a big sigh of relief. "Right on," she said. "That's the spirit, everybody. Now let's get on with the game. I'll turn out all the lights. Then all we do is take off our clothes, crawl around, and get it on with the first person we meet-the first person of the opposite sex, that is."
"Oh, shit," Craig said in falsetto, "I wanted Ralph."
They all laughed-mostly to cover up their nervousness. It was a rather daring experiment they were about to perform-not only committing open adultery, but getting it on with an unknown person. For in the Wests' windowless basement they wouldn't be able to see a thing with the lights out. They couldn't possibly know who their partners were. Not until the whole thing was over and the lights on again would they know who they'd fucked.
"Okay, everybody," Tina said, her hand on the main light switch, "get ready. Here goes. One, two, THREE."
She cut the current and plunged the large rec room into total darkness. A woman squealed, and a man chuckled. Then there was silence except for the rustling of clothes as everyone stripped naked. Soon they'd be crawling around in the dark, touching each other...
Tina quietly slipped off her sandals, jersey, and slacks. She hesitated over her panties. Right now her great idea seemed totally crazy to her. My God, what if the other neighbors found out that Mrs. West had organized a nude group grope in her rec room? But it was too late to back out- Tina slipped out of her panties, blushing furiously-and glad that no one could see her blush.
She was afraid to try walking upright, afraid of breaking something, so she dropped to her hands and knees and started crawling. She wished she'd paid more attention to where Craig was standing when the light went out, because it was Craig she wanted to find.
Out there in the grove when the policeman's spotlight went on, revealing everybody's little secret, she and Craig had been right in the middle of a really hot fuck. In Tina's fevered memory it was the best fuck they'd ever had-and they'd been interrupted, dammit. Neither of them had had time to come before the big discovery and uproar.
She could remember being on her hands and knees, clawing the grass and howling with joy as she took the repeated deep hard jabs of Craig's thick erect cock. She remembered wanting it to go on all night. She started creaming hotly again as she thought of it. If only they hadn't been interrupted Yes, Craig was the one she had to find, so they could continue that fantastic ball. He must feel the same way. Probably he'd noted where she was standing when the lights went out and was making his way toward her. She recalled that he'd been roughly in the center of the room, and she started in that direction-or in what she thought was that direction. It was really hard to tell with the lights out.
What if she ran into the wrong guy? Tina didn't worry about that. She was sure she'd know Craig even in the dark, just by the exciting feel of his tall hard body. If it weren't him, she'd escape somehow and fine him. The sooner the better-her poor thwarted pussy was swollen and aching after that interrupted fuck.
Suddenly she bumped heads with somebody.
"Ow," she muttered-then remembered to be quiet. It would be a lot more fun, they'd agreed, if they didn't know who their partner was.
So the only question here was, man or woman? She and the other person reached out hesitantly in the dark to feel each other. It sure as hell would be embarrassing to go into a horny grope with another woman-so Tina felt around very timidly. The other person touched Tina's big swinging breasts, and Tina touched a hard hairy chest.
Craig!
She wanted to speak his name, just to let him know it was her, but she didn't dare. That would be breaking the rules. Instead she just grinned happily and lustily in the darkness. She'd found her man, and now they could get on with that glorious love-making they'd begun more than an hour ago.
Purring like a contented cat, Tina allowed him to draw her down onto the soft carpet. They lay face to face, caressing hotly and kissing hungrily. He thrust his tongue deep into her mouth, and Tina sucked on it wickedly, showing him that she was more than ready to take up where they'd left off.
How clever of him to find her so quickly... And he was just as excited as she was. He seemed to be touching her everywhere at once; his firm dry hands running all over her body. Finally he zeroed in on her big soft quivering tits. He was kissing them, then licking, his tongue flicking and lashing over her sensitive nipples.
"Ummmmm," Tina murmured, "ummmm..."
There just couldn't be any rule against THAT. She was sure no one expected to stifle their sighs and squeals and moans of pleasure. She listened- and sure enough, all over the room people seemed to be sighing and murmuring in the darkness. That alone wouldn't give away their identity.
