Michael smeared Maxine's natural pussy lubrication up and into her rectum. He continued this until she was moving against him, whimpering into the pillows. Her anal opening looked ready, and he placed the tip of his cock against it. He worked it in a small circle, applying steady pressure and listening to Maxine's gasps of pleasure. Finally, impatient for even more joy, she pushed back and forced the end of his dick into her ass.
"Yeah, that's it! Give it to me where my husband never goes," Maxine prompted. "Come on, Michael, don't be shy. Fuck my ass, and don't stop till you jizz it!"
CHAPTER ONE
Kathryn, better known as Kat, steered her red BMW off the busy main street and turned into the medical park. As she drove along the tree-lined lane, she shivered with anticipation. Her lover was waiting for her in the building up ahead and she was more than ready for him. The workout at the health club had invigorated her and the massage had relaxed her. Her whole body was tingling. She felt tanned and beautiful and half her age, which was forty.
She drove around to the well hidden private entrance and parked beside the doctor's car. The street lights had just come on, casting a warm amber glow over the two lone vehicles. Catching a glimpse of her well-cared for body in the mirrored windows, she smiled. Daniel loved her in soft, flowing dresses-especially when she wore nothing underneath.
The door opened before she rang the bell, startling her. Breathless with desire, she gazed into Daniel's pale blue eyes and remained silent as she stepped inside the dark office. She stood with her back against the wall. When he closed the door behind her and locked it, she whispered, "Kiss me."
The kiss was gentle at first, barely a brushing of their lips. Because of his busy schedule and the fact that they were both married, they had been unable to see each other for weeks. This only made their cheating time together more exquisite. Neither of them thought about this now as the kiss deepened. Although Kat longed to feel his hard, hot body against hers, she wanted to make this last. She never knew when they would get together again and that, too, added to the excitement of the affair.
His hands covered her breasts and he nibbled at her tender, shell-like ear lobe. Kat's nipples leaped to life, stabbing his palms through the thin fabric of her silk dress as he kissed his way down her long neck. "I've missed you," he breathed as he continued to knead her sensitive globes.
"And I've missed you," she answered in a breathy voice. His spicy cologne teased her nose.
They kissed again, allowing their passion to build this time. Tongues battled fiercely and Kat pressed the full length of her body against his. Daniel moaned into her mouth as his hands slid down the sensual curve of her back to cup and knead her firm hips, pulling her even closer. His cock throbbed between them, thrilling Kat as much as his exploring hands.
"Don't you want to examine me more completely, Dr. Dan?" Kat asked. Her tone of voice was teasing, but there was nothing playful in her hungry, whiskey-colored eyes.
"I'll probably have to do an oral exam," he told her as he led her through the darkened office to the examination room. "I think you're running a fever."
"I do feel hot," Kat told him, falling into her "patient" role easily.
A single lamp was lit, making the small room look cozy and warm. He pulled her into his arms again and they kissed. This time, she was the aggressor, unbuttoning his shirt and sliding her hands inside. The crisp hairs on his chest excited her as did the strong, rippled muscles of his back and shoulders. As her tongue flicked back and forth across his nipples, she traced around his erection with her fingertips and finally squeezed him. He moaned softly. Her mouth watered for him. Her pussy was already overflowing. God, she wanted him everywhere at once!
The young doctor's moan grew louder as Kat kissed her way down his rippled stomach. Her nimble fingers worked unbuttoning and unzipping his pants and she pushed them down to his knees as she knelt. When she was on her knees, his prick was thrusting out of his thick patch of hair right at her mouth. The rounded tip was already wet with excitement and Kat licked it, slowly rolling her tongue all around the end.
"God, it's been so long," he gasped, tangling his fingers in her hair.
That reminded Kat that he never received this kind of oral treatment from his wife. Even though she wanted to devour him whole, she resolved to give him her best effort. Squeezing her thighs together around her aching cunt, she went to work, licking her way up and down his shaft until it was glittering in the lamp light. His skin tasted slightly salty, but that only made her want him more. When she finally sucked him inside her hot mouth, Daniel groaned and worked his hips back and forth gently. After allowing his steel-like rod to ride in the cradle of her tongue a few times, she tasted his sweet pre-cum.
Forcing herself to release his prick, Kat pushed it back against his belly. Curling her fingers around his shaft, she stroked him slowly. She tongued his bloated balls, shivering when she imagined the boiling cum inside. Then she sucked each tender orb into her mouth, bathing them with warm spit.
Daniel's ragged breathing filled the room and his groans were getting louder by the minute. Kat knew she was pushing him to the limit. Cradling his hairy sac in one hand, she guided his pussy prod to her mouth with the other. She made a tight ring of her lips and slowly, slowly forced them down over his knob. Squeezing as she took him deeper and deeper, she brought her tongue into play, tickling his most sensitive spots.
"Jesus!" Daniel hissed as he began fucking her face again.
This time Kat encouraged his steady movement, allowing him to bump the back of her throat while she continued sucking hard. His balls had already moved into firing position and she caressed them lovingly. Her long finger snaked out and found his puckered anus easily. When she massaged the tiny opening, a gusher of pre-squirt coated her tongue and she swallowed it hungrily.
"Baby, you know I can't take much of this," Daniel grunted, pausing in his thrusting.
In answer, Kat moved her mouth faster. She sucked harder. Little wet sucking sounds filled the room as Daniel began humping her face again. Finally, when she knew he had reached the point of no return, she pushed her finger into his hot little hole up to the second knuckle.
"Ahhhhh!" Daniel's whole body stiffened and the throaty sound of release filled the tiny room.
His cock jerked and swelled. His first strong spurt filled her mouth completely. Kat pulled her mouth back until just the end of his cock remained inside. This way, she could swallow his cum easily and she would get to taste it, too. And did he ever taste wonderful! Different from her other lovers and yet, somehow, the same. All she knew, as she greedily gulped down his nut nectar, was that she would never, ever get enough of him. She shuddered through a mini-cum as she coaxed the last drops from his prick and licked him clean.
