Rachael Redford stood on the cliffs of Southern California, looking out to the Pacific Ocean and felt tears of sadness trickling down her face, tears that tasted salty from the sea-air.
She loved the little cabin she and her husband, Randy had rented in Laguna but since they had moved into it she had felt very alone. Randy was almost never home now and Rachael was finding it very difficult to adjust. They had moved out to California from New York City, moved from their tiny tenement apartment on East 11 th Street, away from all the neighbors in the East Village they had shared their hard times with over the five years they had been struggling. They had been much happier then, though, Rachael reflected. Randy was always busy in one off-off Broadway production or another and she had her little boutique, they had a way of life that although it didn't bring them very much money had seemed to bring a lot of happiness.
Finally Randy's big break had come, he did a six month stunt in a play on Broadway to rave reviews and then Hollywood. He was given a very small role in a film but it was enough to convince him that Hollywood was where he belonged. Randy had wanted to live in one of the more fashionable canyons but a friend had loaned them his cabin, rent-free for three months, and it was just too good to turn down.
Rachael hadn't realized though that she would be spending so much of her time at the cabin alone, the daytimes were not bad, she could always swim and sunbathe but the evenings were becoming more and more of a trauma to her. Somewhere deep inside of her she suspected that Randy was making it with other women, perhaps other actresses from the studio he went to everyday, she didn't know for sure but he had been acting very strange of late. And now, his Agent was almost sure that he was going to get a pretty big part in a movie, since yesterday Randy had been tremendously keyed up, "don't you realize honey," he had told her when she had complained of his constant absence from the house, "this could be my big break and then, baby, we're going to move to Beverly Hills and the big time. Big time, Rachael had thought bitterly to herself, if this is anything to go by, never seeing you, always alone, then I just don't want it.
She sighed now and lifting her face to the silver moon begged her to help somehow. She didn't know what it would take to clear things up between she and Randy but she knew that something had to happen quickly, things just weren't alright between them anymore. All the old magic seemed to have gone completely out of their lives.
Rachael heard her husband's car pull up into the driveway of the cabin and she ran back inside, hastily smoothing down her sweater dress and tidying her hair, she wanted to look as sexy and alluring as possible, perhaps tonight they would make love, they hadn't in so long it seemed as Randy was always so tired by the time he got home.
"Hi honey," she heard her husband call out as he came through the front door, "where's my babygirl?"
The young wife came through into the living room and threw herself into her husband's arms, feeling his strong, muscular body enfolding her. She slipped her hands down over his firm buttocks and cupped them in her hands and she trembled with excitement at the nearness of him. She wanted him, especially tonight, she really wanted him. Her entire body ached for the touch of his hands on her breasts and the feeling of his great throbbing cock inside her hungry pussy.
"Oh baby, I'm so tired," Randy murmured into her ear and Rachael felt her heart sink as his words reached her. She was determined however that tonight she would have him and she pressed her body close up against him, wrapping one well-shaped leg around his, kissing his ears and neck wildly. "Oh Randy honey, I've missed you so much," she moaned.
Randy Redford had come home with the idea of throwing himself into bed immediately but he could tell from the state of his wife Rachael that he wasn't going to be able to do that. She was hot, really hot and she wanted him and he knew from past experience that when Rachael wanted him, he just couldn't refuse her. He jerked now as her hand grabbed at his penis, massaging it through his pants and it began to throb insistently despite his exhaustion.
Rachael stuck her tongue in her husband's ear, determined to arouse him further, determined that he wasn't going to slip away into sleep without first satisfying her. "Honey," she whispered into his ear, "let's get all naked and go to bed."
Randy was already aroused and in response to his wife's plea he slid one hand up between her legs, thrusting his finger under the right leg of her panties and massaging the soft moist lips of her quivering pussy and then thrusting his finger inside and prodding against her tiny clitoris.
The blonde-haired wife gasped, feeling as if she was going to have an orgasm then and there-she was so horny and hot she knew it wouldn't take much to make her explode. Oh God! she felt as if she could eat him up, she wanted to take every inch of his huge cock into her mouth and keep it there forever!
Rachael quickly took her husband's hand and pulled him into the bedroom, she sensed that tonight it would be like old times. She didn't know why she had been so worried, she could feel his need for her now and she knew that she had been foolishly worrying about him being with another woman.
Once inside the bedroom she began to pull off her clothes and hungrily feasting upon her husband's body as he did so. Oh God! he was beautiful, she just couldn't wait for him to fuck her. She felt Randy's hand on her breast now and his fingers probing into the soft flesh of her welcoming cunt once again, she knew that she would never want another man this way, Randy was everything she ever needed. She felt herself being swept up now into his strong arms and being carried onto the bed, she felt like a maid of old being taken by a knight and wave after wave of thrilling anticipation began to sweep through her as he laid her tenderly down on the soft mattress. She leaned over him and began to move the yielding skin of his cock up and down gently, letting her hand slide over the glans and caress the now-swollen head of his cock; then she repeated the motion. She wanted him to be harder than he'd ever been when the big moment finally came!
Randy felt his wife's body trembling against his and he shoved his rigid member against her soft fleece-covered pussy as she writhed against him, electrified by his touch.
Her body felt more alive than it had felt in weeks, she had missed his touch so much and now that he was finally caressing her again it felt as if every nerve in her body was trembling with desire. She clung to his massive chest and wrapped her arms around his neck while her hips began a slow, gyrating motion as she ground her pussy against the hardness of his cock. She felt his hand tangling in her blonde pussy hair and then he once again slid his finger inside her cunt, and she began to tremble even more violently at his touch.
"Oh honey more .. . more!" she gasped as he savagely tormented the tiny nub of her clitoris. He was eliciting a monumental arousal in her eagerly responding body with the friction his prodding finger caused, and for a second, she almost wished he would continue until she had an orgasm, she felt she had so many to release!
"Oh . . . you're so good ... that's so good . . ." she moaned, and the words aroused Randy now fully out of his exhausted state.
His turgid cock was throbbing and he squeezed her breast hard, knowing she liked the pain-pleasure.
"Aaaaahhh. .. !" Rachael cried. She felt a stab of guilt as she realized she was experiencing pain, yet she liked it. The passion was building up inside the sleek dampness of her vagina. His fingers scraped mercilessly against the walls of her flooding pussy, going even deeper up inside her sizzling cunt.
Rachael was moaning with delight now. "Oooooooh ... darling ... yes!" she wailed as she felt waves of joy swirling about in her brain.
The lust-driven husband could feel the soft tissues of her pussy engulfing his hand as her body flopped about, out of control. He pushed her backward so that her body was almost under his. His own passions were reaching the boiling point, and he knew that he couldn't hold back much longer; he had to have the relief that fucking her would bring.
God, but she's hot for me! he thought as he caught a glimpse of her lust-filled eyes.
"Oh you feel so good... ssooooooooo good...!" Rachael purred in a deep throaty whisper.
Lust twisted. Randy's handsome face as he gazed down at her lovely body. He enjoyed making love to her, and it aroused him to a fever pitch when she got turned on, so much that he was in a frenzy.
"It's been weeks baby . .." he panted as he withdrew his fingers from her pussy, moving his body so that he could take his rigid cock in his hand, ready to enter her.
Randy felt an unbearable desire, and a wave of pure lust passed over him as he pushed the head of his cock up against her damp pussy lips. Rachael moaned with delight as she felt his cock. In moments now, he would be ramming its full length up into her! Her desire was like a pain that tore her insides loose, and she felt as if she wanted Randy to torture her, treat her like a slut, pound his cock up into her cunt until it hurt beyond belief! She wanted to be completely dominated by him, flattened . . . pounded into nothingness!
Now, her lust-crazed husband put his mouth on hers, and she felt his tongue go deep inside. Rachael writhed her lower body closer to his, wanting to feel his cock inside her. She bit at his tongue, then tangled hers with his as he gradually began to push his huge cock up into her hungry cunt. She was so damp that it slid in easily, burrowing into her nest, stretching the elastic walls of her vagina as it sank deeper and deeper up into her hot, eager body! "Oh . . . Randy ... Randy, darling ... more ... all of you!" Rachael gasped as her fingernails began to rake his back. She felt absolutely wild, her long legs went up around his strong back and she pulled him closer to her with her calves.
This was heaven! This was what no other woman had ever felt! This was Randy-fucking her! Randy was riding her roughly now, using all his strength, receiving a lusty satisfaction as he felt his cock come up against the walls of her cunt, bringing cries of joyous satisfaction from her.
She writhed beneath him, wanting every last inch of his cock as it slammed relentlessly up into her vagina, and she moaned her pleasure as her nails continued to claw at her husband's back. Oh God! She was in seventh heaven!
Randy knew he couldn't hold back his orgasm much longer. He had been in need of her, exactly like this, hungry and eager, for too long. He began to speed his strokes into her cunt, gasping with the strenuous effort. Rachael's ravenous body begged for more with each movement, and sensing that Randy was approaching his climax, she abandoned all control. Her body was under complete control of her sexual desires, thrusting, bucking, writhing and moaning as she felt the beginnings of a giant orgasm forming inside her loins.
Randy quickly changed positions, pulling her legs up over his shoulders, supporting her buttocks with his hands, literally pounding her hot cunt over his rigidly throbbing cock. His cock went even deeper up into her slanted pussy, and as he saw the half-dazed look in Rachael's eyes, Randy knew that she was ready. With a groan of abandon, he let his body go, launching into a series of deep, rapid thrusts that touched the very bottom of her cunt! With each stroke, Rachael moaned in joy as she underwent a series of minor but delicious little orgasms. But she held back the big one, knowing that it was going to be the greatest she'd ever known. She wondered suddenly if perhaps it wasn't worth it giving up sex with Randy for so long, for the pure lust-filled delight that he was now bringing to her.
She felt his hot sperm begin to shoot up into her cunt, and she strove desperately to reach that beautiful apex of emotion that spelled utter delight. She felt panic set in as she realized that Randy was now almost motionless and that his cock was already becoming flaccid. She couldn't lose out on this glorious moment! She'd climb the walls if she didn't cum! But Randy's deflated cock slipped from her unsatisfied cunt and Rachael inwardly sobbed as she realized that he had past the point of no return.
She could hardly believe what was happening, within seconds of pumping her full of his white hot semen, Randy was snoring beside her, totally oblivious of her anguished and unfilled needs.
The distraught young wife tried to fight back the tears that struggled to escape from her, she fought and finally lost as they flooded her face, great tears of utter exhaustion and pain. To have come so close and to have failed to reach orgasm was more than she could bear.
The anguished young wife pulled her legs together and clenched them tightly in an effort to contain the desires that still throbbed deeply within her hungry pussy but she couldn't. She had to have satisfaction .. . she had to .. . and even if she had to give it to herself she would have to do it!
Her hand crept down her trembling body now to the soft folds of flesh that were hidden beneath the wetly matted tufts of her pubic hair, and her finger slid inside her pussy lips, seeking and finding the unsatisfied nub of her clitoris. A delightful feeling came over her, leaping from her quivering mound to rush past her belly and over the taut nipples of her breasts.
Her fingers moved smoothly over her aching pussy, she massaged the nub of flesh that was her seat of pleasure and excitedly manipulated the sensitive areas on either side of it.
She wondered vaguely if her husband would wake up but his snores told her that he was dead to the world and her breath came in jagged spurts now as she fingered her pussy faster and faster, Her other hand joined in now and her trembling fingers probed deeper and deeper into her aching cunt, in and out, over and under, around and around until her body was writhing and twisting from side to side wildly. Her buttocks began to undulate up off the bed now in an effort to ride along with her fingers.
She could feel the mounting frenzy of her orgasm now and she knew that she would reach completion, she just had to, she couldn't miss satisfaction twice in one evening.
Suddenly it was there and bursting from her body in a hot flood of passion that racked her very soul. Her body began to spasm now with the power of her arousal and she felt total and utter abandonment!
It was over as quickly as it had come and then a feeling of humiliation and revulsion for the act committed swept over her. She felt conflict within her breast, one part of her knew that she had needed the satisfaction so desperately that she couldn't possibly have slept without it and the other part of her felt total humiliation and degradation. She turned then to her snoring husband and angrily clenched her teeth, "you fucker.. ." she muttered under her breath, "you selfish fucker, all you cared about was yourself, your precious orgasm, you didn't give a damn about me ... not a damn . ..!" she sobbed, beating the pillows with her fists and allowing the tears to flow freely from her eyes, "you just didn't give a damn about me!"
CHAPTER TWO
Randy and Rachael Redford had spent a pretty silent breakfast, Randy was vaguely aware that Rachael was pretty uptight with him from the previous evening but he couldn't understand, as far as he was concerned they had had a great fucking session before he went to sleep. He was a coward too, he just didn't want to open anything up that would hold him in the house any longer than he needed to. He had a luncheon appointment with his agent and a movie producer, a very important movie producer, one who could make all the difference in his life, the difference between success and failure. He was one of the top men in Hollywood and Randy Redford didn't want to do anything that would interfere with his meeting him on time. He very carefully didn't mention anything that would lead the conversation around to the previous evening, in fact he hardly talked at all.
* * *
After a while Randy left the house and Rachael dressed for her luncheon appointment. She was having lunch with an old actress friend of theirs from New York, Sandra Deeson. Sandra and her husband Buddy had moved from New York a year ago when Buddy had gotten a Hollywood contract, they were now totally in the swim of movieland and Sandra had been extremely comforting and helpful to Rachael since they had moved out to L.A.
Sandra Deeson was a good ten years older than Rachael and had seen a lot more of the world than she had, her advice was always so helpful, although Rachael promised herself that she wouldn't confide in Sandra about her problem with Randy.