He took her right nipple in his mouth and started sucking on it. Sharp pleasure streaked from the tender nipple right down to her pussy, and she felt her own hot cream gushing out. She loved having her tits sucked . . . Purring happily, she pressed closer to him, running her hands all over his muscular masculine body. She quickly zeroed in on her favorite spot, his semi-hard cock and soft rosy balls.
"Ummm-HMMM," he murmured as he felt her soft little hands playing in his crotch.
Tina grinned in the darkness. Craig just loved it when she fooled around with his cock and balls. She slipped one hand under his limp warm nut sacs and started a gentle regular massage, squeezing and releasing, squeezing and releasing. He moaned softly and sucked faster on her nipple.
With her other hand she fisted his partially limp dick and began to pump it, teasing it into stiff life. Again he moaned his approval and sucked even faster on her tender aroused nipple. The dainty pink nub went erect in his mouth, just as his cock went hard in her fist.
Tina was always thrilled to feel a cock going hard in her grasp. It not only showed that her efforts were appreciated, but it also gave her a promise of good things to come. She slowed her pumping action, moving her hand very gently and slowly up and down the hard silky shaft of his cock, not wanting to bring him off prematurely.
He transferred his mouth to her other nipple and quickly sucked it into stiffness, bathing it with his fiery-hot saliva and tickling it with his tongue. Tina gritted her teeth, trying not to shriek her pleasure. She didn't want to disturb the other couples around them. But in her excitement she started pumping his cock and balls faster...
She felt his hot steamy cock juice trickling over her fingers. She was getting him so excited, his prick was drooling helplessly. Speaking of drooling. She felt a big rush of saliva to her mouth, and then, unable to help herself, she snuggled down and found his lap and brought his dribbling prick to her lips.
"Awwwwww," he moaned.
Tina was methodically and hungrily licking all the tasty juice from the swollen head of his cock as fast as it poured out. She ran her wet little tongue around and around the fat cock-head, wriggled the tip of her tongue into his oozing prick-mouth, and gurgled greedily as she lapped up every drop of his juice.
He quivered with pleasure as she slowly cleaned the most sensitive part of his cock with her expert little tongue. He got more and more excited, and more juice gushed out for her to eat. He held her, digging his fingers into her shoulders, and his moans became drawn-out and hoarse.
Tina finally realized that the poor guy was on the point of coming and was doing his best to hold it back-hence the groaning and the fact that he was practically digging his fingers into her flesh. Reluctantly she gave his cock one last swift tonguing and then drew away. She didn't want him to come in her face-she could think of a much better place for that.
He rolled her over onto her back, and she spread her legs wide for him, expecting that in his hot excitement he'd start fucking her right away. That was fine with Tina. She was more than ready, her pussy swollen and soaked and scorching hot. She whined impatiently as he fumbled into position in the darkness.
He went for her crotch, all right, but with his tongue instead of his cock. Tina was so surprised, she didn't even breathe for a moment. But when she felt that expert tongue creeping between the furry lips of her mons and tickling her ultrasensitive clit, she couldn't hold back her cry of joy and pleasure. There was nothing in the world that felt better to her than having her clit tongued. "Ahhhhhh," she moaned, "AHHHHH..."
Her hot sticky cunt cream gushed out to soak his face, but there was nothing she could do about that. She was immobilized by pleasure, a moaning mass of jelly, content to just lie there with her thighs wantonly spread, letting him lick her pussy till she quivered on the verge of orgasm.
"Ummmmm," Tina whined, "ummmmmm." His tongue knew just where to go and what to do. He lashed and rimmed her soaked little clit shaft till the small red button went stiff with arousal, just like a miniature cock. It was even more sensitive when it was erect, and his naughty tongue-swishing gave her almost unbearable pleasure. Just when she thought she was going to scream, he finally moved off, his tongue sliding from her thoroughly aroused clit.
He tongued quickly deeper in her steamy crotch till he was rimming the gushing mouth of her cunt. His tongue started making wicked little jabs in and out of her squirting hole, and Tina moaned with hot excitement. She wanted his tongue deep in her cunt, but she couldn't ask him, couldn't use her normal voice, for fear of breaking the rules.
She could only hope he'd guess her need. She seized his head and pushed it insistently against her flaming-hot slit, and she poked her pussy wantonly against his face, trying to let him know that she wanted his tongue inside her. Every time his tongue tip ventured into her horny little box, she gave a loud moan of approval.