"My, God, you make me weak as a kitten," Daniel chuckled as he sagged against the counter.
"And you make me wet and horny," Kat said as she kissed his knob and rose unsteadily to her feet.
"Then I'll just have to do something about that, won't I?"
As he kissed her wet lips, he unzipped her dress and eased it forward off her shoulders. When her firm, high riding breasts came into view, he moaned and quickly lowered his mouth to one of the rigid nipples. Even though she was more than ten years his senior, he had never seen a more perfect body.
Kat gasped at the first touch of his hot tongue and quickly offered him her other bud. She watched through a lusty haze as he pressed his face in between, licking the sensitive skin there. His long-fingered hands pulled her fleshy globes up around his face and he flicked the nipples with his thumbs.
Daniel pushed the dress downward until it lay in a silk puddle around her feet. When she lifted one leg slightly to kick the dress aside, he brought his nose close to her damp muff and inhaled deeply. Kat ran her fingers through his thick, dark hair. God, how she longed to straddle his face and hump his tongue into oblivion! But she held herself in check. After all, she was the one who, over the past year, taught the young doctor to take his time and enjoy her before enjoying himself.
Daniel licked his way up her inner thighs, coaxing her legs further and further apart as he neared her mound. Finally, his hot breath stirred her hairs. Her legs trembled and she gasped when his tongue insinuated itself in the deep groove between her swollen lips. It dipped into her pussy only briefly before sliding upward to her erect clit. He used his fingers to part her swollen lips, exposing her wet, sensitive nub completely. At the sound of her soft gasp, he used the tip of his tongue to gather more of her flowing oils and smear them up to her clit.
Again, Kat fought the urge to force him onto his back and smear her pussy all over his face. Instead, she placed a hand on his bobbing head. "I need to lie down," she whispered, her voice hoarse with need.
Daniel lifted her in strong arms and eased her onto the padded examination table. And then he moved down to the end between her legs. "Smile real big for me," he whispered as he eased her wet thighs apart with his hands. Now he could look straight down into her most private parts. The swollen lips and throbbing clit beckoned. He pressed his face close, inhaling her woman scent and her pussy spasmed. Even her anal opening seemed to be reaching for him.
"Lick it," she groaned. Arcing her back, she thrust her pussy at his face. "Suck it."
Daniel had never met a woman like Kat. She gave in to her wants and needs so completely and he loved hearing her talk like that. Already his cock was beginning to stir.
Kat held her breath as her lover's tongue wormed its way inside of her. Her strong inner muscles squeezed and stroked the welcome intruder. He withdrew his tongue, teased her clit again, and then shoved his oral muscle deep again. Again and again, he teased her until she could stand it no longer.
"Please," she hissed as she humped his tongue. "I need to cum."
Hearing the urgency in her voice, Daniel settled down to some steady tonguing. He slid one hand underneath her, squeezing her sweaty ass. The fingers of his other hand found her clit and pinched it to match the rhythm of his thrusting tongue.
"Yes!" Kat squealed as her body bucked out of control. The orgasm swept over her like a tidal wave blotting out everything except the delicious sexual vibrations that seemed to go on forever.
Daniel stayed right with her until she began breathing regularly again. Then he kissed her lower lips tenderly and began working his way back up to her mouth. When their lips came together, she moaned at the taste of herself and then licked his sticky wet cheeks. His sweaty body covered hers. She let her tongue snake into his mouth when she felt his half-hard cock brush against her inner thigh. Her pussy spasmed and she realized she would soon be ready to climax again.
"I hope you have something else for me," she purred as she reached between them and stroked him slowly.
"I will very soon," he answered, and there was that boyish grin that had thrilled her from the beginning. "If you keep that up."
His quick recovery time pleased Kat. She continued fondling him, moaning as he swelled in length and girth, filling her fingers. Her moaning was also due to the fact that he was fingering her pussy. Giving her a single, teasing finger at first, he worked just the tip in and out until she was reaching for more. He added a second finger and made ever widening circles just inside her lips with the tips. Her juices poured. The incredible itch inside of her was turning to an ache again. She bucked upward, trying to force Daniel's fingers deeper.
"You ready for this?" he asked, humping her fingers.
All Kat could do was nod and squeeze him hard.
They had found from previous experience that fucking on top of the narrow examination table was nearly impossible. Allowing herself to be maneuvered like a rag doll, Daniel eased her feet to the floor, turned her around and gently pushed her forward.
Whimpering softly, Kat pressed her tingling nipples into the surface of the table. A puddle of her oils gleamed nearby. She used her fingertips to smear the still warm fluid onto her lips and then licked them hungrily. Daniel was behind her, kneading her hips with both hands. The hot, rubbery tip of his prick bounced against her liquid center, teasing her.
"Stick it in me, fucker," Kat all but demanded as she pushed back against him. "Give me that fat cock."
With one hand still on her ass, Daniel placed his knob between her lips and thrust forward gently. Kat remained perfectly still and even held her breath as Daniel gave her just the head of his cock. It slid inside of her easily, making her want more. Her pussy sucked on him noisily and a fresh flood of scalding juices coated him.
"Want some more?" Daniel breathed, still squeezing her sweaty hip roughly.
Kat nodded and bit her lip as he inched his way deeper.
"And more?"
Again she nodded.
He buried another few inches into her tight cunt. When he repeated his question this time, his words were barely a whisper and he sank himself in ball-deep.
"Fuck me," Kat moaned, grinding her body against him as if to force him even deeper.
Daniel withdrew slowly until only the head remained inside. Then, in one smooth motion he was deep inside of her again, He was thrilled by the way she shuddered and groaned in ecstasy. Her pussy pulsed and fluttered around his meat, releasing it reluctantly when he withdrew.
His in and out movements continued until she was moving with him, taking everything he had and reaching for more. Then they increased in speed, churning her flowing juices to a froth. Both hands were free now to play with her firm, round ass. He pulled the cheeks wide, exposing her puckered anus lewdly. Then he pushed them tight together, making her pussy feel even tighter.