They had decided to lunch at El Capitan on Sunset Strip and Rachael arrived a little late and breathless. Sandra was already seated at a table sipping a long, tall drink, looking very elegant and poised and totally at home in the glamorous surroundings.
They had only been chatting for five minutes when Sandra realized that something was really troubling Rachael, she sensed that it would be difficult for her to talk about it also but she knew she'd have to try to wrench it out of her young friend.
"Something bothering you Rachael honey?" she inquired casually.
"Whatever makes you think that Sandra?"
"Oh I don't know, perhaps it's the way you just downed that drink, like there was no tomorrow or something. Why don't you tell sister Sandra about it, you know how good I am in such situations."
"Nothing's really wrong, I just feel confused."
"Which means that something is wrong between you and Randy, come-on spit it out," the older woman said persuasively.
Rachael drank her second gin and tonic rapidly and brooded over whether she should confide in Sandra or not, she felt so guilty talking about her marital problems.
"I think I would be right in saying that it has something to do with Randy, right?"
"How did you guess?" said Rachael creasing her brow.
"I'm an old married lady, remember? And I've been in Hollywood a little longer than you."
The young wife thought now of how it had been since she had arrived in Hollywood. It was as if on the drive from New York, the closer they got to L.A. the further apart she and Randy had become. She thought also of the numerous times she had tried to talk with Randy about his constant absence from the house and on more than one occasion he had exploded and left the house. "Listen you fucking bitch," he had screamed at her, "you might have been content to live in that filthy little tenement in New York City and sell tacky clothes to hippies and to see me in off-broadway productions but it just wasn't good enough for me. I want the big time baby, the big time and if it means that I hang around the Strip and the Studios then that's what I'm going to do. I'll stop at nothing now to make it. .. do you hear?"
Rachael tried to explain now to Sandra how things just hadn't been the same between she and Randy since they'd hit Hollywood, how he almost never made love to her anymore and when he did, it wasn't all that satisfactory.
The lunch came then and the two women ate in silence, after a while Sandra said quietly, "well at least you used to have great sex, some of us haven't had that with our husbands in years."
"I don't quite understand you Sandra," the young woman said in puzzled tones.
"Listen honey, this is a dog-eat-dog world, by the time your old man gets back to you, he's a little used, if you know what I mean. The big fat dollar buys many an idealistic artist Rachael and you'll just have to make your own adjustments."
Rachael's large brown eyes widened, "what do you mean Sandra?"
"Well darling, what's good enough for the goose is good enough for the gander."
"Sandra are you suggesting to me that Randy's sleeping with other women?"
"Well, if he's not now, he soon will be. Believe me, I know, this is Hollywood. And more than one actor has been given a role because he slept with the right producer's wife. Oh don't look so choked Rachael, it happens by the hour around here."
"I don't believe you," Rachael gasped.
"Not now you don't but you will, believe me," the older woman smiled wisely, "and you'll get tired of masturbation after a while and want to have a real, live man to fuck."
"Another man other than Randy, oh I couldn't... I just couldn't Sandra."
"Never say that honey, you just don't know what you'll do, especially here in Hollywood. You just don't know. If Randy keeps this up, you're going to need a man and there are plenty of loose studs around here, especially for a girl as young and beautiful as you. You'll get tired of staying home and watching TV or having lunch with your girlfriend etc... . you'll reach the point that most of my other friends have reached . . . believe me. Especially when you read the papers and hear about Randy being out with other women. I've been through it this last year I can tell you."
"Oh God! I just don't want to hear anymore," sobbed Rachael quietly. "I don't believe that Randy would do that."
"Well, maybe you'll be lucky. Let's hope so for your sake Rachael... let's hope so. Oh damn ... look at the time, I've got to meet a friend. You know what I mean," the older woman smiled lewdly, winking her large blue eyes at the younger woman.
"Oh ... yes ... yes," stammered Rachael, too embarrassed to fully look her friend in the face. "I'll pick up the tab."
"Thanks darling, call me soon, uh... and remember what I said . . . think about it."
* * *
As Rachael Redford watched Sandra leave the restaurant she suddenly wondered if anything was sacred anymore. She had always thought that Sandra and Buddy had a good solid marriage and now she had found out that it was rotten and leaky like an old tub. I wonder how long it will be before my marriage is like that, she thought sadly to herself. She just couldn't get the picture out of her mind of her husband's angry face as he had stormed out of the house. A few more quarrels like that, she thought ruefully to herself, and it won't be long ... it won't be long at all.
CHAPTER THREE
Rachael had arrived back in Laguna to see Randy's car parked in the yard and her heart had brightened considerably, it had been so long since he'd been home for supper that suddenly she thought that perhaps a new regime had set in.
Randy was in the shower and as he heard her enter the bedroom he called out to her, "Rachael where have you been, get yourself together quickly, we've been invited to Harry Gilman's house for a big party."
"Who's Harry Gilman, Randy?" she enquired nervously.
"Only the biggest movie producer in Hollywood, I had lunch with him today and he invited us to this party tonight. Oh honey, Harry Gilman is my big chance. He's thinking of using a virtually unknown for his next flick and he's really hot for me. We've got to make a good impression tonight, I want you to look your sexiest, I hear he's hot for blondes."
Rachael Redford stiffened when she heard her husband's remark and muttered to herself that he must think she was a whore or something. Oh God! she gasped to herself, is it starting already!
An hour later, sitting in miserable silence, Rachael stared out of the car window in dismay. She felt very uncomfortable going to a big Hollywood party, she had never been to one before and if they were anything like the cast parties in New York City she knew she wasn't going to like it. She never felt good in crowds, especially with actors; they all seemed to vain and clever, she just didn't know what to say.
She looked absolutely stunning and she knew it. She was wearing a very low cut, black velvet dress. She looked absolutely stunning in black, it really showed off the delicacy of her skin and this particular dress had a plunging neckline which did everything to reveal her voluptuous breasts and cleavage. Randy had insisted she wear it. She looked over at her husband now in his tux, he looked like a million dollars and she knew that she was a lucky woman to have such a handsome husband. She groaned inwardly when she thought of all the beautiful women that were probably going to ogle him at the party, almost not aware of the sensation that she would produce herself.
A butler opened the door and immediately a large, attractive man in his early fifties bounded up to them. He had grey curly hair that must have been quite black at one time and a pair of penetratingly deep blue eyes. "Randy, so glad you could come and, oh come on Randy, don't tell me this is Mrs. Redford ... where have you been hiding her. . . she's absolutely gorgeous," the older man beamed, taking Rachael's hand and kissing it gallantly.
"Mr. Gilman, may I introduce you to my wife Rachael," Randy beamed proudly.
As the older man leaned over Rachael's hand she couldn't help but be aware of how much he was staring at her firm white breasts as they spilled out of her softly clinging black velvet dress, she felt his desire for her oozing out of his very pores.
The young wife looked away in order to escape the older man's penetrating gaze.
"I hide her away at home mostly Mr. Gilman," Randy said nervously now, wondering why it was having such a strong effect on him to see another man ogling his beautiful wife. I mustn't be a fool, Randy thought to himself, if Rachael's beautiful body can get me a movie contract. .. why not let it!
Rachael was suddenly aware that the older man had been holding her hand and bending over her for a long time and she motioned to him to let go of her.
Harry Gilman blushed a little, he hadn't .realized how completely captivated he had been by Randy Redford's young and beautiful wife but he knew immediately that he would have to have her. Whenever a young woman of such obvious beauty and quality came into his life he always wanted them and he always got them ... he knew that his money and his power could get him whatever he wanted.
"Well, well, I must attend to the rest of my guests Randy, I'll talk to you later... and you my dear," he smiled at Rachael and patted her hand once again. "You're welcome to my home, very welcome," he said meaningfully.
"Oh wow honey, you really impressed the big man .. . that's good ... that's really good!"
"Oh for heaven's sake Randy, I'm not a piece of merchandise. You're revolting do you know that, totally revolting."
"Ummm... I wonder if you'll think that when I'm covering you with mink and diamonds."
"Oh really Randy, I don't want those things, you know that."
"You don't but I do, and I'm going to have the money to buy them, believe me," he scowled, creasing his handsome young face darkly.
Just then Rachael felt her arm being pulled around and she discovered Sandra Deeson grinning at her. She turned back to her husband to tell him that Sandra and Buddy were at the party and discovered that he had disappeared into the crowd ... she suddenly felt very alone.
"Isn't that just like a husband," Sandra chirped up, "here one moment, gone the next. Buddy did just the same thing to me. Well, don't let it stop you from having a great time at this party, oh look, there's a waiter with some champagne, let's get drunk, it's so much fun."
The two young women drank their champagne in silence, Rachael staring off into the crowd in an effort to catch sight of Randy.
"Don't bother Rachael, I'm sure he's lost for the evening just like Buddy. Have fun yourself, it's the only way. One thing I'll say for Hollywood parties, there's everything here. Especially the Gilman parties, they give the best. Have you met Alice Gilman yet, she's a stunning redhead, was Alice Montford before she married Gilman, a hot starlet. She doesn't bother with that now though, this is all the stage she needs," Sandra smiled surveying the glittering chandeliers and the sweeping staircase with hungry eyes, "boy what I'd give to own this house."
"Sandra I'm going to look for Randy," Rachael pouted.
"I wouldn't if I were you," warned Sandra, "I make a policy of never looking for Buddy, I just let him look for me. That way I don't bust anything up that he has going, it keeps our marriage together that way."
"Well I'm sure that Randy isn't doing anything here," Rachael said shocked.
"Honey one thing for sure, you just never know at a Hollywood party."
"Well I need some fresh air Sandra, I'll see you in a while," Rachael said, picking up another glass of champagne as she made her way through the crowded room to the French doors on the other side of the room.
Rachael Redford finally made her way through the room and out through the French windows, she gulped in the fresh air from outside and breathed deeply in an attempt to clear her lungs. She had never smoked cigarettes and they always bothered her so much. She closed her eyes now and felt the warm night air on her eyelids and could smell the ocean with her sensitive nostrils. She looked off into the darkness, there seemed to be a nice sweeping lawn and suddenly she felt an urge to walk on the soft grass. She slipped off her shoes and walked into the night.
She had only gone a few feet when she heard sounds in the shrubbery off to her right, she looked over to see two figures locked in each other's arms. She could hardly believe it, what a risk to take so close to the house, the man's hands were under the woman's dress and they were writhing in a passionate embrace. The woman had long flowing red hair and Rachael caught her breath and wondered if it could possibly have been Harry Oilman's wife but then she dismissed the idea as being impossible.
She stood quietly, knowing that she should probably walk away but finding herself not being able to quite do so. She found herself taken up with the passion of their embrace and the wildness of their abandon and then suddenly she felt her whole body spasm as the man turned over and she looked directly into the face of her husband Randy. No! it just couldn't be ... she must be dreaming... it must be a bad nightmare or something. She watched in horror and repulsion as her husband's hand played with the woman's now naked breasts, then his mouth crushed against hers, his hand went up her dress and as he pulled the soft material up Rachael could see that she wasn't wearing any panties.
She felt so strange, she knew she should have stopped them but she found that she couldn't and she found that in an odd kind of way she was being turned on by the sight. Then she gasped as she saw her husband Randy pull out his enormously throbbing cock and plunge it all the way into her waiting pussy, suddenly she could stand it no longer and she turned and fled back towards the house.
She ran right into the waiting arms of Sandra Deeson, she grabbed her shoes and allowed the older woman to lead her back into the house and into a small room off the main living room. It was library with great comfortable chairs and Rachael stumbled into one of them and began to sob uncontrollably.
The older woman poured Rachael a large drink and handed it to her, "Here drink this, you'll feel better. I had a sense something was wrong, I saw Randy go out of the house with Alice Gilman and you don't have to tell me what they're up to out there ... I have a fertile imagination, I can guess."
"Alice Gilman ... but-but why?"
"Why . . . because she's the wife of the most powerful man in Hollywood and because he allows her to do that sort of thing, it seems they have some kind of agreement because he's no angel either. They're birds of a feather believe me."
"What can I do?"
"Nothing. If you know what's good for you, keep your mouth shut. I've been through this too."
"You!"
"Yes, how do you think Buddy got where he is, not without my help_ either.. . Harry Gilman's a damn good fuck!"
"Oh Sandra!" the younger woman gasped.
"I want you to know how it is baby, this is Hollywood remember. Don't be surprised if Harry Gilman doesn't call you up tomorrow and invite you out to lunch and whatever else he can get."
"Oh no ... oh no, what's happening to me," sobbed the young wife.
"You're growing up Rachael and you're finding out that it's a big bad world, so you'd better make the best of it. Now come on, dry-, your tears, put on your best face and come back to the party. Remember, it's all a big game so you'd better learn how to play it and Rule No. 1 is that a wounded wife never reveals her pain to anyone, other than her closest friends and especially not at a party. So chin up my girl, you'd better learn how to act happy, you'll be doing a lot of it if you stay in Hollywood, believe me ... a lot of acting."
CHAPTER FOUR
Rachael Redford could hardly believe it, but just as Sandra had predicted Harry Gilman had called her up that very morning to invite her to lunch. She had accepted the invitation, not knowing quite why but somehow feeling that it was some sort of revenge on Randy.
She had dressed very carefully, making sure that the dress she wore was sexy and alluring without being too outrageous. She had chosen a silk print that clung to her curvaceous body in all the right places and showed off her voluptuous breasts perfectly. She wanted to excite Harry Gilman now, she wanted to see how far he would go and how far she would go. After spending a silent night with Randy, looking at his innocent looking face and knowing that he had fucked Alice Gilman, something had snapped inside of her and suddenly she wanted to beat him at his own game ... she just didn't care anymore suddenly about being a loyal young wife ... nothing seemed to matter out here in Hollywood ... nothing was sacred.