"AHHHHH," Tina wailed suddenly.
He'd finally gotten the point. He thrust his thick tongue clear to the root in her cream-filled hole, stuffing her deliciously. The pleasure was so intense, she almost fainted. She whimpered shrilly as he tongued her box, probing and licking and jabbing. She was so close to coming...
Just as she thought she was going to explode into orgasm, he drew his tongue out of her cunt and started changing his position. Tina felt a little frustrated, but if he intended to fuck her now, that was fine. God knows she was ready-she'd been ready for an hour, ever since the unfortunate interruption by the policeman.
Yes, he was going to ball her now. She could feel the hard bones of his knees as he got between her thighs. He used his strong legs to ease her legs wider and wider open. Tina cooperated gladly, following his lead with breathless little gasps of excitement. She couldn't remember ever being as horny as she was right now, so shamelessly horny that she was ready to seize his cock and stuff it into her furiously creaming box.
At last he was settled to his satisfaction, hulking over her, his chest hairs grazing her heaving tits, his powerful legs holding her thighs well apart. He moaned softly, and then she felt the big hard head of his cock pressing insistently against her pussy, seeking the mouth of her cunt. She longed to help him out, tell him how to move, but she didn't want to break the rules. All she could do was wiggle her ass, move her pussy around urgently, and hope his cock would slide into the right place.
It finally did.
"UMMMMMMM," they murmured in chorus.
It was so exciting to feel his thick hard cock plugging the eager mouth of her cunt, then slowly moving into her. Tina lay back with her mouth open in a lusty grimace, her eyes rolling crazily, and she gave shrill little squeals of pleasure as she was slowly stuffed by his cock. This was the moment she'd been longing for all day.
At last he was all the way in. He began to ball her, but in silent agreement they, didn't move very fast, both wanting to prolong the delicious fun. He worked his long hard prick slowly, deeply, in the fiery slick passage of her cunt, and she moved her hips in time to his thrusts, slowly and sensuously, writhing like a snake.
"Ahhhhhhh, God," she moaned, "yesss ....."
He slid his hands under her wriggling little ass and pulled her up harder against him, so that he was able to dig his cock even deeper into her. Tina squealed with pleasure and felt another hot blast of juice in he cunt. This man was simply a fantastic lay, that's all there was to it. She'd never been so well fucked in her life.
Apparently he felt the same way about her, because he was having a hell of a time restraining his movements, holding himself in check. Though he obviously wanted to prolong their fuck, he kept working his swollen meat faster and faster in her slick little box, and his breathing quickened and got louder by the second. Before long he was balling her furiously, savagely.
"Awwwww," he groaned.
Tina didn't mind. She liked it any way he wanted to give it, but his hard brutal balling was especially exciting. She just lay back grinning like a maniac and holding her legs open for him, digging every furious deep thrust of his cock. In a moment she started to come, her cunt tightening furiously around his pounding prick, and she gave a shrill cry of pleasure.
"Eeeeeee," Tina yelled, "EEEEE. ."
She didn't worry too much now about being loud, since there were groans and shrieks and cries coming from all over the room. Everybody seemed to be hot at it, everybody making helpless noises. Certainly her partner wasn't being quiet. He groaned steadily and hoarsely as he balled her into yet another dizzying orgasm.
"Ohhhh, God," Tina sobbed, digging her nails into his shoulders, so good, so good ...HHHHHH..."
She seemed to be coming again and again, without pause, thanks to his marvelous fucking. Next time she was able to talk to him, she wanted to be sure to tell him how great it was. His thick hard prick was like a pile driver in its force and steadiness, hammering away in her greedy wet cunt till she was nearly fainting with the non-stop pleasure of it.
If only her husband would fuck her like that... But you can t have everything, she reminded herself. At least she could always have Craig, now that they'd all decided to become swingers. She ought to be content with that. She clung to him gratefully, kissing and licking his face as he balled her, trying to tell him without words how thoroughly he was satisfying her.
All around her the grunts, groans, squeals and sobs of ecstasy grew louder and louder, till it began to sound like a barnyard. Tina grinned in the darkness, delighted that everyone was having such a good time and that her proposal had worked out so well. She wondered who Ralph was fucking, and she hoped he was enjoying himself as much as she was. Their sex life might not be the greatest any more, but she still loved him dearly.