Reaching between her legs, Kat found her erect clit and began rubbing it steadily. Daniel's pistoning cock filled her to capacity and she worked her body in a small circle when it was rammed deep. Thick, wet sounds filled the room and mingled with their animal-like grunts of pleasure. Even the steady slapping of his balls against the back of her thighs added to the sexual symphony. Her orgasm built, subsided and built again as he pounded her pussy to a squishy pulp.
"Cumming." She gasped out the word as her orgasm overtook her with a suddenness and force that was startling. And when she slowly returned to reality, Daniel was still hard, still fucking her steadily.
"Did you cum good, baby?" he wanted to know as he stroked the soft skin of her lower back.
"Yes," Kat whispered.
"Do you want to cum some more?" With this question, he probed her sweaty anus with his fingertips.
And Kat found that she did. She wanted nothing more than to wallow in sexual oblivion and Dr. Dan was just the man to give her what she wanted. "Yes," she answered. "Give it all you got."
Daniel moved a bit faster as he worked the end of his finger in and out of her rectum. Almost immediately, her pussy tightened around him and she picked up his rhythm.
Kat barely heard the sexy sounds filling the room. The small space reeked of the smell of their heat and she caught sight of their joined shadow on the wall. As she watched Daniel's lean body hump hers from behind, she reached between her legs again. Her clit Was even bigger than before and so slippery she could barely hold onto it. She knew Daniel was struggling to keep himself under control as he drove himself deep into her very receptive body time after time.
Her orgasm built and subsided, threatening to slip away altogether. This orgasm was a bit longer in coming, and Daniel seemed to sense it. Finally, when it began building again, Daniel pushed those two fingers into her rectum.
"Oh, yes," she hissed as she teetered on the brink of orgasm. "Oh, yes."
This time Daniel did not even try to hold back. With a low roar, he rammed his prick deep. His whole body grew stiff and he began to spurt. The hot jizz filling Kat's pussy pushed her over the edge. This orgasm might have been more difficult to achieve but it was far more intense than any others she had experienced that evening.
When he caught his breath and her pussy finally released him, Daniel leaned forward to kiss her spine.
"That was wonderful," she whispered, finding the strength to move only when she felt his wet, shriveled cock against her thighs.
"It gets better every time," he answered.
Kat turned and they held each other for a few moments. "You'd better get going," she said as she moved out of his embrace and began to dress.
"Yeah, I told my wife I would try to get home early. Where's your husband tonight?"
"Working late," she answered. "As usual."
"That's what I told my wife I was doing," he said.
Kat made no comment at the time, but as she drove home, his words came back to her again and again. She tried to imagine Richard having an affair. It would not be difficult for him to find a mistress. He was forty years old, a prominent attorney and very, very handsome. She still found him attractive after all these years. And when they had time for sex, it was incredible.
Yet, as she pulled into the empty garage and parked her car, she knew Richard's absence was not the reason for her cheating ways. She had cheated on Richard almost since they day they were married. She was simply hooked on cheating. Whether it was a stolen weekend with some other woman's husband or a quickie with a stranger in a hotel, she knew she could never give it up.
With Daniel's cum oozing out of her freshly fucked pussy, she thought again about Richard and decided that if he was cheating, she did not want to know.
CHAPTER TWO
"I hate men."
That's how the discussion in the steam room began the next morning. And the fact that it was made by Jennifer, a pretty, young blue-eyed blonde surprised Kat. "All of them?" she asked.
Jennifer nodded. "Especially my husband."
"Double for him," said a redhead named Trish, who was seated on Jennifer's left. "All he thinks about is work."
"What about you, Maxine?" Kat asked of her third friend.
Maxine shrugged her slim shoulders. Her raven-colored hair was plastered to her head by the heavy steam. Always the loner of the group, Maxine was also the last to join in their discussions. "I don't really hate them. I just wish Edward would try something new once in a while. It's just so-boring."
Kat waited for a few more comments from her other friends and then spoke honestly, as she always did. "So why don't you do something about it instead of sitting around here bitching?"
Now she was the one getting looks of surprise.
"Cheat?" Jennifer breathed, covering her mouth with her hand as she said the word as if someone might hear.
"I cheated once," said Trish with a faraway look in her eyes. "He was a young golf pro right here at the club." The others waited for the older woman to continue, but she just shivered and remained silent.
"With who?" Maxine finally asked. "We would have to be very, very careful. If it got back to Edward or the university." She grimaced and let them imagine the consequences.
"Of course you have to be careful," Kat told them, "but it's so much fun. And it really does add spice to your marriage."
"You cheat?" Jennifer said the word again in a hushed voice.
Kat nodded.
"With who?" Trish asked.
"No one you'd know. You have to be careful, remember."
They continued talking about cheating, weighing the pros and cons until it was time to leave the steam room. Trish kept thinking about the young golf pro she had cheated with several years before. She promised herself she would start looking for a new lover right away. Just watching young, hard bodies thrilled her. She shuddered at the thought of one pumping away between her legs. Although Maxine had never cheated on her husband before, she had often considered it. She was eager to try something new, something exciting, and all it took was Kat's encouragement to give her the go ahead. Naive, innocent-looking Jennifer still couldn't bring herself to even say the word, but she listened intently. Kat knew it was going to take more persuasion to get her to join in the fun.
"All I can say is if your marriage needs to be revved up, go find yourself a lover. Otherwise, don't come back here bitching about being a bored, lonely housewife to me," Kat challenged them as she stood up to leave.
Kat was in her car with the engine running when Jennifer tapped on the passenger side window. She motioned for the long-legged blonde to climb inside.
"All this talk about cheating...." she began, and then frowned as if searching for the right words. "I've never ... I don't know if I can ... I don't know who...." With a final sigh, she shrugged. "I guess I don't know how."
"Follow me home and we'll talk about it some more over lunch," Kat suggested, hoping she didn't sound too eager.
Finally Jennifer nodded.
As the two women pulled away from the curb, they were unaware that they were being followed by a man driving a nondescript sedan. He parked across the street from Kat's house and waited for over an hour.