She walked in Le Colony, the most exclusive restaurant in Los Angeles and immediately was led to a private booth tucked away in the back of the restaurant, she was expected, obviously Harry Gilman was well known there.
Harry Gilman rose when she neared the table and complimented her on her beauty. Rachael sat quickly and immediately felt at home with the older man, he just has a way with women, she thought to herself.
Lunch was a very agreeable affair and when Harry Gilman suggested that they continue their conversation in his private suite upstairs she readily agreed, knowing full well what it was that he wanted. She felt very loose and free from the drinks and she felt like hurting Randy somehow, this way was the only way she could think of, to give herself to another man.
Fifteen minutes later, seated comfortably on a couch and sipping a large snifter of Brandy, Rachael Redford was quite aware that she was having an alarming effect on Harry Gilman. His eyes were burning into her body hungrily and she didn't flinch at all when she felt his hand touching her thigh through the silkiness of her dress. It felt good to her, she didn't reveal herself to him however but calmly sipped her brandy as if nothing was happening. Then she felt his hand slip under her dress and gently rub up and down her thigh, drawing ever nearer to her already burning pussy. She knew now with every fibre of her being that she wanted him to touch her there! She needed it!
Suddenly the picture of her husband Randy shoving his giant cock into Alice Gilman's pussy flashed in her mind. Yes... by God she would make him pay for that!
She felt the older man pulling her into his arms now and she felt a burst of passion flicker up her hungry thighs and she eagerly began to tongue his mouth, deeper and deeper into his mouth. She vaguely realized that everything was happening so much faster than she had anticipated it would but somehow it didn't matter!
Neither did she think she would go all the way with Harry Gilman but even that didn't seem to matter to her now as his hand massaged her aching breast and he quickly and deftly exposed her quivering nipples. He bent and hungrily kissed each nipple, then he began to suck one of them eagerly. Rachael couldn't contain herself and began to tremble violently at the older man's expert touch.
Suddenly his other hand was sliding up her damp thighs and as his fingers sought and found the opening of her pussy lips and went on up inside her cunt, she actually groaned with delight.
She had no choice, she couldn't control the desire that was surging through her body now .. . she wanted him, she wanted him to fuck her madly.
It all seemed a dream to her though until suddenly she felt him pulling at her clothes and then she realized what she was doing and panic started to rise in her throat. "No, no," she sobbed, tugging at her clothing, "Please I've changed my mind."
"Too late now baby, you've got me too aroused to stop," the older man grinned lewdly, "come on let's go into the bedroom."
The young wife hesitated and yet she knew that she wanted to feel his cock plunging into her belly and driving his white hot semen home to her but still she felt suddenly afraid. "I don't do this kind of thing Harry, it's not like me," she cried.
"I know, I have that effect on a lot of women but they never walk out on me, especially when I've got them this aroused .. . come on Rachael you want me, you know it and if you're smart you'll see that this has everything to do with Randy's chances of starring in my new movie. You're not a fool Rachael and I'm the boss, the big man around here, remember that."
It was then that Rachael finally admitted to herself that she had come to the restaurant to do this very thing, she was drawn like a piece of steel to a magnet and she couldn't quit now ... she just couldn't. She realized that in essence Harry Gilman was at this moment blackmailing her with Randy's career but she also realized that it was absolutely true what he was saying and she didn't think she could possibly deny her ambitious husband the opportunity to make it in Hollywood. Besides Sandra Deeson had done it, and God knows how many other movie wives. Suddenly she became aware of Harry Gilman's body grinding against hers again and a perverse pleasure began to form in her mind. She could satisfy her own needs and at the same time get even with Randy-even though she was actually doing him a favor by assuring him of getting the movie role.
She couldn't help it either, it actually felt good to have the older man's cock rubbing against her. His tongue ravaged her mouth, and she began to return his kiss and she started to rub her body lewdly against his. She suddenly felt her emotions going out of control, and she bit his lips and tongue wildly, writhing in her need for sexual release.
Harry's hand left her pussy and he groped for her breast, unconsciously doing the one thing that turned her up to a fever pitch, and he tweaked the nipple savagely. It sent shooting pains and indescribable pleasure through her body, and Rachael moaned with delight and animal lust.
"Aaaahhh...." she moaned, and the raw lust in her body seemed to sear through her pores and explode in the room.
Quickly the older man began to shed his clothes and Rachael's eyes were drawn irresistibly to his huge cock. It was much longer and fatter than Randy's and her cunt began to quiver with the 'desire to have it plunged full-length up into her. All thought of resisting had gone and the older man could sense that as he took his rigid cock in his hand and held it out to her.
"Like it, baby?" he asked, drooling. "Mmmmmmm ... it's enormous," was all she could say.
"Let's get into the bedroom quick, I can't wait much longer," he commanded and carrying the young woman in he placed her on the large King Sized bed where she lay with her legs widely spread, enjoying the look that came to his face as he gaped at her wide-open cunt! Rachael felt obscene and wanton and she loved it and she couldn't take her eyes off his out-size penis, she wanted it to sear into her hot flesh so badly she could almost taste it.
The older man crawled up on the bed beside her now his mouth immediately fastening on her nipple and she cupped her breasts to give him even greater access to her firm, white breasts. He moved from one breast to the other while his hand played with her pussy.
"Open your legs wider, baby, I want to lick that precious pussy of yours," he groaned. Rachael obeyed his command, she no longer cared about anything but the satiation of her desires and as he fucked her with his finger in and out she began to writhe and squeal on the bed with obvious delight. She could hardly wait for his plunging cock to enter her so full of pleasure was she now.
"Oh baby, I can't wait much longer," the older man groaned and Rachael grabbed his head in an effort to communicate her own impatience to him. This was the first time she had cuckolded her husband and she was anxious to feel his cock inside of her. She reached down now and grabbed his turgid cock and began to squeeze it between her hungry hands, she liked the way it felt, the way it jumped at her touch.
Harry Gilman loved it, he liked to know that a woman wanted his cock inside of her, it added fire to his already bloated ego and he loved it.
"You are going to be fucked like you've never been fucked before, baby," he boasted.
The blonde haired wife knew that he was speaking the truth before he even fucked her, she knew that everyone with a cock the size of his had to be a great fuck. She wasn't even aware of Randy's career now all she could think of was having his cock inside her . . . inside her soon!
She could tell that his control was lessening and as he began to bite her breasts savagely she lifted her buttocks up off the bed and began to vibrate her entire body, writhing and squirming in wanton abandonment. She was like a wild animal now, nothing remained of the woman who had entered the restaurant only an hour ago. She absolutely adored the savage way he was biting her breasts, while his fingers were digging deeply into the tender flesh of her pussy, grappling for the nub of flesh that was the root of her passion. She was completely at his will now and he knew it, it almost seemed that he was taking his time and she knew that he was overwhelmed at the beauty of her body. "You're the one who should be a movie star," he gloated as his eyes roamed hungrily up and down the curves of the long blonde haired wife's voluptuous body. "You're beyond even Venus, baby," he groaned.
He took his rigid penis now in his hand and mounted her writhing body. His cock jumped wildly as it contacted her smooth, damp flesh and he felt her taut nipples pressing into his hairy chest. His lust grew by the second. "God . .. you're the most desirable woman I've ever seen ..." he ground out.
The lust-crazed movie-producer was pressing his swollen cock-head against the eager lips of her pussy now, and she spread her legs wider to take his monstrous rod up inside her. Harry's tongue was laving her lips, trying to penetrate the depths, and she bit at it savagely, enjoying his grunt of pain. She felt his rock-hard penis begin to enter the slippery interior of her cunt, and she started to facilitate his penetration. Rachael was too aroused now to enjoy the preliminaries, she wanted to get right to it, she wanted the feel of his swollen cock so deep inside her that it would feel as if it were coming out her throat!
Suddenly the older man began to ram his cock up into her with wild abandon, each stroke plunging it's full length deep into her hot, slippery vagina. He put one of his strong hands on her breasts, massaging it roughly, tweaking the nipple, then kneading the soft mound of flesh in his fingers and palm, and every move he made seemed to drive Rachael to the heights of passion.
Her husband was completely forgotten in her race for sexual fulfillment. This was a real man fucking her, not a little boy!
"Your tits are fabulous baby," he mouthed into her open mouth.
Rachael was beginning to ache for orgasm now and she increased her thrusting motions, trying to keep his loins in constant contact with her clitoris.
He began to pound into her wildly now, without mercy, not caring what her responses were. She was driving him to a frenzy that could only be stilled the moment he shot his hot sperm deeply into her palpitating cunt. He plunged his cock to the very hilt now, feeling his testicles slapping against her buttocks at the culmination of each stroke.
Rachael was conscious of a deep shooting pain each time his cock ripped into her cervix, and she wondered if a man could actually split a woman open. But the overall lusty joys she was feeling overcame all pain and she groaned with pleasure with each thrust.
A blanket of utter sensuality seemed to engulf them both now and they hardly seemed aware of the other, so intense was their own pleasure. At last the blonde-haired wife screamed, "Yes... Harry, oh yes... I... oh... wonderful! Just keep on fucking me this way!" She knew she was babbling, not making any sense as his blood-engorged cock continued to slam into her and she felt his tongue plunge deeply into her mouth as unmercifully as his cock was ravaging her.
Harry Gilman could hardly believe what he was experiencing, he had fucked a lot of women in his time but this bitch was the hottest yet. He knew that he couldn't hold back his orgasm more than a few more seconds and he wanted to make the most of these last few moments as he drove his steel-hard cock into her secret parts.
"Oh God! it's so wonderful," groaned Rachael as she felt her own juices bubbling wildly inside her and she could feel the first jerking of her clitoris that signalled her oncoming climax. She arched her back and let out a piercing scream as she felt her orgasm burst out of her control, and her lower body began to jerk spasmodically, responding only to the now rapid hammering of Harry's pile-driving cock inside her. She felt the first hot jets of sperm as they splashed against her cervix, and then began to fill the void of her cunt. Her own juices bubbled forth, intermingling with his cum, and each time he thrust into her, it was as if a star were bursting inside her vagina.
Harry Gilman wanted to give her the best orgasm she had ever had, his ego had to prove to him that he was the best, the greatest! His fiery sperm seemed to spurt endlessly up into her pussy, and he knew that she had launched into her own orgasm by the way her inner walls were convulsed.
The wantonly abandoned pair peaked together now, their bodies riding the wave of their joint orgasm, in harmony writhing and thrusting against the giant bed until they were spent and collapsed in an exhausted pile and silence took over.
* * *
Rachael Redford felt more exhilarated than she had felt in years, she had wanted this man to fuck her, she had wanted him and it had nothing to do with the fact that he was a prime mover in her husband's career and her own welfare. Something deep inside of her had wanted this experience for herself and herself alone. She knew, somewhere inside her, that she was nothing better than a whore now, she had told herself she didn't care, somehow, she didn't know why, she didn't care. She felt no resentment against the older man, he had exalted her and she loved it... she had never been fucked so royally in her life and certainly her husband Randy had never been able to satisfy her fully this way... she was at peace with the world.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Champagne, my dear?" Rachael suddenly heard Harry Gilman inquire as he lifted up the telephone to ring for room service, "nothing but the best for you," he smiled lasciviously.
"I love champagne Harry, how did you guess," Rachael answered, truly enjoying all the attention that the older man was giving to her. She knew that she had headed into this affair with the idea of revenge but she realized now that she was actually beginning to enjoy herself, it had been so long since Randy had paid any attention to her and Harry Gilman was reminding her of what she had been missing. She felt like a Queen sitting on a velvet cushion with the whole world at her feet. "I'd like to take a shower though first Harry, do you have a robe for me to wear?"
"Plenty in the closet, my dear," the older man replied, dialing the telephone for room service.
As Rachael opened the closet in Harry Gilman's bedroom, she fully realized that she was not the only woman he had entertained there, not only were there robes to fit her but robes of all sizes, she selected a very sexy red chiffon robe that fell in frills to the floor.
As the young wife closed the bedroom door behind her and entered the bathroom she began to be aware of sounds coming from the other side of the room and she realized that the bathroom was placed between two bedrooms, of course she murmured to herself, that's where the other door from the living room led to.
She leaned up against the door and was both horrified and not surprised at all to hear her husband Randy's voice and Harry Gilman's wife Alice. She heard her husband's unmistakable voice saying clearly. "You're so lovely,.. . such a sweet, sexy body, Alice. You were made for loving by a man like me." Then Rachael heard the sounds of him sucking lustily at her breasts, and she pictured him licking and nibbling at the fleshy mound, knowing that his hands must be busy elsewhere.
She wondered vaguely if her husband would discover her with Harry Gilman but then dismissed the thought as she realized he was far too busy in the bedroom to worry about anything else.
She felt so hurt, so lonely and abandoned and yet she knew that she deserved it all, after all she had just let Harry Gilman fuck and suck her royally in the very next room. Where will this all lead us, she thought to herself sadly as she realized that her marriage to Randy had taken a very strange turning since they had come to Hollywood.
* * *
Meanwhile Randy, in the other bedroom, was pulling Alice Gilman down on the bed beside him, his hands lightly caressing her body from top to bottom. His hands trailed over her quivering breasts and as he felt the dampness of her pussy and his fingers brushed the lips of her cunt, he felt his cock begin to throb insistently against the material of his pants.
He suddenly gripped her firm buttocks in both hands, pulling her closer to him, kissing her passionately and murmuring words of endearment into her mouth through the kiss as their tongues lashed at each other's.