"Ahhhhhh," she sighed, "OHHHHHH..."
Another shuddering orgasm rocked her body. My God, he was really outdoing himself tonight. It had to be the greatest fuck of her life, even better than in the early days of her marriage when she and Ralph went at it like rabbits. She'd never come so many times before, never balled so long.
"AWWWWWW," he yelped.
At last he was coming. Tina locked her legs around his ass and pulled him hard against her, trapping his squirting cock deep in her fiery-hot cunt. She held him there and took every drop of his blasting jism, enjoying the scalding wet sensation in her twat. He moaned and writhed violently in her arms for long delicious moments before he finally finished shooting his load.
"Ohhhh, darling," Tina murmured at last, "that was so good. The greatest..."
Then she clapped a hand to her mouth. She'd broken the rules by speaking, dammit, given away her identity. But what the hell? She'd known all along it was Craig, and he must have known it was her. Or did he? When she spoke, he'd gone stiff in her arms. It was a long moment before he spoke.
"Tina?" he said wonderingly. "Tina, is that you?"
"Oh, my God," Tina gasped.
The man who lay over her, his limp wet dick still trapped deep in her satisfied cunt, the man who'd just balled her into a near-faint of pleasure-that man wasn't Craig Devon after all. She knew the voice.
It was her husband Ralph.
Chapter Nine
She'd know his voice anywhere. Even in the pitch black darkness of the basement Tina could recognize her own husband. Besides his voice there were other clues she should have picked up on earlier, if she hadn't been so absorbed in the thought of Craig. The big burly body, the receding hair, the thick mat of hair on his chest-it all pointed to Ralph.
At first Tina was shocked, then angry, and finally she started to laugh. Here she'd been telling herself it was the greatest fuck of her life-and it turned out to be from her husband, the guy she'd thought couldn't turn her on any more. She heard Ralph chuckling, too, as he lay over her in the darkness.
"Confess," she said. "Who did you think I was?"
"Beth," he admitted, "but it sure seemed like your boobs had grown a lot. Who'd you think I was?"
"Craig," she said. "But Ralph, I just have to tell you, darling-that was a super fuck, the best I've ever had."
"Same here, honey," said Ralph. "I'm really glad. I thought it was over for us, but I sure was wrong. Maybe all we needed was a little vacation from each other."
"And a little novelty," Tina added. "Speaking of which..."
She whispered something to Ralph, and he chuckled. The wicked idea had just occurred to her. She seemed to be in a strange mood that evening, thinking of kinky ways to have fun. Now she'd thought of another naughty little game that was sure to amuse her and Ralph-even if the others might not find it so funny.
"Far out," Ralph said- "Yeah, let's do it. I think I know just where to go."
In the total darkness he and Tina crawled carefully over to the main light switch. It was eerie not to be able to see anything but to hear a wild concatenation of noises-squeals, moans, sighs, grunts, and shrieks of hot pleasure. Ralph and Tina might be finished, but the other two couples were still very busily making love.
Tina and Ralph found the wall and felt around, till Tina whispered, "I found it. You ready?"
"Yeah," Ralph snickered, "go ahead."
Abruptly Tina turned on the basement lights.
As the lamps came back on in the rec room, they revealed a wild scene. The two surprised couples froze like statues. On the broad couch Craig Devon lay stretched out on his back, his pale erect cock standing straight up from its thatch of blond pubic hairs. The long stiff prick was lodged in the dripping mouth of Dotty Devon's cunt as she sat over her husband. She'd been just about to plunge her box greedily down that long slippery pole when the lights went on so unexpectedly.
Dotty and Craig gawked at each other in complete surprise. It was quite obvious that, like Tina and Ralph, they'd thought they were balling other partners. After all, how could it be so great with their own husband or wife?
In the center of the room, kneeling on the soft deep carpet, Beth Taylor still had her pert pale ass raised high in the air. Her fingers went still in the act of clawing the carpet, and the trace of a lusty grin was still on her face. Kneeling behind her, his long swollen cock thrust deep in her soaked cunt, was her husband Howard.