"The first time is always a little scary, but there has to be a first time," Kat explained as they moved from the sun-drenched terrace to the cool den. She left the remainder of their lunch even though the house staff had the rest of the day off. "You have to just let it happen. Let someone know you're interested."
Jennifer still seemed reluctant and confused.
"It's better if you cheat with someone you know," Kat explained.
"Like one of his friends?"
"Or one of yours. Would it make you feel any better if you cheated with another woman?" Kat asked, again hoping her eagerness to savor her young friend's charms did not show.
"Another woman!" Jennifer said, and then she bowed her head and blushed as she made a confession. "You know, I've thought about it. I look at my husband's magazines sometimes when he's not there. The sexy women kind of turn me on."
Kat was trembling as she ran her fingertips down Jennifer's bare arm. "You could start with me."
Now Jennifer's blue eyes gazed up into hers. "I've never."
"Hush," Kat whispered as her hand moved up Jennifer's shoulder to stroke her neck and ear. "Relax and let it happen."
Jennifer closed her eyes and whimpered as Kat's fingers continued moving. They brushed the front of her throat and slid into the deep V of the neck of her blouse. Her husband had made love to her that morning, but it had been a quick romp and then he was gone leaving her only partially satisfied. The young woman was very easily aroused.
Aching to see her friend naked, Kat forced herself to move slowly. She massaged the sensitive skin between Jennifer's breasts as she brought her mouth to the young woman's tender ear. Sucking gently on the lobe, she allowed her mouth to follow the same trail her fingers had earlier. While making circles with her tongue on Jennifer's tender flesh, she cupped her pert breasts with both hands.
"Oh," Jennifer moaned.
Kat gave in to the urge to kiss her full lips. She did so, and Jennifer received her darting tongue eagerly. Pressing her tingling nipples against Jennifer, Kat pulled her close and the kiss deepened. They were both breathless when it was over.
"Let's go up to my room, where we can be more comfortable," Kat suggested.
All Jennifer could do was nod. As she climbed the stairs on weak legs behind Kat, she felt as if she was trapped in some sort of erotic dream. Her panties were wet and she squeezed her aching mound as they climbed the stairs. If this was a dream, she did not want to wake up any time soon.
In the big bedroom, Kat turned and kissed Jennifer again. The young woman responded immediately this time, sucking on her tongue while pressing the full length of her body against Kat's. As the kiss continued, Kat began undressing the blonde, only ending it when she stepped back to take a look at the gorgeous, naked flesh that would soon be hers.
Holding her breath, she caressed Jennifer's breasts. They were creamy white and topped with stiff, candy-pink nipples.
"Beautiful," Kat breathed as she lowered her mouth to first one nipple and then the other.
Jennifer whimpered and thrust her chest toward the hot mouth. Finally, she did something she'd seen in one of her husband's books. She pushed the globes together so Kat could suck both nipples at the same time.
As Kat's mouth worked, she pushed Jennifer's clothing downward. She finally gazed upon a flat stomach with a cute dimpled navel. Jennifer's hips were still slim, almost boyish, but that only added to Kat's excitement. She tongued the young woman's navel and peeled her thin panties downward.
At the juncture of a pair of muscular thighs was a neatly trimmed thatch of blonde hair, only slightly darker than that on her head. It formed a perfect triangle and was halved by two slightly puffy lips. As Kat licked her way toward it, she inhaled Jennifer's strong scent. She could almost taste the sweet, young pussy already.
Jennifer moaned and placed a hand on Kat's head. Parting her legs, she thrust her pelvis in the direction of the thrilling tongue. Her husband rarely took time for this and Jennifer resolved to enjoy it to the fullest.
The lips were even more swollen by the time Kat's mouth reached them. Clear droplets of fluid clung to the hairs and she lapped them up hungrily. Then she worked her tongue into the deep groove between those lips. Jennifer groaned and shuddered as the tongue flicked her clit and then moved toward her overflowing pussy.
"Lay down," Kat breathed as she motioned toward the bed.
Jennifer rolled onto the huge bed and lay on her back, watching Kat undress. The cool, silk comforter felt good against her feverish flesh. By the time the older woman's dark bush came into view, Jennifer had one hand between her legs, squeezing her leaking cunt hard.
Kat's own pussy was screaming for release, but she knew Jennifer had to cum first-this time. She crawled onto the bed between those long, shapely legs and pushed them gently apart. Her thighs were wet and Kat licked them, moving ever closer to Jennifer's fingers, which were dipping into her steamy slit. She paused for a moment to watch and then pulled the fingers free, licking them clean one by one.
"Oh, God!" Jennifer moaned as Kat's talented tongue danced all over her lower body, touching only her most sensitive spots briefly. Moving instinctively, her young body reached for more.
Kat continued the tongue teasing until Jennifer's groans grew throaty and insistent. Finally, she gave them both what they had been waiting for. Curling her tongue into a point, she pushed it deep into Jennifer's hot cunt. The musky scent filled her head and Jennifer's sweet, tangy oils bubbled out, coating her lips and cheeks. Kat worked her tongue in and out several times and then withdrew it slowly.
Jennifer massaged her clit roughly with her fingers. Kat nosed them out of the way and used the tip of her tongue on the sensitive nub, alternating between sucking and licking.
"I'm going to cum," Jennifer whimpered, her body already bucking out of control.
Kat paused in her oral loving to allow Jennifer to calm down. She worked two fingers into the tight pussy and moved them in and out slowly, just enough to keep her teetering on the edge. She gazed upward past the breasts, which jiggled seductively, to blue eyes glazed with lust. Kat wanted to make this one an orgasm that the young wife would never forget.
"Please," Jennifer mouthed the words, her head rolling back and forth on the pillows. Her body was still moving, but not as uncontrollably as before.
After what seemed an eternity to both of them, Kat's hot mouth returned to Jennifer's pussy. She probed deep with her tongue again and then worked the point back up to the clit, which was still erect and throbbing. The fingers of one hand slid into Jennifer's wet cunt easily and Kat felt strong muscles pulling them as deep as possible. The fingers of her other hand were sliding in and out of her own pussy.