Rachael could hardly stand it, she felt as though she wanted to tear the wall down. She felt Harry Gilman at the back of her now and as she turned she saw that he was grinning lewdly, obviously he enjoyed the sounds of his wife being made love to by another man. She realized that he was becoming aroused now also as she felt his cock begin to throb insistently against her and she too felt her love juices begin to ooze from her moistened cunt.
Then she heard the sound of a zipper being opened in the next room and she heard Alice Gilman gasp as she obviously drank in the size of Randy's cock.
Alice Gilman felt the love-liquid begin to seep from the end of her lover's cock and with expert stokes she began to push and pull the skin of his penis so that it covered the head, then peeled back to make the cock-head seem more swollen than ever. She became wildly aroused by the feel of it throbbing in her hand and she was already envisioning how wonderful it would feel stuck up inside her vagina. She felt Randy begin to play with her breast again and she winced under his glorious touch. Her hand on his burgeoning cock was maddening him and he moved his mouth to hers, licking her lips and her tongue, moving downward over her neck to her breasts, releasing her nipples and sucking and nibbling at them in a furious, lusty attack.
Alice Gilman felt that she would cum any moment, she had never experienced orgasm before from just having her tits sucked but Randy Redford was bringing her dangerously close to it. She flailed her auburn hair on the pillow and invited him with her mysterious green eyes to give her everything that he had. She shifted her well rounded buttocks on the bed and felt an insane desire now to fuck wildly and she wished that he would shed all his clothes. Almost as if he could read her mind, Randy Redford began to peel off his clothes rapidly until he was as naked as she was.
"Oh Randy," she groaned, "I can't wait, don't tease me too long. I want it.. . I want that lovely cock inside me. Fuck me darling ... fuck me hard and deep . .. fuck me now!"
This was all that Randy had been waiting for and suddenly he realized that he had her complete under his control. He felt an insane desire to suck huge mouthfuls of her cuntal flesh into his mouth, hurting it, biting it... making it bleed, then soothing it, kissing it gently. He slid down her body licking at her flesh, plunging his tongue into her navel, laving her soft belly and finally, licking at the wet, hot lips of her cunt!
Alice had spread her legs wide to allow him free access to her vagina. He looked hungrily at the sight of her parted sex before him, the pink interior peeking out at him temptingly from between the surrounding soft auburn hair, and the white smooth thighs extended to welcome him. He took a deep breath and hungrily plunged his mouth down over the spread cunt, his tongue quickly darting inside as his fingers spread her quivering pussy wider. His probing extended middle finger went inside, groping for her elusive clitoris. She gasped as his tongue went deep inside her, writhing like a serpent inside her burning cunt. She felt dizzy as the cool wetness of his mouth met the fire of her hot cunt, probing every tiny corner, bringing her to a peak of frantic desire that she couldn't resist, and she knew she wouldn't be able to last much longer without fainting or having an orgasm.
"Suck me good Randy honey," she begged, "suck my whole cunt into your mouth. I love it!" she groaned and writhed wildly as his tongue seemed to touch the very depths of her cunt.
Randy groaned with pleasure as he tried desperately to reach every recess of her steaming cunt with his tongue tip . .. unaware that his wife was only a few feet away, her ear pressed to the door panel, taking in every word and sound, while her face had the look of a stricken woman.
It was all much worse than she could have imagined, Rachael Redford was being brought to an alarming state of reality as she heard her husband giving Alice Gilman such intense pleasure. Harry Gilman couldn't listen any longer, his own desire had been aroused too much again, he knew that he had to be satisfied by the trembling woman at his side and he grasped her body and quickly began to strip off the negligee she was wearing.
Rachael tried to protest but she was almost in a dazed, dreamlike state, her attention was fully focused on the sounds coming from the other room and she almost didn't realize that the older man was undressing her.
She began to sob softly now, muffling the sound with her hand. The aroused older man began to massage her breasts once again, tweaking the nipples, remembering how wildly the young woman before him had responded to that the first time they had made love. At first, Rachael hardly noticed, but as she felt his huge penis nestling between the round orbs of her firm buttocks, moving slowly and surely in towards her anus, she came alive to her surroundings and his presence.
The blonde-haired wife felt a vague arousal beginning as the tip of his cock brushed lightly against her nakedly exposed little asshole and his steady manipulation of her nipples was eliciting a strong erotic response. She felt a strangely familiar rebellion rise inside her. She wanted to throw off all her inhibitions and just give way to the demands of her own sensual being. To hell with Randy! The bastard!
"Want me again, honey," Harry whispered. He was beginning to wonder if Rachael was ready for an anal fuck, she seemed ready for anything and she was relaxing now a little. He removed his hand from one of her breasts and used it to guide the swollen head of his cock up into the soft resilient flesh of her anus, giving a slight push to penetrate it.
"Get lost, you bastard," Rachael suddenly whispered between clenched teeth, "I'm not a dog."
"Maybe not, but you're hot," he snapped, "come on baby, you might as well have a good time, your husband certainly is. How about a blow job. Wouldn't it feel good to have my cock shoved down your throat."
Rachael was startled at the idea of him putting his cock into her mouth, but she felt a twinge of passion tickle her vagina at the thought and maybe even of him licking her pussy.
The older man pulled her to the softly carpeted bathroom floor, half-pinning her body beneath him as he wildly sucked at her tongue, and then his mouth moved downward and began to suck one nipple, while his fingers groped roughly for her pussy. He inserted his fingers and began to pinch and massage her clitoris, and within a few seconds, Rachael found herself returning his sloppy kiss! She knew she wanted him to fuck her again, but she didn't want the other things he was suggesting. She had enjoyed his fucking to the limit, and she was in a mood for more-especially when she heard the voices from the other room. "Oh Randy," she heard Alice Gilman groan, "I wish you could eat me alive!"
Harry Gilman spread Rachael's legs wider now and dug deeper into her cunt. Rachael heard Alice begging Randy, "Oh darling... fuck me. .. fuck me hard and deep and never stop ..."
It seemed to fire her loins and she turned over on her back now and spread her legs wide, kissing Harry wildly as she raked his back with her fingernails. She almost wanted to scream aloud for Harry to fuck her so that Randy and Alice would hear, but instead she began to moan softly and one hand went down to grasp his rigid penis that was pushing into her side. She moved the loose skin back and forth, feeling the movie producer respond ecstatically, and he increased the savagery of his digital assault on her vagina.
Alice was crying out in the next room for Randy to fuck her and as Harry climbed atop Randy's wife and began to thrust his turgid cock into her wetly quivering cunt, his hands went beneath her ass-cheeks, pulling her even closer and a bit higher. Rachael moaned wildly into her ear, "all of it Harry .. . every last bit of that wonderful cock! Fuck me. deep and hard . . .!" The lust-driven older man was lunging into her pussy now with long, even strokes, going even deeper, and titillating her dancing clitoris with each inward and outward stroke. He kept the blonde-haired wife in a state of bliss and her hips writhed to match his thrusts.
Rachael Redford didn't care about anything any longer tides of desire ripped through her now and she felt herself becoming more and more of a whore with each thrust of Harry Gilman's cock. She began to babble wildly, "fuck me Harry ..... fuck me good!"
She reached up and pulled the older man's greying head towards hers, bring his mouth down fiercely on hers. She thrilled as she felt his rampant cock beat against her cuntal walls and she liked the sound of his testicles slapping against her sweating ass-cheeks as he plunged his pounding cock in to the hilt. His movements were harder and faster now, she was no longer aware of any sounds coming from the next room so completely attuned was she to the wild thrills that were racing through her body from Harry's cock inside her cunt.
Suddenly she felt herself mounting her climax, "Oh Harry ... I'mm ... I'm going to cum ... do it to me .. . make me cum, shoot your juices into my cunt....!"
Harry Gilman was more than ready, this woman seemed insatiable. He had to have relief or he felt his sperm swollen balls and throbbing cock would burst. He surrendered all control, allowing his body to move automatically in the last stages of orgasm. He felt her movements quicken, her breath now only gasps, and then the first spurt of semen shot from his cock and Rachael felt her clitoris begin its dance of ecstasy as her cunt began filling with his juices.
"Ooooooohhhhhh . . . Harry .. . drive it in me harder... harder!" Rachael begged. The young wife's back was arched so sharply she almost felt as if she were bent double, she continued to thrust upward however to meet his lunges.
"Oh my God!" gasped the older man, "what an incredible fuck you are Rachael baby!"
The young woman felt one last burst from the older man and she wriggled wildly to receive as much of his already deflating cock as she could. She felt glorious, triumphant, her body whole and full of fire. She felt fulfillment beyond her wildest dreams and she realized that although he used her brutally he gave her more than ever man had ever given' her in her life. He had been around and she could tell, he had learned how to make a woman vibrate with passion from her head to her toes, throughout every pore and cell of her body ... he made her feel like a goddess!
* * *
"Don't wait any longer, fuck me now," begged Alice Gilman in the next room as Randy Redford lifted his face from her passion-drenched pussy, his lips glistening with the dew of her cum.
Randy Redford looked at the wife of Hollywood's biggest movie producer and saw how her beautiful face was contorted with lust and passion. It made him feel big to know that he had caused her to writhe this way, she wanted him ... him ... just a nobody . .. just a nobody for now anyway.
He licked his lips and stared hungrily at her open spread legs and pulsating cunt. His pulsing cock seemed to go unbidden to the opening and he saw her tremble as his giant rod of male-flesh pressed against her pussy lips. He guided his penis into her and as it slid easily into the wetness of her pussy, he put his hands on her hips and began to move his cock in and out.
Alice Gilman spread her legs as far as she could in an effort to engulf his lust-swollen penis-to use it to drive her to the limits of her sexual pleasure. She was already moist and his stabbing cock met no resistance. The young woman began to moan with ecstatic pleasure now as he drove his cock in and out of her aching cunt, she felt him penetrate deeper and deeper into her and she whimpered passionately, running her long fingernails up and down his back, digging them into his sweat-glistened back with the anguish of her release.
It gave Randy Redford a great sense of power to be fucking Harry Gilman's wife and as he plunged into her cunt with powerful strokes, using the muscles of his thighs and buttocks to drive his cock up into her, he knew that she was going out of her mind with pleasure. Her body began to shake uncontrollably now and her breath was becoming more and more labored as he plunged his penis further and further into her writhing belly. He wanted to touch the very bottom of her cunt, he wanted her to remember this orgasm as long as she lived. Their bodies ground together and Randy began to moan as he felt his own juices begin to rise inside his loins.
Then he felt the sudden and glorious spurting of his semen into her hot cunt, and he let his whole body go, abandoning himself to the greatest pleasure he had ever known. She was jerking spasmodically in the final stages of her orgasm, and he plunged his spurting cock into her as he felt the last jet of semen rush from his cock, burying it deep inside her, wallowing in the pleasure of the hot flesh that engulfed it.
Oh God! he wanted this to go on forever, he wanted it never to end. He wanted to feel his hot cum spurting into her hotly quivering cunt forever and ever and ever. He felt like a King, like a Giant of a Man riding his enormous black stallion over the desert sands. She was his woman, he was giving to her what no other man had ever given her, his gloriously triumphant tool, his great male cock. She was his forever!
CHAPTER SIX
Now there was only silence in the room and suddenly Randy Redford felt a little uneasy. Thoughts of Rachael began to float into his mind now, he didn't know why, he certainly hadn't thought of her the last time he'd fucked Alice, nor earlier on for that matter but he found now that he just couldn't get her out of his mind.
He decided that he would go home earlier today immediately after his rehearsal, he would surprise her, suddenly he felt that he'd been a pig to her of late and he would try to make it up. He couldn't stand to be in the room with Alice any longer, he didn't know why, all that he knew was that he had to get out.
He headed for the bathroom and found that it was locked, "Fuck, the bathroom's locked," he groaned.
"So what honey, you smell good ... I like it," Alice cooed, totally unaware of what was going on in Randy's mind.
"I can't go home like this, I stink," he exploded suddenly.
"Oh my, aren't we touchy! Are you worried all of a sudden that Rachael's going to smell a rat. .. oh that's funny," giggled Alice.
"No it's not funny. I'm not thinking of Rachael, I just don't like to stink, that's all, anything wrong with that?"
"No .. . no, calm down Randy. Maybe Harry had a woman in the other bedroom and doesn't want to be disturbed."
"Oh boy, you two sure have a great marriage," sneered Randy.
"I wouldn't knock it if I was you baby, it might get you a fat contract and a lot of money. Besides Harry and I have a great relationship, he doesn't question me and I don't question him. He pays all the bills and gives me a fat allowance, I'd be a fool to complain, believe me.
"I'm sorry Alice, I don't know what got into me, that happens to me sometimes when things don't go exactly my way."
"I know, I know you actors are all alike. Temperamental, it's called."
"Can I see you again," Randy asked.
"You can bet on it," Alice grinned, "I'm not going to let you slip through my fingers honey, you're too hot to send packing."
"Good."
"You'd better get out of here quick though," Alice warned him, leaning over and grabbing his cock in her hand and massaging it, "it wouldn't take me a minute to have your beautiful cock inside my mouth and as hard as a rock."
Randy Redford suddenly felt like a King again. To hell with guilt, to hell with Rachael, this woman wanted him, she wanted him and who knows who else would want him. Things were just beginning to pop for him in Hollywood, he couldn't wait to hit the good times.
He dressed quickly, leaning over and kissing the seductively reclining woman on the mouth before he left, "Don't forget me," he warned.
"Don't worry, I couldn't," the young woman called back, licking her lips and running her hands lasciviously over her voluptuous body. "I'll call you soon darling .. . and thanks," she groaned, kissing her hand as she did so.