Howard was staring down at Beth in complete astonishment. Clearly he thought he'd been fucking someone else, but there was no mistaking his own wife's red hair. Beth was not facing Howard, so she was still deceived. She looked up angrily at Ralph and Tina as they stood by the light switch.
"Hey, what's the big idea?" Beth snapped. "It's not very nice to turn on the lights when-" She stopped short, staring at Ralph, and then turned her head to look at her partner. When she saw who was balling her, she turned beet red. "Howard," she said wonderingly. "But I thought-" "I know," Howard said, coming out of his daze. "I thought for sure you were Dotty. You just didn't seem yourself, Beth."
"Yes," she sighed. "It was so good, I was sure you were Ralph. Wow, Howard, I haven't gotten that turned on in years.
Meanwhile Craig and Dotty were putting things together, too. Like Ralph and Tina they started to laugh.
"Hey, I didn't know you could ball like that any more, baby," said Dotty admiringly to her husband. "That was great."
"You're pretty great yourself," Craig told her, "even if I did think you were Tina."
"I thought you were Howard," Dotty chuckled, "but I couldn't figure out how he got rid of his mustache so fast."
Everyone started laughing then, and all the tension was gone. Ralph made drinks for everyone, and they lounged around naked with no self-consciousness. Clearly everyone had been forgiven for being unfaithful. Just as clearly, they'd all silently agreed to adopt a new life style-swinging. Even the repressed and inhibited Taylors looked eager for more.
"Well," Tina laughed as they finished their drinks, "there's just one thing we haven't tried-and we still have plenty of time to do it tonight."
"What's that, Tina?" Craig said eagerly.
"I thought after that lights-out bit, we'd done everything," Beth laughed.
"Yeah, what you got in mind, honey, a group grope?" Ralph teased.
"If you'll all just shut up for a second," Tina laughed, "I'll tell you. I was just thinking that each person in this room has one partner he hasn't made love to-if you see what I mean."
They saw, all right.
Tina herself was looking at Howard Taylor as she said it. The absent-minded math teacher had always been a figure of fun to her, but then she'd never seen him with his clothes off-and with an erect cock. She felt a sudden blaze of warmth and wetness in her cunt as she eyed Howard's incredibly large cock. She wouldn't mind trying that one for herself.
The feeling was mutual. Howard had lusted after Tina for years, envying Ralph, his gorgeous blonde wife with the big pointed breasts and the sexy hip-swinging walk. Just the thought of Tina made him think of balling, and he often fantasized her when he jacked off. Now he had a chance to actually make love to her. His cock stiffened into life and began to drool.
"I'll go for that," he said, trying to conceal his eagerness. "Sounds like a good idea."
"You mean you'd like to ball my wife," said Ralph.
"Sure I would," Howard replied- "Wouldn't you?"
Ralph laughed, and there were no hard feelings. As far as Ralph was concerned, Howard was welcome to have fun with his wife, as long as Ralph could get it on with Dotty. He was aching to make it with the tall big-breasted brunette wife of Craig Devon. She looked like a really classy broad, like she'd know all the best things to do in bed.
Dotty eyed Ralph, the only man she hadn't balled yet, and felt herself getting excited over his almost gorilla-like virility. The huge shoulders, the hair-matted chest, the muscles bulging on his arms and legs-she'd never made it with a brute like him, and the idea really turned her on. She didn't want Craig to know how aroused she was, though, so she tried to speak calmly.
"It's okay with me," Dotty said.
"You mean you don't mind if Beth and I get it on?" her husband teased.
Dotty laughed and shrugged, too busy thinking about Ralph to be concerned about what Craig did. Craig turned to gaze at Beth Taylor again. Now there was a lady, tall and cool and sleek. Her fiery red hair didn't suggest any wayward temper or lack of control. Craig found himself hotly turned on by the idea of breaking down her reserve, making her horny, making her beg for his cock.
Beth was too bashful to say anything, but she simply couldn't keep her eyes off Craig Devon. He was easily the most handsome of the men here, and she admired his lean tan body which was hard-muscled from swimming and playing tennis. She had a sneaking hunch that he'd know a few kinky things to do in bed, too. Yes, she definitely wanted to make it with Craig.