When Jennifer was moving steadily again, her grunts of pleasure filling the room, Kat reluctantly pulled her oily fingers from her own pussy. She pressed the wet tips against Jennifer's tiny anal opening and worked them in a little circle.
"Dear God!" Jennifer groaned, and spread her legs even wider, giving Kat all the room she needed.
Kat squeezed her legs together around her own throbbing clit. Jennifer gyrated crazily on the bed, thrusting upward to force the pleasurable fingers even deeper into her pussy and ass. Her movements were so crazy, it was all Kat could do to keep her lips wrapped around Jennifer's clit.
Jennifer had never experienced such pleasure in her life. Never had her husband centered his attention on her clit, nor had he used his fingers to thrill her like this. And she never dreamed that her asshole was so sensitive. Even as these thoughts filled her head, she was aware of the thick, wet sounds coming from between her legs. She could see Kat's bobbing head and hear her own animal-like sounds. Her orgasm threatened to overtake her any moment and yet, it eluded her by a heartbeat.
Kat realized Jennifer was ready to go over the edge. She rammed her fingers deep into the young woman's pussy and squeezed her clit between her lips at the same time. As her tongue began flicking the slippery wet nub, she matched the rhythm with her fingers. Within a matter of seconds, Jennifer cried out. Her body stiffened and then began jerking out of control. Her pussy pulsed and fluttered around Kat's fingers and even that inexperienced little asshole was doing some tricks.
When Jennifer returned to reality, Kat was licking her clean. "That was the best," she said as Kat moved up to lie on the pillow beside her.
"I wanted to make sure you enjoyed it," Kat said as her hands slid down her body toward her own crotch. "Now, if you don't mind, I have to take care of something."
Still struggling to breath evenly, Jennifer lay beside Kat watching closely. She felt Kat's sweaty thigh against hers as her legs spread wide. The fingers that dipped into her pussy came out gleaming wet. Kat bit her lower lip as she began rubbing her clit with her thumb.
"May I try?" Jennifer whispered on impulse.
Kat's dark eyes gazed up into her pale ones. She smiled as small white hands covered her breasts and then moved downward. Jennifer's touch was tentative at first, obviously inexperienced.
"Rub it like this," Kat instructed as she moved Jennifer's fingers to just the right spot. She shivered as Jennifer pressed one hot breast against her thigh, struggling to please her.
"You're so hot inside," Jennifer breathed as she inserted a single finger into Kat's pulsing pussy. She inhaled Kat's musky woman scent which was so like her own. She swallowed hard, longing to taste the thick oils that boiled out around her fingers. Yet, her somewhat timid nature and inexperience held her back.
"Give me two," Kat grunted, spreading her legs wider. "Push them deep." And even though Jennifer did exactly as Kat asked, she knew she was going to need more than those fingers. Finally, drenched in sweat, Kat gasped, "Go over to the dresser and look in the top drawer."
Jennifer looked puzzled, but did as she was told. After opening the drawer, she didn't have to be told what to get. Inside lay a dildo that looked very much like the real thing. It was made of flesh-colored rubber, and the shaft was covered with an intricate network of veins and was quite flexible.
"That's what I need," Kat breathed. Rolling onto her stomach, she thrust her bottom into the air.
The blonde knelt behind her. She gazed at Kat's puffy red lips and the pulsing mouth of her pussy. But what really held her attention was the puckered opening between her cheeks. When Kat had fingered her there, the pleasure had been exquisite. Jennifer squirmed on the bed.
"Take me from behind."
Kat's urgent prompting reminded Jennifer that her husband fucked her in this position before. Aiming the round tip of the fake dong at Kat's liquid center, she pushed gently. Kat's pussy lips seemed to suck it inside and Jennifer watched in amazement as the head and first few inches disappeared.
"Ah, yes!" Kat muttered. "Give it to me, baby."
Kat's words, as well as the sight of the dildo stretching her wide, thrilled Jennifer. Her own pussy was beginning to tingle again as she inched the fake cock deeper and then pulled it out again. Soon, the entire length was buried inside of Kat's hot body. The end was so slick, Jennifer had a difficult time holding onto it. Yet, as Kat rocked back and forth on her knees, begging for more and more of the sex toy, Jennifer was determined to give it her best shot.
The faster the dildo moved, the more Kat wanted. She loved the way it filled her tight hole and scratched the itch deep inside like no fingers could. Grunting, she reached between her legs to pinch her clit. Her climax began to build and it promised to be a powerful one.
When Jennifer realized Kat was rubbing her clit, she worked the dildo faster. And then, on impulse, she leaned forward and ran the tip of her tongue around the puckered hole that had held her attention for the past few minutes.
"Yeah! Yeah!" Kat groaned when Jennifer began to rim her with her hot tongue.
Jennifer's instincts were good. They told her when Kat's orgasm was ready to overtake her. She worked the dildo in and out faster and faster and, at the last minute, drove her tongue deep into Kat's butthole. With her cries of release filling the room, Kat flew into orbit. The intensity subsided somewhat, but her shuddering just seemed to go on and on. Finally, she had to gently disengage herself from the dildo and Jennifer's tongue to allow her senses to return to normal.
Later, as they lay in the big bed, recovering from a mutual masturbation session, Jennifer asked a question that had been on her mind. "Does this mean I'm really a lesbian?" Jennifer asked.
Kat laughed and hugged her friend close. "No, baby, it means you're bisexual. You'll still get it on with that hubby of yours. Now you have an alternative when he's not around to take care of your needs."
"Am I still cheating on him?"
Kat shrugged. "As long as you're having a good time, it doesn't matter."
Moments later, the telephone rang. Kat answered on the first ring so that it would not disturb the sleeping Jennifer.
"It's me. I just got back in town. Can you get away tonight?"
Kat smiled as she recognized the voice of one of her lovers. "Of course. When? Where?"
"My office, about eight," he answered.