Almost the moment that Randy Redford left her bedroom, Alice Gilman heard the door open and she swung around to meet her husband face to face.
"Were you listening, you dirty old man?" she giggled. "Did you get a hard on?"
Harry Gilman grabbed his wife and held her tightly as he laughed a deep rocking belly laugh!
"You horny bitch, you just couldn't wait to have that stud fuck you and suck your hot little pussy, could you. Don't I give you enough," he chuckled. "Maybe I'd better take care of you right now, then you wouldn't be chasing after all the young boys."
Suddenly his ego overcame the older man and he asked, snarling. "Is he a better fuck than me.
"Oh come on you egotistical old bastard," Alice said angrily, "I don't pry into your business, don't you pry into mine, besides I saw the way you were ogling Rachael Redford the other night. Did you make it with her already," she asked sharply.
"Oh come on Alice, let's not get into this, remember our pact."
"Well you started it Harry. Don't push me around. And don't try to tell me that you haven't gotten Rachael to spread her pussy for you yet with the threat of Randy's career hanging over her. It's your usual routine isn't it?"
Both of them were growing tired of the harassment now, they knew that they were stepping outside the boundaries of their rules of non-interference in the other's games. Alice knew that for some reason however Harry felt threatened by Randy Redford just as in some strange kind of way she felt threatened by Rachael.
Alice Gilman lay back on the bed now massaging her breasts, moving her hands up and down her loins and beginning to rub on the lips of her pussy. She was deliberately trying to arouse Harry now, she knew that it was the only way to calm things down between them. After all she knew that she had a good thing going and she didn't want to do anything to upset her meal-ticket.
"Hold on baby," she heard her husband chuckle, "I've got a surprise for you."
Alice Gilman awaited her husband's return impatiently, she felt sure that he had a present for her, he usually did when he used that tone of voice but she wasn't quite ready for the surprise that he had this time as she heard him enter the room and she looked up into the face of Rachael Redford.
"Oh come on Harry, how could you do that, bringing a woman in here when I'm naked."
Rachael Redford was stunned, she had no idea that anyone was still in the bedroom, she had presumed that both her husband Randy and Alice Gilman had already left the building. She looked down at her lover's wife and she couldn't help admitting she had one hell of a gorgeous body.
She became aware now of the wisecracks that the husband and wife team were throwing to each other and suddenly she felt nauseated and humiliated beyond belief. She tried to run out of the room but Harry Gilman was holding her firmly and he began to tweak her breasts wildly now in an effort to arouse her.
"You pigs, you dirty animals," she screamed at the pair of them.
"You're right Rachael, please forgive our outrageous behavior, we didn't mean to hurt you," Alice Gilman said as she walked over to Rachael, "Oh my, you're really beautiful, Harry I do congratulate you on your good taste," Alice said eyeing Rachael up and down.
Suddenly Rachael felt the other woman's hand dive underneath her skirt, quickly sliding up and touching her pussy.
"Oh my and she doesn't have any panties on . . . did you fuck her yet Harry?" she asked calmly.
Rachael could hardly believe what was happening to her, it was like a dream. She felt Alice playing with her pussy and Harry kneading her breasts and her mind reeled wildly. She realized that both of them held her marriage in their hands, a word from either of them and it would all be over between Randy and herself, she knew she would have to submit to their lewd demands, she knew that she didn't have any choice, and she couldn't ruin Randy's career at this important time, she just couldn't.
Harry's hands had gone around to her back now and he was unzipping her dress. She made no effort to resist as he slid it on down and over her feet. She had no bra and no panties on and suddenly she stood naked before the two of them. She looked at Alice Gilman's face and she saw that it was contorted with lust.
"Oh God! you're beautiful Rachael," Alice gasped, "look at the flow of those thighs . . . the way her hips curve . . . her belly and her breasts! I don't blame you for wanting to get into her pants Harry, really I don't" And suddenly Rachael felt like a slave being priced in the marketplace.
"I hope he didn't hurt you too much with that monstrous cock of his, my dear," Alice said in mocking tones and Rachael found herself being led and pushed down onto the bed by the lust-filled wife. She felt Alice spread the lips of her cunt with her fingers and Rachael began to sob with the humiliation of what she was being submitted to.
"Don't cry honey," she heard Alice say in soothing tones, "I won't hurt you, I promise. I don't have a big fat cock you know. I'm going to show you a world of pleasure that I bet you've never experienced before."
Harry Gilman broke into a raucous laugh. "Too bad you don't have a cock like mine to use," he sniggered.
"Oh come on Harry, you'll make Rachael think I'm a lesbian. You know how I love men, besides this is a very special occasion."
Suddenly Rachael began to understand fully that Alice Gilman was going to make love to her and the thought of being touched by a woman caused her entire body to vibrate with fear. She couldn't believe they would submit her to such an act and yet she knew that she wouldn't be able to escape from the insane couple's demands.
"No .. . no, please," she sobbed as Alice's hands moved over her body, playing with her breasts and her pussy. Rachael was so exhausted both emotionally and physically however she didn't know if she could resist, even if she wanted.
Insane desires started to arise in Rachael now as the auburn-haired wife of Harry Gilman started to knead her breasts and travel ever so slowly down her belly to her secret sanctuary of womanhood. She looked across at the older man and saw that his entire face was twisted in an insanely lustful grin, she glanced down at his cock and saw that it was bulging wildly in his pants, "Come on," she heard him say, "let's get moving, honey, I'm going crazy just looking at you two."
Rachael was mesmerized now. Her nipples had grown taut and her cunt was filling with her own juices. Alice was definitely bringing her to an arousal that she couldn't understand. As the young wife's head bent forward and her tongue licked at the taut nipple, she arched upward in pleasure, the watching movie producer chuckling, "oh boy, she really digs it honey!"
The blonde-haired wife's legs were spread wide now and as she felt Alice's tongue tickling and arousing every bit of her flesh, she hated herself for feeling passionate and desirous. She knew that Harry was watching her closely, staring hungrily into the widespread lips of her cunt, waiting for his turn-although Rachael couldn't imagine what he could contribute to lesbian lovemaking.
Rachael was hopelessly aroused now and as Alice's long fingers plunged into her moist, hot cunt she responded eagerly, despite herself and she felt her darling little bud of a clitoris begin to vibrate with uncontrollable waves of passion.
Alice began to move downward now, her naked breasts brushing against Rachael's skin as she did and Rachael found herself fighting a desire to knead them and suck them. As Alice's fingers probed deep inside her pussy, she began to writhe and moan, her sobs giving way to the waves of excitement that emanated from her cunt!
"Some innocent wife," Harry chuckled.
"I think she is," Alice said defensively. "I'm excited to think that we are going to initiate her into this special way of making love, she'll soon see how good things can be when you let go of your concepts," Alice said further tormenting Rachael's cunt with her fingers. Rachael unconsciously spread her legs wider now, tossing her head from side to side and moaning with delight. She couldn't help it, Alice's hands on her pussy were driving her to the heights of passion. Her fingers inside her cunt were too potent and she realized that she would have to go the whole way .. . she wanted to feel the young woman's tongue probing inside her as deeply as her fingers now were. She had to know the ultimate pleasure of the lesbian!
Rachael became like putty now under the expert caressing of Alice Gilman, she could hardly believe that she was letting another woman make love to her and yet she was! Oh God! she could hardly wait to feel her mouth on her cunt!
Alice's fingers finally touched the very depths of her vagina and Rachael screamed in pain-pleasure. At that moment Harry Gilman moved up and grasped her buttocks, holding her firmly against the attack of his wife.
"She's a tight little cunt!" he gloated. "Probably had only one man in her life-before today!"
"You and your big prick," Alice said scornfully. "I just hope you haven't spoiled it for a real lover!"
"Get on with it," snarled Harry Gilman anxiously for the action to really begin.
"Spread your legs wider Rachael," commanded Alice, "I really feel love for you, don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you . . . just relax."
Rachael's mind was racing desperately now, she knew that she had to go along with the whole perverted act, she had to let them go all the way. She would never admit it to anyone and hardly to herself but she felt at this moment that Alice and Harry Gilman were only uncovering her own perverted nature-in truth she had always wanted to experience something like this.
She spread her legs wider now and let herself go completely, hopelessly aware of Harry's pinching and Alice's fingers inside her. Now she knew for certain that she needed so much more than Alice's fingers. She wanted her cunt filled with the delicious feeling of flesh, whether it was tongue or cock.
She felt Harry's hands leave her buttocks now and she felt his mouth on her breast. It produced the same wild thrills in her that she had become used to, and his fingers were not twisting and tormenting her nipples, almost to the point of turning her off, so violent had his touch become.
"She's ready, lover .. . want to put your cock in her?" Alice smirked.
"I'm not sure, she's got such a beautiful ass ... and I haven't been there...." His hands went to the crevice between her ass-cheeks, and she felt his finger begin to explore the tight sphincter of her anus. At first, he just tested its ability to engulf his extended middle finger but it slid in so easily that he began to run the finger in and out of the tight opening up to the hilt.
Rachael screamed at the sudden pain she felt, and Harry said excitedly. "She must be a virgin here, honey!" Rachael tried to move away from this new attack but both Alice and Harry pushed harder into her orifices. "Ohhh ... please . . . she begged, knowing that her plea would go unheeded.
She had never known such pain, yet she felt a perverse stab of pleasure. All she could think of was that she wanted to faint in order to get away from it all. She pulled and wiggled, but Harry persisted in shoving his outstretched middle finger in and out of her and Alice had her vagina impaled on her long fingers. Rachael had reached a point where the pain grew exquisite. She was floating in space, on a sea of pleasure, where wave after wave of ecstasy rolled over her. She felt she would burst as their fingers cruelly probed her most intimate recesses.
She wanted more now as the first fleecy clouds of orgasm moved through her body and as her body began to writhe and jerk uncontrollably, Harry and Alice became even more lustful. Rachael's orgasm came with a sudden rush, as if a tidal wave of passion had engulfed her. Her entire being shook with the intensity of it. She gasped and gulped and screamed as she experienced the most devastating orgasm of her life!
As Harry watched the helplessly impaled young wife in the throes of her orgasm, he gasped. He had never seen such a complete degree of sexual fulfillment. Alice's face was a mask of lust and her nipples were taut as she slowly relaxed her attack. Harry's emotions were turbulent, he wished that his cock could have produced such a mighty climax in the young woman's cunt and his ego was bruised.
He must have her now and he motioned to his wife that he wanted to mount the satiated woman. Nothing could thrill a woman like a male penis, he knew it. He played with his cock now staring at Rachael's exquisitely naked body, she lay relaxed, her legs spread, her breasts heaving with receding emotion.
Harry's eyes were glued to Rachael's still vibrating pussy as his hands moved up and down his cock, he had intended to fuck her but now the exciting motion of his own hand felt so good he didn't feel he could stop.
Suddenly Rachael became aware of the sound of Harry's hand slapping up and down on his huge cock, she didn't want to open her eyes but then she felt a sticky wetness on her body, on her breasts and her face as his cock spurted out jet streams of semen. Her eyes flew open and she saw Harry kneeling above her, his cock a giant fountain of white hot cum, his face contorted with passion and great grunts of pleasure issuing forth from his throat.
Oh God! she wanted to be sick, she wanted to escape, this was the end, this was the final humiliation to be covered almost from head to toe with this obscene man's cum. She longed now for the simplicity of her cottage in Laguna and the ocean, her little garden and the few homely possessions that she had brought with her from New York. Oh God! what had happened to her . . . could she ever regain the innocence she had lost today ... would she ever be able to look her husband squarely in the face again as his faithful wife ... Oh God! now she wanted to die, to escape from this den of iniquity to remove forever the shame and humiliation of her ravishment but she knew she couldn't . . . she knew she would never be the same ... never.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Rachael Redford didn't know how she got home to her little cottage on the bluff overlooking the ocean, she felt that someone else other than herself must have driven the car. She prayed all the way home that Randy wouldn't be home, she prayed that she would be allowed to go to bed and sleep and not face him for hours and hours. Enough hours she hoped to wipe away the degradation of the day. She remembered that he had said that he would be home earlier on in the day but now she prayed that something had come along to detain him... anything but to see him now, she sobbed to herself.
Randy wasn't home and Rachael breathed an enormous sigh of relief, she didn't feel hungry, she didn't feel to do anything but to take a long hot shower, to wash all remnants of Alice and Harry Gilman from her body and to rest... to rest and recuperate from what had been the most horrific day in her life.
Even her shower was like a dream, she felt as if she was watching herself perform all her functions and she realized that she had been so freaked out by the day's events that in some ways she was in a state of shock. She knew that sleep was the only answer, sleep would cure her exhausted body and tormented mind.
Several hours later after having dipped into the deep peaceful ocean of sleep, she became foggily aware that something or someone was tugging at her. It was like a dream but she knew it wasn't a dream, it was a familiar touch and as the presence drew her out of her slumber she realized that it was her husband Randy. He was massaging her breasts now and at his touch, as always, she felt the stirrings of passion in her loins.
Randy was growing excited now, at first he wasn't sure if Rachael was too deeply asleep to be aroused but now as her body began to undulate on the bed rhythmically to his manipulations he felt his enormous rod of male hardness begin to rise and pulsate it's eager head.
He explored her warm moist cunt now with probing fingers and she moaned as he mercilessly increased the intensity of his plungings. He watched as she began to come more and more alive and his lust increased in proportion to his expanding cock.
He had to have Rachael tonight-it hadn't been enough to fuck Alice earlier on in the day-he had to have his wife as well.
"Honey ... come on, wake-up," he pleaded with his drowsy wife, "Randy wants to put his cock in your nice warm pussy honey." He leaned over now and sucked up one of her taut nipples into his mouth and began to nibble and tease it lovingly.