"Well, does anybody disagree?" Tina asked, looking around at her friends. No one objected. "Okay, then, we get it on with the person we haven't balled before.
"Everybody here in the same room?" Dotty inquired.
"Hell, why not?" Ralph said. "We've done everything else together."
"Whether we knew it or not," Howard laughed, referring to the love-making in the grove of trees.
Everybody else laughed, and then they stood there awkwardly wondering how to begin. As usual Tina broke the ice and led the way. Gathering her courage, she strode over to Howard, her huge melon-like tits swinging spectacularly, took his hand, and led the blushing math teacher over to the couch.
"Let's you and me grab the couch and be comfortable, okay, Howard?" she said with a dazzling smile.
"Fine, Tina," Howard said, sighing blissfully.
They lay down face to face on the couch and began shyly touching each other for the first time. Howard could barely keep from pawing her like an animal, he was so excited-especially those huge swollen tits of hers, so fantastic on such a small woman. He forced himself to caress her huge knockers gently, and he petted the soft blonde curls of her muff. He could hardly believe that he was about to ball the sexiest woman in the neighborhood.
Tina was having equal trouble controlling herself. She figured that being a teacher, Howard was also a gentleman, and she didn't want to shock him by acting like a slut. But, oh, Christ, how she wanted to just curl her fingers around that monster cock of his and play with it. She'd never have dreamed that Howard Taylor would have the biggest dick in the room. It made her hotly excited to know that this time it was all for her.
"You know, Howard," she said shyly, "it sure surprised me to find out you're so well hung."
Howard blushed scarlet. "Oh, uh, thank you," he said. "I am fortunate in that respect. You're, uh, rather well endowed yourself, Tina."
He cupped and squeezed her huge pale breasts a little more forcefully as he spoke, but Tina only sighed and smiled. Howard gathered his courage and got a little more aggressive. He slipped his hand into her crotch and felt scalding-hot slick flesh. Tina was already hotly aroused-for HIM. It seemed incredible, but when her little hand closed possessively around his cock, he knew she really wanted him.
"Oh, Howard," she sighed, "I can hardly wait."
She hadn't been able to keep her hand off his prick. She wrapped her fingers around the thick pulsing tube of flesh and began to pump it teasingly, running her fist up and down. The skin was silky smooth, delicious to touch. She worked her way slowly up the stiff pole till she reached the big fat purple head of his cock.
"Howard," she said huskily, "would you mind a whole lot if I licked your cock a little?"
Howard blinked and fought to convince himself that this was really happening. A gorgeous little blonde with enormous tits was lying naked in his arms, letting him fondle her boobs, and now she was asking him if she could lick his cock. No, things like that just didn't happen to Howard Taylor. But when she repeated her question, he had to believe it.
"N-N-No, Tina," he stammered, "I wouldn't mind at all. Goodness, no. Go ahead."
The next thing he knew, her silky blonde head was bobbing over his lap. He felt her warm little hand holding his cock firmly and raising it to her lips. Then there was the slick wet caress of her tongue tip on the ultrasensitive head of his cock-and Howard was swept away on a dizzying tide of pleasure.
"Awwwww," he moaned, "awwww, yes, yes, lick my cock."
Tina was oblivious to the rest of the world as she bent over Howard's lap and began to explore the biggest cock she'd ever seen in her life. Of course she hadn't seen very many, just her husbands and Craig's, but she'd read enough to know that an eight-incher like Howard's was pretty rare. In any case the monster pale prick really turned her on.
She seized it greedily, holding the hot throbbing pole in her fist, and brought the swollen purple head up to her lips. Out flashed her wet pink tongue, and she began rimming and reaming his big bulb-like cock-head. She ran her slick tongue around and around the fat head to tease Howard, and then she snaked the tip into his creaming hole and lapped up all his bubbling juice. The more she licked him, the more excited she got and the more juice bubbled out for her to eat-a very satisfactory situation for Tina.
"Awwwww, Christ, that's GOOD," Howard whined.
He let her go on licking and tasting his swollen dick till he was nearly ready to come. It felt so great, he never wanted her to stop, but he wanted to save his hard-on for her flaming-hot little cunt. At last with a reluctant sigh he seized her blonde head and gently lifted it off his creaming prick.