"Shouldn't you spend your first night at home with your wife?" Kat teased, already knowing what he would say.
"She doesn't even know I'm in town. Isn't expecting me for a few days. Besides, I want you."
"I'll be there," Kat answered, and hung up the phone. Then she snuggled up next to Jennifer and drifted off to sleep.
CHAPTER THREE
Usually Trish's trip to the health club and her conversations with Kat and the others left her relaxed. Today was entirely different. She walked through the huge house feeling more restless and frustrated than before. Her husband, Carl, was out of the country again, on a buying trip for his import/export business.
In the beginning, she traveled with him all over the world, but that novelty had worn off and she stayed home more often than not these days. When he did come home to her, his mind was on business or his next trip. Divorce wasn't the answer. She truly loved Carl and he provided for her well. There was a new car in the garage, this beautiful home and all the clothes and jewelry she wanted. At twenty-five and thirty those things had been important. Now, at forty-five, her body craved more attention than ever before.
Pausing at one of the French doors in her bedroom that overlooked the rose garden, she watched the young man pruning roses. He had removed his shirt and the deeply tanned muscles of his arms and back gleamed with sweat in the late afternoon sunshine. That reminded her of the golf pro and Kat's last words to them.
Trish hadn't thought about her one affair for years, but ever since the discussion in the steam room, vivid, erotic memories had returned. She had driven all the way home with one hand between her legs. Rushing upstairs to the bathroom, she had masturbated wildly, climaxing once or twice and then doing it again in the shower. Still, her body ached for more.
Now, she watched the young man working in the yard below. She didn't even know his name and guessed he was only about twenty years old. But he had a gorgeous body and she wanted it. Carl wasn't due home for a few more days. Maybe she could just keep him here until she had her fill.
Moving to the full-length mirror on the wall, she untied her robe and pulled it open. Her breasts were full and still firm, her waist trim and her stomach flat. Even though her hips were well rounded, the muscles there were well defined and taut. She fondled her breasts, tugging playfully at the nipples, and then her hands slid down her body. She sighed as the heat returned to her crotch, spreading outward quickly.
"Kat's right," she said to her reflection. "You're still very desirable. You could seduce him. Just do it!"
With a look of determination on her face, she brushed her deep red hair until it gleamed and then applied her make-up carefully so that it played up her green eyes. Dressing in short shorts and a revealing top, she went downstairs and outside. The dark-haired, shirtless man looked up as she approached and wiped sweat off his face.
"Could I interest you in some iced tea?" she asked. Posing with her hands on her hips, she thrust her full chest at him.
"That would be mighty nice," he said with a grin.
"Come on inside," she suggested with a teasing wink.
"Relax for a few minutes." Then she turned and started back toward the house. She felt his hot gaze on her swaying ass as he followed.
With shaking hands, Trish poured tea into two tall glasses filled with crushed ice. She placed his on the table in front of him. Too nervous to sit down, she remained standing and sipped hers. "What's your name?" she asked.
"Larry," he answered, and turned deep brown eyes toward her. "You're Carl's wife, right?"
She nodded and watched his big hand curl around the wet glass.
"Someday, I'm going to own my own business just like Carl. I'm going to have a big house like this and a wife as...." he stopped in mid sentence and swallowed half the tea.
"A wife as what?" Trish pressed.
"As pretty as you," he finished.
"Do you really think I'm pretty?" she asked.
Downing the last of the tea, he nodded.
"Would you like to see me naked?" This time her voice had a throaty quality that surprised her as much as the question she had asked.
His dark eyes met hers and then traveled downward. "Yes."
With a little smile, Trish slowly unbuttoned her top and opened it wide. Her breasts were now bared to his hungry gaze. He licked his lips. As she unzipped her shorts and slid them down off her hips, her pussy grew loose and moist. She hadn't seen that look in Carl's eyes in years.
"What a pretty pussy," Larry breathed.
"Touch it," Trish suggested.
Reaching out, he ran his fingers through damp curls that were the same color as the hair on her head. Trish bit her lip to keep quiet, but she placed her hand over his and urged him to squeeze her mound.
"So soft."
Without a word, Trish spread her legs slightly, inviting him to explore further. Again, it was all she could do to keep quiet as one of his thick fingers slithered between her lips. When he withdrew the finger, it was shiny wet with her juices.
"Taste it," she suggested, her voice shaking.
Larry licked his finger and moaned.
With that encouragement, Trish pushed his empty glass out of the way and climbed onto the big table in front of him. Placing a foot on either side of him, she spread her legs wide. "Eat up."
With another groan, Larry buried his head between her legs. His tongue darted here and there at first, as if sampling her offerings. Trish gasped and shuddered as she propped herself on both elbows and watched closely. Finally, he used the tip of his tongue to spread her lips even wider. Deeper and deeper it burrowed and then he began sucking noisily at her juices.
"Yeah, baby, yeah," she whispered as she began rocking her hips slowly.
Larry slid both hands up under her ass and pulled her even further onto his tongue. Then he began working it out faster and faster while bumping her clit with his nose. Never had he tasted a pussy this sweet and never had he met one so willing. She was already beginning to pulse and flutter and her clit was enormous. His prick was half-hard and growing fast. Just when he thought she had reached her peak, he teased her puckered anus with his little finger.
An anguished cry of release escaped Trish's lips as she ground herself all over the young man's face, bucking out of control. Then, giving in to her desires, she breathed, "Fuck me."
"Yes, ma'am."
Standing, Larry unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans. Pushing them, along with his shorts, down out of the way, he allowed his prick to leap free. It was completely erect now and he pumped it with one hand as he reached for Trish with the other.
"God, your cock is huge," she breathed, gazing down at the biggest prick she had ever seen.
When she was poised on the edge of the table, he stepped up close and guided his knob to her gaping hole. The height was all wrong, but he had to get himself wet, had to feel her thick fluids coating him. She gasped when the head disappeared inside of her and her strong muscles clamped down on him hungrily.
Larry teased her briefly and then withdrew reluctantly. Lifting her in his arms, he asked, "Where's the closest bed?"