If there had been any doubt in Rachael's mind as to whom it was that was waking her, all such thoughts flew away now as she felt Randy's mouth fully on her breast. No one else knew how to suck and caress her this way, so perfectly, so erotically, so totally.
She arched her back up now and enjoyed the shock of Randy's fingers sliding deep into her cunt and she screamed out with pleasure as his fingers probed the very depths of her.
Randy gasped now and crawling up onto the bed he placed his throbbing cock into the slit of her hot, eager cunt. She moved mechanically beneath him, positioning her pussy so that she could accommodate Randy's stiff cock fully.
The black-haired husband couldn't wait any longer, his cock felt like it was about to burst. He flung his body atop hers and his cock rammed into her wide-open cunt like a piston in a combustion engine. The hard wide head of his turgid penis burrowed deeply up into the softness of her pussy, slamming against the wet walls of flesh, bringing her pain and pleasure at the same time. Rachael let out a wild scream of pain now which fully brought her to consciousness as she felt Randy's powerful cock thrusting into her ... he was like a madman, like one possessed!
Randy felt like a god as he hammered his cock into her with strong brutal blows. He knew that in a way he was raping her against her will but he didn't care, for some reason he wanted to punish her and he didn't know why.
"Come on baby, you like it rough," he groaned, suddenly pulling out his rock hard penis from her throbbing cunt. He looked down now at her jiggling buttocks and instinctively he reached down and inserted his middle finger into the crevice of her ass, tentatively touching the tight puckered flesh of her anus!
"Spread it baby," he commanded.
Rachael was too scared now to disobey, she had never seen Randy in this mood before, she spread her legs out as far as she could, her toes touching both sides of the bed. His extended finger went inside her anus now, probing, hurting and causing her to wince and shrivel beneath the painful attack. After a few seconds she felt another finger inserted into her tight anus and she couldn't control her screams of pain.
Randy relaxed his fingers a moment and then he went even deeper inside her rectum, enjoying the feel of the resilient flesh that gave way unwillingly to his fingers. Deeper and deeper he went and Rachael found herself growing dizzy, she wanted more, she wanted more of his fingers filling her anus ... she wanted his cock!
"Please honey," she begged. "All the way, do it all the way."
She felt his fingers leave her anus and she even heard the sucking, indecent sound they made. Then Randy's body was on hers and she shivered in anticipation of his huge cock being shoved deep into her rectum.
"Get your ass up! Get up on your knees!" She heard her husband command.
The lust-driven wife obeyed instinctively, presenting him with the widespread moons of her buttocks, resting her hot face on the pillow, feeling shame, yet triumph!
"Get with it, honey," Randy snarled, "put my cock into that tight little asshole of yours."
Rachael grasped his rock-like cock now and tentatively wondered if she could take it all up inside her. It seemed impossible that her anus could contain this monstrous cock!
Randy leaned back so that he could see his cock enter her anus, and he gasped as it began to penetrate the brown-pink spot. The head of it was engulfed, then another millimeter of flesh as he continued a steady stroke into her anus. He groaned as the resisting outer ring gave way under his assault and his cock popped inside her with a sudden rush. He felt her shove her ass-cheeks up even higher, as if to take it all, and it elated him.
"Aaaahhh . . ." Rachael screamed, her face contorted with pain but her inner being was demanding that he go even deeper. She wished he would use his fingers now to soothe but excite her clitoris, she prayed that he would as she felt him push his cock deeper into her anus with a sudden movement.
Kneeling above her, Randy watched the little hole expand as his cock penetrated ever deeper and the reddish flesh seemed to be clinging to it tenaciously. Gradually, the presence of his huge cock became exhilarating and Randy gasped in awe as he watched his entire cock disappear deep into her rectum-right up to his bush of black pubic hair. His balls ached and his penis felt as if it would explode as he buried his cock into her anus, and he was further excited by the manner in which Rachael was flailing about, giving him entire access to her rectum!
She was his completely, she was his slave and he felt that he could do with her as he wished. He dug his cock deep into her rectum and left it there while he looked at the depth to which he had penetrated. He tried different tactics now, he pulled his cock out until only the head remained in her anus, then plunged it in hard and deep. He knew that he could come at any time, but he was enjoying the sensation too much to have it end now. Rachael was trembling with excitement now and she slid a hand between her legs ad began to massage her clitoris. It was a new and thrilling sensation to be stimulated from the front and the back at the same time.
He began to ram rapidly into her, hard and fast, battering her trembling buttocks with his hips. He clenched her waist had with his hands, his fingers digging into her flesh. His breath was coming in pained gasps now, and he knew he had never felt more excited in his life. He pulled the cheeks of her buttocks farther apart with his hands, and his fingernails began to scratch her skin.
Rachael ground her buttocks around and around as Randy's huge cock penetrated her anus fully, she felt his cock throbbing as he had never felt it before.
"Honey ... oh honey, I'm cumming . . ." Randy groaned. "Fuck me back .. . screw back, make me cum in your ass!" He had almost lost control but now he lunged in and out again, groaning loudly at each mighty thrust until he felt his sperm catapulting out in wave after wave into her pulsating anus. They rode the ride of their new-found passion now, both fully opened from their earlier experiences of the day, both giving to each other as they had never given before. Wave after wave of ecstasy shook their entwined bodies as they scaled the heights of their passion until finally they collapsed on a heap on the bed, satiated, exhausted and exhilarated beyond words.
Hot tears of relief and satisfaction began to spill down Rachael's cheeks now as Randy held her tightly, still rocking her body to and fro on the bed.
"Oh baby," she heard him groan, "oh baby, you are so beautiful, I can't stop now, I want you again. Suck my cock baby, suck my cock and let me cum in your mouth. Let's make love all night long!"
Rachael leaned over her passion-spent husband now and tenderly taking his deflated penis in her hand she started to manipulate it back and forth until she felt it spring to life in her expert fingers, "now," she heard Randy groan, "now put it in your mouth baby, oh suck me!" he moaned and Rachael knew that the night had just begun!
CHAPTER EIGHT
As Rachael watched Randy pull out of the driveway and head his car towards Los Angeles she felt a bitter pain deep in her heart. They had made such exquisite love all night long that she could hardly bare to see him go, knowing that perhaps he would see Alice Gilman and make love to her too. She couldn't stand it, somehow or other she had to put a stop to this new turn they had taken in their relationship, she longed for the old days when she had Randy all to herself an never had to worry about him sleeping with another woman. Now, it seemed to her that it didn't seem to matter how much she gave him, she wasn't enough. Even after their night of pleasure she felt sure that he would still want to fuck Alice Gilman or any other woman that might present herself to him. She wanted to hurt him in some way, to slap him, to bring him to his senses and in her mind she began to form a plan.
She would invite Harry Gilman to dinner, she would allow him to fuck her and she would time everything perfectly so that Randy would catch them in the act. She wanted to see the look of horror on his face when he discovered that she too was fucking someone else, in some perverse kind of way she thought to herself that it would shock him into realizing that they had to stop going outside of each other for sexual satisfaction, especially when they satisfied each other so completely.
Randy had told her that he would be home at 8:30. He had a rehearsal at the studio until 7:30 and it always took him an hour to get home, knowing that he usually had a couple of drinks with his acting buddies before he drove to Laguna. Rachael planned it all perfectly, she called Harry Gilman and he was delighted to hear from her and more than eager to be entertained by her.
Rachael spent the day in preparation, she felt like a slave preparing herself for the final sacrifice. It was a dirty set-up she knew it but she looked forward with eagerness for the time when she would see Randy's face contorted with anger and pain at her unfaithfulness and in the arms of his mistress's husband too! It was all too perverse to be true!
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"Here's to us," Harry Gilman grinned lewdly as he clinked his glass with Rachael Redford. He could hardly wait for the social niceties of drinking and chatting to be over, he could hardly wait to plunge his aching cock into her tender cunt and perhaps if he was lucky her tight virginal little anus. He wanted Rachael Redford in the worst possible way, she was so voluptuous and exciting to him, he had to possess her over and over again until he was satiated.
He looked over at the young woman now and as the light caught her curvaceous body he realized for the first time that she was completely naked underneath her black nylon negligee, she was just waiting for the signal from him for the party to begin. He gasped now as she moved toward him, her expert fingers loosening her flimsy robe until her entire body was exposed to his lustful stare. He hungrily drank in her firm, white breasts now and her blonde-haired pussy as she swayed seductively before him. God! she was much hotter than he had ever realized, he could hardly wait to flood her cunt with his eager semen. He felt the fires rising in his body now as he leaped up from the couch and grasped her shoulders, lowering her to the softly carpeted floor as he did so.
It was difficult for Rachael to play the dual role of seductress and time-keeper, she didn't want her efforts to be in vain, she didn't want things to happen too quickly or too slowly. She murmured softly into Harry Gilman's ear that she wanted him to fuck her on the bed, she felt that it would be the perfect place secretly she thought to herself for Randy to find them. What a slap in the face for him to discover his sweet, innocent wife being fucked by another man on his very own bed!
She rose to her feet now, fully aware of the fact that the older man was totally mesmerized by her presence. Swiftly she led him into the bedroom and positioned herself on the bed, allowing her legs to dangle over the end and her thighs to rest on the bed. She felt Harry push his hands in between her legs now, forcing them even wider apart until the lips of her cunt parted, revealing the soft folds of skin to his hungry mouth. He dropped to his knees beside the bed, her legs on either side of him as he grasped her hot buttocks eagerly and plunged his face deep into her warm, vaginal lips.
"Oooohhh . .." Rachael cooed softly as she felt his warm, wet mouth against the soft flesh of her pussy. She didn't want to get too worked up, she wanted Randy to think that Harry had taken her against her will but she realized now that it would be very difficult for her, now as she felt the first thrusts of Harry's tongue in her cunt, laving her clitoris she felt a searing thrust of fire swirling through her body. She realized fully now that she was playing an extremely dangerous game and she wished now that she hadn't invited it into her home.
However, as Harry Gilman's expert mouth sucked at her soft, sensitive pussy and his tongue slid deeper inside her, followed by his fingers, Rachael almost forgot the reason she had invited him over. She became immersed in her own sensuality. Harry Gilman had such a way about him, she hated him on the one hand and on the other hand she felt absolutely at his mercy, all she could think of now was to have his delicious cock hammering into her until she reached the mighty peak of her own orgasm. She wanted to feel his hot cum splashing into her cunt, mixing with her own juices to create one glorious fulfillment!
She pulled him up from between her legs until his body was on hers, his cock pressing stiffly against her thighs, then still further upward until she felt his huge bulbous cock-head against the lips of her cunt! She arched her back and reached beneath her to take his iron-hard cock in her hand and insert it inside the gateway to her passion. She relaxed then, letting him begin the slow penetration though she locked her legs firmly around his body.
Harry Gilman could hardly believe his good fortune, this woman was something special and as he felt her hot tongue penetrating into his mouth he felt that he must be in heaven! He pushed his hands beneath her now and cupped both of her buttocks, pulling the wetness of her open cunt even tighter against his cock. He moved up and down slowly, trying to maintain a steady pressure and friction on her clitoris, moving the full length of his cock up and down the wide slit, feeling her tremble and begin to moan with each movement he made.
Rachael's buttocks began a rotating motion that brought waves of delight to both of them, for every tiny area of skin seemed to be caressed. Rachael was clinging to him now, kissing him madly. "I'm going to really fuck you, baby .. ." she heard him groan.
The young wife let go his neck and her hands flashed down to grasp his huge, slippery cock, providing him with even more friction as he withdrew it and let it linger in her hands, then lunged into her hard, feeling potent as he made her grunt with pleasure and her efforts. She was putting out like mad! She was some fuck! The best!
He couldn't hold back any longer, and he began to smash his cock into her vaginal hole with a fury that brought more moans of pleasure from her lips. His long, hard tool raced up into her cunt like a locomotive and seemed to enter the full depths of her belly, as her juices lubricated the way. And then he hit the bottom, his balls slapping loudly against her flesh. "Ooooooohhhhhh God . . . that's wonderful . . .!" Rachael screamed. She felt as if he were filling every bit of her cunt and it was a soul-searing sensation. But Harry continued to drive his cock up into her harder and harder, until she almost fainted with the ecstatic pain-pleasure. She forgot completely everything else except the exquisite delights her body was receiving.
Harry grinned lewdly as he looked down at her pinioned body. She was skewered and he felt good. He had completely possessed another man's wife and he felt like a God.
Rachael could think of nothing else now but being brought to the pinnacle of release and ecstasy. Her legs flailed wildly now as she strove to press his cock deeper into her pussy and each breath was released in a low, guttural moan of pleasure.
She felt like a slut and she loved it! She felt Harry's hand go under her buttock and he spread her ass-cheeks wide, fumbling with one finger to find the opening of her anus. The juices she was losing helped lubricate the opening and he quickly rammed his finger into her anus, pushing hard. He felt it give a little, and he went on pushing, feeling his finger penetrate to the second knuckle. He moved the tip of his finger about, trying to stimulate the inner walls of her anus, and he felt her respond with wild, convulsive jerks as his cock slammed to the bottom of her cunt, and his finger continued to tease and excite the inner recess of her anal opening.
Rachael screamed loudly in her lusty delight, almost wishing that Harry's cock was inside her anus! It felt delicious to be so full of him ... his cock and his finger, and between lunges, his tongue filling her mouth!
She went on rotating her hips, feeling it add to the pleasure he was giving to her from the rear, and she gasped as she felt his finger penetrate her anus clear up to the palm of his hand! Oh God! she longed for her orgasm now and she spread her legs wider so that the older man could ravish her completely.