"No more, Tina," he panted, "or I'll come. Let's get it on now, okay? How do you like to do it best?"
Tina was rapidly losing all her inhibitions. She saw no reason to hide the fact that she preferred fucking dog-style, so she told him, and then with a lusty grin of anticipation, she rolled over onto her belly. Why in all the years of their marriage hadn't she had the courage to tell Ralph that she'd rather take it from behind? Oh, well, it still wasn't too late.
She opened her legs, and Howard settled down between them, his flat belly against her round firm ass. He was panting with excitement as he eased his hugely swollen cock between her legs and poked it around, trying to find her cunt. The head of his cock felt huge, hard and creamy, and Tina moaned with excitement as she waited for him to penetrate her.
"Hurry, Howard, hurry," she moaned. "I want it so bad."
"I'm hurrying," he said apologetically. "Just having a little trouble finding the hole. Sorry."
He poked his big cock-head around in her slippery snatch till he finally found a hole to stick it in. She seemed exceptionally tight, but that was all to the good. He wedged the swollen head of his cock against the tiny moist hole and began to push. Yes, she was unusually small, and the pushing took effort.
"Oooooooh," Tina wailed loudly.
She certainly hadn't expected THIS Howard Taylor was using all his strength to push his outsize cock into her asshole.
At first she panicked. That super-big cock in her virgin bumhole? No way. He'd split her in half. Yet even as she was worrying about it, Howard was pushing into her, and it felt wildly exciting. Tina relaxed her anal muscles as much as she could and let him push the thick herd of his dick about an inch into her ass. Yes, it did feel fantastic.
"Ummmmm," she moaned, "MMMMMM..."
She held still, letting him push into her, and more and more of his thick sausage-like prick went into her tight untried asshole. Tina was astonished at how great it felt, how excited it was making her. Her cunt creamed uncontrollably. The exquisitely tight fit of his giant cock in her narrow bumhole brought her close to orgasm in just a few seconds.
"Awww, God," Howard whined, "incredible That was the only word he could think of to describe the unbelievable tightness of the woman's box. He found it hard to imagine that a middle-aged married woman could be so tight, but his cock was giving him delicious proof. The silk-lined passage gripped his meat and blazed with fiery heat.
At last he penetrated her completely, lodged all the way to his balls in her snug red-hot hole. He whined with excitement and began to fuck her, working his long hard dick slowly but deeply in and out. Tina gave a hoarse cry and started to claw the couch.
"EEEEE," she shrieked, "YES. . . Oh, my God, Howard, I can't believe it feels so great . . Yes, yes, fuck me in the ASS!"
Howard stopped still. "The WHAT?" he said.
"The ass," Tina moaned. "It's fantastic, I just love it... Don't stop, Howard, please ... Keep fucking me..."
Howard looked down and saw that by some crazy accident he'd managed to shove his cock into her asshole instead of her cunt. No wonder she felt so tight to him. But if she liked it ... Hell, why not? He sure was digging it. He'd never fucked anything so tight in his life. With a blissful sigh, he went back to bum-fucking the squealing blonde.
All this time the others had stood across the room watching. They hadn't started to get it on yet. They weren't as bold and uninhibited as Tina-plus they found themselves getting really turned on just from watching Howard and Tina make out. Then when they heard Tina's ecstatic announcement that Howard was fucking her in the ass, they couldn't contain their curiosity. They all rushed over to the couch for a look.
What they saw was Howard's hugely thick pale cock stretching Tina's tiny wrinkled bum mouth almost to bunting as it eased deep in, then eased out. It seemed incredible that it shouldn't hurt her, but the petite blonde was clearly having the time of her life, moaning with pleasure and clawing the couch.
"Ahhhhh, God," she wailed, "so GOOD..."
"I'll be a son of a gun," said Ralph. "She never asked ME to do that."
"It was an accident," Beth giggled. "I could tell from Howard's reaction. But, wow, she really seems to like it."
"I'll say," Dotty remarked. The tall brunette eyed the happily bum-fucking couple and looked thoughtful. She wondered how it would be to take it in the ass-and as she imagined it, her cunt began to glow and moisten. Jesus, it might be a real turn-on. She could at least try.
With a wicked grin, Dotty turned to her new partner and said, "Hey, Ralph, how about it? You wanta try that?"