Clinging to his broad shoulders, Trish guided him to the bedroom she shared with her husband when he was in town. She lay in the middle of the big king-sized bed, watching as he removed his clothes. God, his body was beautiful, bronzed by the sun and heavily muscled from hard work. But it was his cock that held her attention and the full balls hanging beneath.
"I want it," Trish moaned, spreading her legs wide for him. "I want it all."
He knelt between her legs, again teasing her with just his cockhead. "Take it," he challenged, holding himself just out of reach.
With a groan, Trish lifted her ass off the bed reaching for him. The head filled her again and she grabbed his ass with both hands, trying to force him deeper.
"Take it," he repeated as he allowed several inches of shaft to be sucked into her hot hole.
Again, Trish pushed her pussy onto his cock, still unable to capture the full length of his rod.
"Take it all," Larry told her as he drove himself in to the hilt with enough force to make both of them grunt.
Trish had never experienced a man this big. She lay there for a moment, almost delirious with pleasure as her body adjusted to his size. And then she began moving underneath him, grinding her clit against his pelvis, squeezing his cock with muscles she had not used in years.
"Enough?" he asked as he withdrew only a few inches and then slammed into her again.
"Yes," she hissed, clinging to his sweaty back. "Again."
Moving slowly at first, Larry began to fuck her. Pulling out all but the head, he then fed his cock back into her an inch at a time. As he worked, he listened to her guttural sounds of pleasure and watched her eyes glaze over with lust. Every once in a while he would kiss her mouth or lower his head to her hard-nippled breasts. But he never stopped moving in and out of her snug cunt.
"I'm going to cum," she shouted, wrapping her legs around his ass.
"Do it," Larry breathed, churning his juices to a froth. "Cum on my dick. Let me feel that hot pussy sucking on my dick."
Trish heard his words as if from a distance. Her blood roared in her ears and her whole body seemed to gyrate out of control as she literally threw herself against him.
Larry struggled to keep himself under control while the woman beneath him literally vibrated with pleasure. He kept constant pressure on her clit until she began to return to reality and then he pulled out of her slowly. His cock and balls were slimy wet with her oils. His prick throbbed, but he prided himself on giving a woman all she could handle before allowing his needs to take control.
Rolling onto his back, Larry pulled Trish on top of him. She squatted over his rigid cock, lips spread wide, and then sank onto him in one smooth motion. He watched as his dark hairs and her wet red ones became entwined and then he captured her sweaty breasts in both hands.
"Ride it, baby," he whispered as he kneaded her globes roughly. "Ride it."
The new position thrilled Trish. Closing her eyes, she worked her pussy up and down his cock. He seemed to be going even deeper than before, touching sensitive areas inside of her she never knew existed. As her excitement increased, she moved faster and faster again, grinding her clit between them. Her hair flew around her head in wild disarray, her face a mask of concentration as she rode him hard and fast.
Larry loved watching her breasts as they danced on her chest. He loved seeing the look of ecstasy coming and going on her face. But mostly, he loved the way her tight, hot pussy squeezed and pulled on his cock. As her orgasm approached, she grew tighter and tighter, hotter and wetter. Finally, it hit and she flew completely out of control, babbling incoherently.
Forcing himself to think about anything except the hot pussy sucking on his cock, Larry managed to hold his orgasm at bay.
When she realized he was still hard, Trish began to feel more confident than before. Growing bolder, she lifted herself off him, turned her back to him and sank right back onto his hard cock. Both of them sighed.
"Now I can watch that pretty pussy cum," he said as he held her hips wide apart with both hands.
Leaning forward slightly, Trish caught sight of herself in the mirror. Her hair was a tangled mess, but her face, her whole body all but glowed with excitement. "Tell me what you see."
"Your tight little pussy stretched wide around my dick," Larry told her. "And a tiny little asshole. I'd stick my tongue in there if I could."
Trish shivered at the thought and covered her tingling nipples with both hands. "Later," she told him as she realized she could see his wet cock sliding in and out of her in the mirror, too. "Right now, I just want you to make me cum again.".
"I think I can do that," Larry said as he thrust upward, burying himself to the hilt. When she began moving with him, riding him steadily, he reached around in front of her. Finding her clit easily, he rubbed it to match their rhythmic fucking movements.
Watching her reflection in the mirror seemed to mesmerize Trish. It was almost like watching an X-rated movie. Only she was the starlet, obviously loving everything the man was doing. And the young stud was doing everything he could to pleasure her. The wet sound of their bodies slapping together reached her ears.
Her moans were growing louder by the minute and she closed her eyes as the first tremors of orgasm washed over her.
"Are you going to cum again?" Larry grunted. When he realized she was climaxing yet again, he forced his cock deep into her pussy and pinched her clit.
"Yes," she hissed. Still, she watched in the mirror as her sweat-drenched body bounced up and down on his meat.
"Go ahead," Larry told her. "Cum for me."
In the next heartbeat, she exploded, her whole body jerking out of control. The pleasure pulsed through her for what seemed an eternity, subsiding and then growing more intense again. Finally, it was over and Trish slumped forward, totally exhausted.
"I'm still hard," Larry said as he maneuvered her onto her back on the bed. "It's my turn to cum now."
Trish lay there watching as he knelt between her legs, pumping his sex slick meat slowly with one hand. The muscles in his arms rippled with the steady movement.
"You have to tell me," Larry said to her. "Do you want it in your pussy? How about in your mouth? Maybe," he paused, moved forward and rubbed his swollen knob up between her breasts. "Maybe right here."
Trish had never met a man like this before. They had been going at it hot and heavy for what seemed like hours and he still had enough control over himself to let her decide where she wanted him to cum. The thought of him emptying his balls on her body, of seeing him spurt, thrilled her.
"Right there," she finally gasped. "Shoot on my tits."
"That's my girl," Larry breathed.
Straddling her body, he pulled her breasts up around his meat. That formed a tight tunnel of flesh and he fucked it slowly. Every once in a while, the bulbous knob appeared, looking obscene against her white skin. And with every trip it looked bigger and redder than before. He felt her heart thudding underneath his body and moaned as his balls brushed the soft skin of her stomach.