Harry knew that his surging semen had to be released from his balls! He wished he could go on like this all night, but he was becoming more and more tormented as he held back. He knew that he was ready to cum at any instant, and he began to ram his cock into her cunt as hard as he could. His finger dug deeper into her rectum and Rachael's heels were now slamming against his thighs, like a rider spurring on a horse to the finish line.
"Ooooooohhh," she screamed, "fuck me more, fuck me good, you're soooooo gooooooddd!"
Rachael felt as if she would split open and yet she could not get enough of Harry inside of her, her eyes began to roll now and her face contorted with lust as she fought to obtain the final surge of joy that she knew was hers.
Harry was pounding into her now, working his finger further and further up into her anus so that he hardly knew what he was doing. All that he could think of now was that her cunt was the sweetest and the hottest he'd had ever and she was giving him more satisfaction than he could ever have dreamed of. He had to cum! He had to cum now and as he launched into her now he felt her on the precipice of her own orgasm. As his first spurts of semen flooded into her he could feel her clitoris dancing and throbbing with delight and he rammed into her cunt madly, wanting to prolong the delicious thrill of orgasm forever! He eased his strokes now as he felt his balls emptying of his cum and he could still feel her cunt pulsating around his thick, still-hardened pole of flesh as she launched into the final throes of her own orgasm.
"Ooooooohhh God! so wonderful," groaned Rachael, wildly thrashing her long blonde hair on the pillow, "So good. . .!"
"And it's never-ending baby," Harry grinned lewdly. He pulled out of her now and grasped her hair in his hands, pointing it down towards his still pulsating cock, "suck it baby, put it in your mouth," he groaned.
Gone from Rachael's mind now were all thoughts of Randy, all she could think of was satisfying both herself and Harry Gilman. She had never been so thrilled and satisfied by a man like this and now she couldn't wait to put his hot sticky cock into her mouth and suck it to it's enormous hardness again. She flicked out her tongue and ran it around its bulbous head causing Harry to gasp as she did so. She tightened her mouth around his rod of flesh and began to suck it deeply into her throat, gurgling with delight as she did so.
Harry Gilman looked down and was enthralled at the sight of his gigantic cock being engulfed in her soft, wonderful lips, then expelled and sucked even deeper. He watched as her head bobbed up and down and as she massaged his testicles and sucked his cock even deeper into her mouth, Harry groaned and moaned with delight. He flexed his buttocks and shoved his cock upward and even deeper into her mouth and he felt overwhelming fires of passion begin to mount in his loins.
His cock was rapidly reaching another climax and as he felt his cock sink deeper and deeper into her he grabbed her head and held her mouth down on his cock while he rammed savagely in and out of her hungry lips. He felt her gulp hungrily as hot jets of his cum spewed into her mouth and he heard her groan and she attempted to swallow all of it. She tightened her lips around his cock now and began to swirl her tongue around it's throbbing head. She sucked and sucked and sucked until he was dry and she let his cock slip obscenely from her mouth she realized that she had given herself willingly to this man. That she had lost the game again. He had won! Her plan had fallen apart, in the raging fires of her passion she had forgotten what her mission was all about! She realized too that it must be way past the time when Randy said he would be home and once more her lustful nature had caused her to humiliate and degrade herself with this bastard!
She groaned now and started to slip off the bed in an effort to escape both Harry Gilman and her tormented thoughts.
"Hey baby, where are you going. I want to suck your pussy now," the older man drooled.
"No ... no, I can't, I just realized that Randy will be home soon, you've got to go Harry, you've got to go," she begged.
"Relax baby, everything's under control. Harry Gilman takes care of everything. Randy is safely in the arms of my wife right this very minute, licking and sucking and fucking for all he's worth, no doubt. Lie down here, right now, I can't wait to taste that delicious cunt of yours," he commanded.
Rachael's mind was still reeling. She had failed again, she was beaten at her own game, she was trapped by her own wiles and she knew it. Her marriage to Randy was rapidly disintegrating into a sham, the kind of sham that Hollywood breeds according to Sandra Deeson and she was now part of that game and she couldn't bear it.
She lay down on the bed again as if in a dream and spread her legs wide and as she felt the first delicious lickings of Harry's tongue on her cunt she realized that she didn't care any longer, all she cared about was release, glorious release from all the pain and pressure she had been allowing to build up within herself. This man knew how to fulfill her, her husband was busy filling another woman's cunt this very moment with his enormous prick and she would have to accept it. She would accept it now as willingly as she accepted the excitement that was beginning to throb wildly in her clitoris now, "more.. . more," she groaned madly, flailing her head from side to side on the pillows as the mounting wings of her orgasm prepared for flight, "more . . .!"
CHAPTER NINE
Almost a week had passed by since her wild evening with Harry Gilman and Rachael Redford had gone through an enormous number of changes. Several times she had found herself on the verge of calling him on the telephone but she decided to hell with him, he could wait for her!
A strained silence had drifted over her relationship with Randy and she almost felt as if he was wishing that he was with Alice Gilman now. She didn't know how many times he had seen her in the past week and she didn't care, she didn't care how she looked or if Randy ever came home. She felt listless and defeated. A few times Randy had attempted to communicate with her but she had made it very clear to him that she wanted to be left alone, she wanted to be alone with her inner misery. Her whole world had been shattered and she didn't know where she could go from here!
She heard the telephone ring and listlessly dragged her body to answer it, "honey," she heard Randy's voice on the other end of the line, "honey, I want you to get yourself together, we're going to a really important dinner party tonight. Harry Gilman is about to give me the word about the contract tonight, my agent just called me, get my tux together and take yourself to the hairdresser, I want you to be absolutely stunning tonight. Gilman's hot for you I know, I want to impress him honey . . . are you listening?"
"Yes," said Rachael quietly wondering what Randy would do if he found out that not only had he made love with Harry Gilman but that she had allowed his wife to make love with her too.
"You don't sound too enthusiastic," he snapped.
"I'm not Randy, I'm sick and tired of Hollywood and you know it."
"Yeah and lately it seems to me that you've been sick and tired of me. How do you think I feel looking at your long, black face everyday. Do you wonder that I don't want to come home."
Rachael Redford began to sob softly to herself now, she knew that it was true and she realized that if she didn't pull herself together she would lose Randy entirely. She didn't really want that, she still loved him despite everything that had happened over the past few weeks.
"I'm sorry Randy," she cried into the telephone, "I'll do my best, I know how much this movie means to you."
"To me baby, don't you want the good times, don't you want a house of our own and money in the bank. Do you want to live in rotten tenements and cabins forever? I don't I can tell you that," he protested.
"I just want to be with you Randy," she said in a tired voice.
"Well then shape up, get yourself together and stop moping around the house. We're going to this bash tonight and you're going to look stunning, get that. .. stunning."
"Yes Randy, I'll do it," Rachael promised as she hung up the telephone. She had to pull herself together, it was obvious to her now that Randy was more than angry with her and in a way he had every right, after all she had been behaving like a slut all week long and no man would put up with that for very long, especially in Hollywood where there were so many beautiful women just for the asking! Fuck Harry Gilman anyway, who did he think he was, taking her and then ignoring her for the whole week, the egotistical bastard that he was, he probably thought that he had her completely under his control, well she would show him who was in the seat of command, she would show him. He would have to beg for her if he wanted her again, beg for her on his hands and knees!
"You did it, baby, you did it, you look absolutely stunning," Rachael heard Randy say enthusiastically as he walked into the living room.
Rachael had spent the entire day getting herself together, she knew that it was very special for Randy this dinner party and she had thrown aside all her own pain to prepare herself for her husband.
She had chosen a deep blue silk jersey dress that clung to every curve of her voluptuous body, plunging almost to the crack in her buttocks in the back and hugging her throat tightly in the front. She looked as if she had been poured into the dress and indeed she nearly had been, so tight and form-fitting was it. She sat sipping her scotch and soda as Randy showered and dressed for dinner. She drank first one and then two highballs, she wanted to be as relaxed and loose for this event as possible, she wanted to make Harry Gilman drool for her.
The Gilman mansion was brightly lit and as they approached it, Rachael wondered how it would be to sit and eat dinner with two people she had allowed to use her in the most perverse manner. She wondered if Randy suspected anything at all about her liaison with Harry Gilman, if he does, she reflected to herself, he's keeping very calm about it. She knew that the movie contract meant everything to him and she vaguely wondered just how far he would go to get it.
She felt extremely nervous and upset at the prospect of spending an evening with the Gilmans but she knew that she would have to play a role for Randy's sake, he would never forgive her if she ruined his chances with Gilman and she knew it.
The butler answered the door and immediately showed Rachael to a powder room where she touched up her nose and she came out into the main part of the house again she saw Alice Gilman, looking absolutely stunning in a green chiffon dress that did everything to beautify her glorious figure and her stunning auburn hair. Randy was leaning over her, his eyes glued to her low cut neckline, her breasts almost hanging out for his hungry gaze and Rachael found herself gritting her teeth angrily. Alice was fully aware of the effect that she must be having on Rachael Redford and she loved it, she wanted to arouse the girl as much as possible, she intended to have a fun night and she didn't want the Redford woman to spoil the good times she knew they could have together.
Rachael stiffened now as she felt Harry Gilman's hand on her back, running down her nakedness and thrusting his finger into the crevice of her ass, she realized that she couldn't make a scene with Randy in the room and quickly and quietly she placed her hand around her back and thrust Gilman's hand away from her, hissing between clenched teeth for him to get lost.
Harry Gilman grinned to himself, he could see that Rachael Redford was furious with him for not calling her for a whole week, he liked to string women out that way, it made them want him all the more in the long run.
"Would you like a drink my dear," Rachael heard the older man ask solicitously.
Cocktails, ran into dinner and Rachael found herself at a loss as to what to do, she could hardly believe that Randy was behaving the way he was in front of Harry Gilman, it was almost as if he didn't care. He fawned and gloated over Alice Gilman the entire mealtime and Rachael felt very uncomfortable. She felt even more uncomfortable when she felt Harry Gilman's hand groping for her crotch and by the time the meal was over she felt like a nervous wreck.
"Let's have coffee and brandy in the living room," beamed Harry Gilman. Rachael excused herself again, rushing to the powder room to freshen herself up and to prepare herself for the rest of the evening.
With Rachael out of the room, Randy gave his full attention to Alice Gilman, he allowed her to lead him to a large blue velvet sofa and as her arms went around his shoulders and she thrust her tongue into his hungry mouth, he forgot entirely that he was in Harry Gilman's own house.
Before he knew what he was doing he found himself returning the kiss and sliding his hand down inside Alice's bosom, allowing his fingers to play with her already stiffening nipple. So intensely wrapped together were they that they forgot entirely that Harry Gilman was sitting watching them, quietly sipping his brandy.
Suddenly Randy realized where he was, for sure Alice had mesmerized him for a moment but now he felt the blood rushing to his face, "Alice how could you," he stammered, "with your husband here," he finished lamely.
"Oh don't mind me," Harry Gilman chuckled lewdly, "I've known about you two all along, since the night you fucked Alice in my own garden actually," he laughed heartily now.
"You don't mind," stammered Randy.
"Listen baby, he's been getting his rocks off with Rachael, why should he care," Alice said bitterly.
Suddenly Randy stiffened, "What!" he gasped.
Alice Gilman began to stroke his back now almost as if he were a baby, "don't get all upset now," she cooed, "why shouldn't Rachael be having fun too, after all you've been getting your fucking with me, you've been balling me like crazy for weeks!"
"Yes but that's different," he snapped.
"How different baby, the old double standard eh," sneered Alice.
"Rachael wouldn't do such a thing," he whimpered, his male ego crushed.
"Oh get lost Randy, you really are a baby," snapped Alice. "Do you remember the day you and I fucked in Harry's suite, well who do you think Harry was fucking in the other bedroom and after you left I didn't have the slightest problem getting my fingers into her cunt either," Alice said now seductively rubbing her hands up and down Randy's crotch. "Then for your further information she sucked my pussy like she was a real expert. And furthermore, Harry fucked her in your own bed a week ago, remember the night you came here to dinner ... well, where do you think Harry was?"
"I just don't believe it," exploded Randy.
"Well you had better start believing it," snarled Harry Gilman, "especially now you're on my pay-role."
"What!" gasped Randy, "you mean I've got the role." "Yes, and don't think that Rachael didn't have a lot to do with my decision, she's the best fuck I've had in years, apart from Alice, that is," he grinned over at his wife.
Randy became aware now that Alice Gilman was rubbing the bulge in his pants. His cock was growing hard as a rock and it dawned on him quickly that what these two wanted, he and Rachael had better give them! He reached for Alice's face and took it in both hands, forcing his tongue hard into her opened mouth. Her hands were unzipping his pants now and she took his cock out, exposing the red tip of it with each stroke. His tongue was probing her throat and she was nibbling at it, sucking it deeper, fighting it with her own.
Randy stood up now and positioned himself directly in front of Alice. He took his stiff cock in his hands and leaned forward to grasp the back of her head, as he guided the head of his cock in to the parted, glistening red lips of Alice Gilman!
"Suck it!" he commanded harshly, fully aware that Harry Gilman's eyes were penetrating his back. "Take it all, baby, and suck it silly until I fill your mouth with my cum."
He grabbed her hair harshly and forced her head forward as he shoved his cock into her mouth. She began to suck at it hungrily, and as she did so, Harry Gilman took off his jacket, shirt, trousers and shorts, letting them drop to the floor. He kicked off his shoes and peeled off his socks, and stood there watching his wife sucking Randy Redford's cock. He was an obscene spectacle, his huge, vein-lined cock sticking straight out, and he caressed it slowly as he watched Randy's cock disappear to the hilt in his wife's mouth, again and again.