Before her very eyes, Ralph's cock went hard as a rock, lurching up to hug his belly. He blushed hotly, his secret thoughts revealed by his helpless hard-on. He'd just been thinking how great it would be to fuck a woman in the ass, how fantastically tight and hot that nether passage would be. He'd felt guilty about those thoughts- but now Dotty was actually asking him for it.
"Yeah, sure," he said eagerly, "let's give it a try."
Dotty led the way to the center of the room where they had plenty of space on the rug. She got down on her hands and knees and raised her pert pale butt in the air. Ralph got on his knees behind her. He had no trouble finding the target. Her light brown wrinkled bum mouth was in plain view.
He pressed the big knobby head of his prick against the small clenched mouth and pushed. At first he got nowhere, but when Dotty relaxed her ass, the fat head of his dick popped inside. It was like entering a velvet vise, He was gripped so tightly by her satiny anal walls. He moaned with excitement and pushed again, sinking his stiff cock a little farther into her steamy hot asshole.
"AHHHHHH," Dotty wailed. "Oh, my gosh!"
At first she didn't know if it was pain or pleasure she felt. Ralph's hugely swollen dick threatened to split her in half, and it seemed way too thick for her tiny asshole. She tried to relax, however, and then his thick meat began to glide smoothly up her nether hole, stuffing her tightly with cock. Then it began to feel very exciting.
"Oooooo," she squealed, "ooooo, yesss..."
"My gosh, Dotty," Beth called to her, "doesn't it hurt?"
"No," Dotty gasped, "it feels terrific. Oh, my God. . . Beth, you gotta try it. Oh, shit, Ralph, deeper... Deeper.. . AHHHHH..."
There was no doubt that Dotty was having the time of her life taking it in the asshole from Ralph, and that Tina was having a fantastic string of orgasms as Howard fucked her in the bumhole-but Beth still hesitated. She didn't see how it could fail to be painful. She didn't want to be a spoilsport, but she was scared to try it.
Craig looked terribly disappointed when she didn't suggest that they join the others. Finally he eased her down on the rug and began gently caressing her, trying to calm her down- Beth was trembling. He started to roll her over onto her belly, and she stiffened.
"Craig, no," Beth gasped, "I'm afraid. I know it'll hurt."
"Hey, if it hurts, I'll quit," he reassured her. "Just take it easy, honey. We can at least give it a try."
"Craig, no, really, I don't want to," Beth insisted-but too late. Craig was unable to contain his lust. He just had to find out about bum-fucking, and he didn't want to be the only guy left out of the action. He rolled the protesting redhead onto her belly and wedged himself between her legs from behind.
"Nooooo," Beth shrieked.
She felt the big hard head of his cock pressing insistently against her tiny tender bumhole. With all her strength she managed to get up on her hands and knees and crawl a few feet, but it just made things easier for Craig. He now had a much better view of her brownie, and he threw himself onto her again and popped the fat head of his dick into her tiny anal mouth.
"OWWWWW," Beth wailed. "Oh, no, no, it hurts."
"Easy, honey, easy," Craig crooned. "It'll be all right."
"Hey, Bet," Tina panted, "just relax-it gets really good."
With all that attention, Beth didn't want to let her friends down, so she relaxed as much as possible and let Craig ease his thickly swollen cock all the way up her fiery tight asshole. He was whining and trembling with pleasure the whole time-but it didn't really get to Beth until he was all the way in. Then suddenly, to her surprise, a blast of lusty pleasure melted her belly.
"Ohhhh, wow," she gasped, "it really does feel GREAT..."
Craig chuckled. "I'm glad to hear that," he said, "because I sure as hell don't wanta pull out now."
He began to move his cock in her, and Beth felt nothing but pleasure from that moment on. She relaxed completely and moaned her ecstasy as he worked his stiff meat in and out of her aroused asshole. Even as she came again and again, she looked around at the others.
They'd been friends and neighbors for so long, around ten years now, but they hadn't really gotten to know each other till tonight. They'd had no idea of the fun they could have together, not till the day Tina got disgusted and went out and seduced Craig, starting a chain reaction of adultery.
Beth grinned as she watched the other couples. From now on there was no limit to the fun they could all have together...