He walked over and unzipped the zipper at the back of her dress and slid it down over her body, leaving her totally bare. As he did so, Randy removed his cock from Alice's mouth and quickly shed his own clothes and at the end of a moment, all three of them were completely naked.
Randy seemed to change his mind, for he pushed Alice down into the floor and quickly spread her legs, exposing her damp, glistening cunt lips. He got down on her and spread them with one hand, while with the other, he guided the swollen head of his cock into her hot pussy. He rocked gently back and forth for a moment, as if positioning his rod for a tremendous lunge, and then he used all the weight of his body to ram it into her. It brought a gasp of delight from Alice. Her insides came alive as she felt his cock ram against her cervix, and she continued to moan with delight as he began to move steadily in and out of her cunt.
Harry watched the performance with lust-filled eyes as his hand continued to finger his cock, faster and faster as it grew enormously under his ministrations. He would be getting his from Rachael, he knew, and he wanted to be fully ready when the little hot-ass came down. He eased his movements as little drops of moisture appeared at the tip. He wanted to save all the good stuff for her cunt and her mouth.
Randy was pumping like mad now as Alice's cunt seemed to suck his cock in deeper and deeper. She moved in perfect time with him, arching her hips up to meet his lunges, as both reached frantically for the peak of passion.
As she was coming down the stairs, Rachael heard strange noises coming from the living room but she didn't give it too much attention. Her mind was too busy thinking how she could escape the evening gracefully with Randy and not cause too much of a stink.
She stopped dead in her tracks now as she entered the living room. Harry Gilman was standing naked, looking down at Alice and Randy who were on the thick rug, fucking like mad! The couple on the floor seemed almost unaware of anyone else, and even Harry was so enraptured with the sight of his wife being fucked so expertly, that he did not see Rachael enter the room.
"Oh my god!" shrieked Rachael loudly.
Harry looked over at Rachael now and holding his cock obscenely in his hand he walked over to her. Rachael was mesmerized, she couldn't take her eyes off the couple on the floor, fucking furiously. She made no resistance as Harry stripped her. The combination of Harry's erect cock and her husband fucking Alice, suddenly imbued her with a tremendous lust.
He urged her to the floor near Alice and Randy, and he crouched over her, spreading her inner thighs with his palms, holding them wide so that her already moist cunt showed clearly through her pubic hair. Rachael watched as Harry slowly lowered his head and she groaned as his moist lips fastened onto the lips of her cunt and his tongue slid quickly in, teasing her palpitating clitoris. Her head began to roll from side to side as he expertly performed cunnilingus on her, and within moments, she was ready to cum. Harry worked hungrily on her pussy, while his fingers caressed her "anus, and she began to writhe and buck under his mouth, wanting more.
He sensed that if he made her cum once, he would have her under his thumb once more, and he gave extra attention to the tongue caressing he was administering, digging it deeper and deeper into her vagina, while shoving his finger rhythmically up her elastic-walled anus. Rachael's buttocks flexed automatically each time he buried his finger in her anus, and his cock was hammering to enter her. But he wanted to get her into the mood of utter wantonness that he found exciting, so he continued to probe the wet, slippery interior of her cunt, striving mightily to bring her to climax.
Her hands went to his hair and she tried to pull him ever tighter into her crotch. Harry smiled to himself, hoping that Randy and Alice were finishing their love-making so that they might be taking in his conquest. She was a hot little bitch, he thought, ready to cum already, and afterwards, she would be begging him for more.
He let her push his face deeper into her crotch, though he was hardly able to breathe freely. He began to rake her clitoris with his teeth, then sucked it in hard and let it ooze out through his half-clenched teeth.
Alice was moaning and Randy was grunting and Harry heard Alice beg "more . . . Randy . . . give me all of that cock!"
He wished he might be able to watch, but the very pictures the words conjured up drove him insane with passion, and he worked even harder to make Rachael cum.
It didn't take long. She began to heave her buttocks upward rigidly, and he fought to keep contact and friction on her dancing nub of flesh and at the same time, drive his finger deeper into her anus. Rachael reached the brink and let herself go in wild abandon, moaning, "suck me, Harry .. . suck my cunt until it cums in your mouth! Oh .. . yesss .. . suck it good, lover!"
She felt her orgasm begin in her clitoris, then spread its delicious, searing fires through her belly, up and down her legs, burning into her brain until there was nothing in the world but her body, filled with pleasure and lust! As he felt her relax a bit, Harry licked more gently at her cunt, and his finger stopped plunging into her anus.
"Mmmmmmm . . . lover," Rachael moaned, "never stop making love to me. I need more . .. I need you to cum in my mouth ... in my pussy ... I need to be fucked front and back . . . forever and ever!"
The old sense of power flooded back into Harry's mind. . He had her right where she belonged . . . begging .. . wanting. He continued to lick and suck her cunt, while Rachael relaxed and wallowed in the wonderful feeling of satisfaction.
Alice was gasping for breath, moaning and groaning in a frenzy of desire. She was using all her muscles to meet the demands of Randy's stiff cock that drove into her like a pile driver, sending shivers of joy all through her body.
She was digging her fingernails into his back, bringing trickles of blood as she strove to bring him even closer to her.
Her cunt felt like a huge cave that was being eaten away by sand and water, becoming bigger with each lunge he made and she wished that she could take his balls into it, along with his wonderful cock. She realized with a jolt that this young stud had come to mean much more to her than just a casual lover. Randy Redford was rapidly becoming the most important thing in her life, she would do anything for him and she knew that she would have to conceal her longing for him from Harry. It was all right to fuck him, that was part of their pact, but to love him was another matter!
Randy wanted her to beg him, he loved that, he loved absolutely dominating her. He hammered in deeper and wilder now, drunk with his sense of power, he slid his fingers into her anus and Alice began to groan, "more. .. Randy . .. more .. . give me all you've got!"
He rammed his finger into her rectum viciously, as if to punish her for being such a slut, but what a slut! She was screaming obscenely now and this excited him even more.
He lunged in and out of her with greater rapidity now, wishing that he could penetrate every orifice at the same time!
Rachael was coming back to earth now and she felt Harry remove his mouth from her pussy. He spread her legs now and got atop of her and as Rachael felt his cock enter her vagina she felt herself come alive with burning desire. A deep groan came from her throat as she clutched his body to hers, silently begging him to be gentle and to make the fuck last an eternity.
Harry entered her slowly now, wanting it to last as long as possible, shooting his cock into her at the last moment as he did so he felt her whole body jerk uncontrollably at the impalement- "Nooo . .. nooooooooo!" she screamed. This spurred Harry on even further and his long hard cock slammed into her cunt brutally, so deep was he driving into her that she began to roll her head from side to side, muttering obscenities that even she couldn't understand.
They were not aware that they were being watched until they heard Randy's lust filled voice yell, "give it to her Harry, all the way, rip her apart!"
"Oh Harry. . . Harry," mumbled Rachael caught between pain and pleasure. She thrust her buttocks up towards him now to meet his vicious lunges as she felt her cunt being filled by his wonderful rod.
Harry was ready to cum, and her grunts of pleasure drove him to speed up his movements. She was maddened by desire to have her cunt filled with his cock and as she rolled her hips and she helped him to penetrate so deep into her that he felt he was a part of her. He loved it. .. she needed him .. . she needed his cock!
Harry knew that he had to cum now and he could no longer contain his emotions. He suddenly reached back and grabbed her ankles, pushing them back over her shoulders until she was rolled up into a tight round ball of helpless flesh. It pushed the walls of her cunt tighter, and he felt elated as he rammed his cock into her, feeling it slam into the yielding interior of her vagina.
Her knees touched the floor on either side of her head, her split spread wide, open to his every desire!
He rammed long, hard strokes into her streaming passages that was now wet and slippery, withdrawing the head until just the tip was inside the hot clammy opening and then thrusting forward hard with his hips until his balls were screwed tightly against the wide split crack of her buttocks.
Rachael was groaning with pleasure as her exposed cunt was ravaged almost beyond endurance. Yet she loved it! She wanted to respond with all her inner being but it seemed impossible for her to move, so firmly did he have her under his control. Each thrust drove her mercilessly down against the floor and she was helpless, no matter what he might do next.
Randy had gone back to his wild fucking of Alice, and now the room was filled with the groans and the body contact sounds of the two couples who engaged in a wild lustful orgy, almost unaware of the other's presence. The wildly flailing Alice had caused the two to move much closer to Rachael and Harry, so they almost touched, but no one cared or even noticed.
"You hot little fuck," moaned Harry, "you like fucking even better than I do, don't you?"
He felt the hot cum building inside his balls and they beat against her upturned ass-cheeks. He felt he would explode if he waited another second.
Rachael was begging him now and he knew that he was about to explode into her. He had never wanted a woman so badly in his life and he wondered if he was actually falling in love with her. He would have to be careful to hide his true feelings from Alice, that was part of their pact.
Alice was going wild now with the dual fucking she was getting from Randy. His cock was pounding into her cunt while his fingers were digging madly into her anus, adding eaves of pleasure to her lustful body. The walls of her pussy felt swollen and ready to burst, while his fingers pulled at the very center of her being, almost as if he were trying to tear and hammer her to pieces.
She bucked harder to meet his cock's invasion, her long, slim legs drawing him more tightly against her. At the end of each thrust of his cock she moved her heels in a motion as if she were using spurs on him.
Her face contorted into a lewd mask of ecstasy and pain, and she became oblivious to anything or anyone but the roaring fire that coursed throughout her sex-crazed body.
Randy jerked his fingers from her anus and thrust one of them into her burning cunt beside his swollen cock. It went in easily, and he inserted two more, groping for the gyrating clitoris that moved wildly under his touch. He pressed on the flesh on either side, and felt her respond ecstatically.
"Randy! Oh Randy!" she screamed, "I'm cumming. .. make me cum the best in the world .. . fuck me .. . please!" She was begging him frantically now and almost at the same time Rachael began to moan and beg Harry for release from her delicious torment. Her cunt felt about to burst with need and desire, and she increased the movement of her cunt muscles, trying to draw even more of the older man's cock into her.
Randy was having a wild time staying on top of Alice, so wild were her movements. She was like a bucking horse as she sought to fill her pussy with his fingers and his cock. He grabbed her quivering flesh as hard as he could, his balls seemed to suddenly explode, shooting his cum deep into her cunt, joining her juices deep in her belly!
At the same moment, Harry groaned loudly as his white-hot liquid began to spurt into Rachael's cunt like burning fire, bouncing against the walls of her cunt and filling it with his juices until he thought they would overflow. Her cunt clasped him tightly, erupting like a volcano in response to his cum, and her juices seemed to flow as freely as his as she went over that vast height of ecstasy.
Suddenly it was all over and silence reigned in the room, they all looked at each other in amazement as they all realized what they had experienced with each other's wives and husbands.
"I think we've got a good thing going here," grinned Harry lewdly, "what do you say we continue our relationship along these lines?"
"Yes," everyone chorused and they all laughed and collapsed in a heap on the floor.
"I haven't had enough yet," giggled Rachael.
"What was that I hear?" Harry gasped.
"I said I haven't had enough," pouted Rachael.
"All right, get on your knees," Randy commanded. Rachael knelt, panting on all fours, her buttocks waving high in the air. Her eyes hazy as if she were in a trance.
Randy grinned at Harry. "Take your choice."
"I just had some of the bottom part," Harry said calmly. "Why don't I give it to her in the mouth?"
He slid down now and positioned his cock directly beneath Rachael's mouth. Rachael felt Randy's hands positioning her buttocks, and he knelt behind her, his cock now hard as he looked at her anus. He spread the moons of flesh and stared at her puckered anus, and then he took his cock in one hand and moistened the end of it by putting it against her wet cunt lips and loving it up and down. Then she felt it probing at her tight anus, and in another second, it had begun to penetrate into her. She didn't mind. She was beyond caring, all she wanted was cock filling her up forever! She slipped her mouth eagerly over Harry's cock now and as she began to suck in earnest she motioned for Alice to suck on her tits. The auburn haired wife responded immediately, fingering her own cunt as she did so and as the four of them began to gyrate on the floor in depraved abandonment, Rachael fully realized that she had been initiated, against her will, into the Hollywood scene. Now, this was all she wanted, to be sucked and fucked in every possible orifice, she just couldn't get enough!
CHAPTER TEN
"Rachael honey, this is Sandra. I saw you having lunch with Harry Gilman today, I wondered how things were going."
"Everything's just fine Sandra, I took your advice and found myself a little action. Harry's being a perfect pet, he even wants me in his next movie."
"How is Randy reacting to all of this?" Sandra Deeson asked curiously.
"He doesn't care, he's so tied up with Alice Gilman, it's all working out just perfectly, the four of us get along great."
"Well, you certainly lucked out, honey, from what I saw of Harry Gilman today, he's nuts about you. He just fucked me and dropped me, he seems to have a real thing for you though."
"Yes, it seems that way. Sandra, I actually like it, all of this crazy perversion, I realize that I was getting very old and stuck in my ways. I feel like a new woman," purred Rachael.
"Yes," chuckled Sandra at the other end of the line, "there's just nothing like a lover to put the pep back into a woman, and this is just the beginning honey, if you make it in the movies you'll have men sniffing around you like crazy.
"I know and guess what Sandra, I'm beginning to like it. I love Randy so much more now since I let go of him, we still have a terrific time together, we fuck as much as ever and both get lots on the side. I'd say we have a perfect marriage, wouldn't you?"
"I certainly would," Sandra Deeson agreed, "I most certainly think you've found the answer to the perfect marriage!"