This whole situation was new to Trish and she loved it. Looking down, she watched pearly drops of pre-cum oozing from his hole. It lubricated the skin between her breasts and allowed him to move even faster. She had the incredible urge to taste him and lifted her head so that she could lick his knob from time to time. At the same time, her fingers strayed to her cunt, which was feeling quite itchy again.
Larry knew he would not last much longer. He squeezed her fleshy globes even tighter around his meat and fucked steadily. With the added lubrication of his own pre-cum, he felt the cum that had been boiling in his balls ease into his shaft.
Her hot tongue snaked out and coated the end of his prick in wet saliva. She. drove two fingers into her pussy.
The cum streaked up his shaft toward the end and simmered just under the head. He humped her chest even faster.
Trish saw his cock swell and felt it jerk. She realized he was ready to explode. Jerking her legs wide, she rocked her clit with her palm, eager to climax right along with him.
Larry saw rather than felt her tongue on him again and that triggered his orgasm. With a low roar, he rammed the hot, wet tunnel between her breasts one last time. His whole body stiffened as the first stream spurted from him, splashing over her lips and chin. Unable to breathe, think or even move, he watched the second hot gusher hit under her chin and spread quickly over her neck and chest.
By this time, Trish was in the throes of yet another orgasm. She humped her hand, groaning in release, thrilled as much by the hot fluids spraying her body as the fingers embedded in her cunt.
The remainder of Larry's healthy load added to the gooey mess on Trish's chest as he slowly returned to earth and began moving again. Freeing her breasts at last, he milked the last few droplets out with his hand. Together they massaged the contents of his balls into her flesh and then kissed deeply.
Half an hour later, under the stinging spray of the shower, he kept his promise about tonguing her asshole. And then he fucked her until the water grew cold. They finished that session off with her sitting on top of him on the toilet. This time, he emptied his balls deep inside of her very receptive body.
"My husband isn't due home for a few days. I'd like for you to stay," Trish said with a shy smile as she wiped him off him with a big, fluffy towel.
"Let's take it a step at a time," Larry told her as she wrapped her lips around the end of his soft cock. It stirred and he shivered with desire, despite his recent orgasm. "I'll spend the night."
With that promise, Trish swallowed him whole, swirling her tongue around him lazily and releasing him only when he grew too large for her mouth. As his recent deposit oozed out of her tired but happy pussy, she realized this was going to be a night she would never forget.
CHAPTER FOUR
After leaving the health club, Maxine found that all the talk about cheating, about doing something about her unhappiness, had only made her more restless. Unlike Trish, though, she did not return home. She drove around town aimlessly for a while and even went to the university campus where her husband, Edward, was a professor.
At first she thought about going up to his office and confront him with her feelings. But that wouldn't do any good. When Edward was involved with writing a new textbook, as he was at the moment, no one could get his complete attention. That included her.
As the beautiful, raven-haired woman sat there in the late afternoon sunshine in her sports car, several young men strolled by. Not knowing who she was, they made sure she knew they were interested in getting her attention. Maxine pretended not to notice.
Having sex with students from the university would probably be the answer to her sexual problems. She smiled as she thought about fucking a student who was in one of Edward's classes. Surely, one of these young men would be willing to teach her new positions, show her sexual techniques she had never even dreamed of. And surely he would bring her to heights of ecstasy Edward could not with his boring, almost methodical approach to sex. But, no, if she cheated with someone, it would have to be handled with more delicacy than that. The last thing she wanted to do was ruin Edward's reputation, maybe even his career.
Cheating was still a big "if," thought Maxine as she pulled out of her parking space and began driving again. Soon, the busy streets fell away and she cruised down quiet, residential neighborhoods. The houses became further and further apart until she was driving along back roads that meandered through the countryside. Not really sure of her whereabouts, she began looking for a gas station. That's when she saw a man standing beside the road. She decided to stop and ask for directions.
It wasn't until she slowed and came to a stop that she realized the man's thumb was out. "Where are you headed?" he asked.
"I'm sort of lost," Maxine confessed, gripping the steering wheel nervously. The man was about her age, thirty, with shoulder-length, sun-bleached hair, a luxurious beard and intelligent brown eyes. Danger signals were going off in her head.
"I'd be glad to help you out, if I could ride along," he offered.
Ignoring the warnings, Maxine nodded. "Okay."
"My name is Michael," he said as he folded his lean, lanky frame into the car beside her and tossed his duffel bag in the back seat.
"I'm Maxine," she answered and started the car rolling again.
As they rode along talking, Maxine's nervousness eased. He was traveling around the country on foot, working here and there, gathering material for a book.
She realized he was really quite intelligent and laughed often as he told her funny stories about the people he had met. She also realized something else: despite the long hair and beard, he was very, very masculine and very handsome. Just being near him made her skin tingle. Out of the comer of her eye, she watched his long-fingered, expressive hands and wondered how they would feel caressing her breasts.
"There's a little town up ahead here," he said. "You can drop me off at the motel, then take a left at the light. That road will take you back to the city."
Maxine could already see a gas station sign in the distance. Suddenly, she wished they could just keep on talking and driving forever.
The motel was right next to the gas station. Maxine pulled up next to the office and stopped.
"Well, thanks for the ride," Michael said as he reached in the back for his duffel bag.
Maxine caught a whiff of his musky cologne and trembled. The car door was already open when she whispered, "Don't go."
Michael stopped, turned and looked at her.
"I ... I would like to spend some more time with you," she stammered, not really sure of what she was going to say or do next.
"Here?" he asked, his voice as breathy as hers.
Maxine swallowed hard and nodded. "I have to be very careful. I'm married and ... but I want you. I need you."
"I'll get us a room," he said, and stepped out of the car.
Maxine sat there trembling until he returned. He directed her around to the back of the building to a room on the far end. "No one will be able to see your car here," he explained.
She hesitated only once more and that was when he unlocked the door to the motel room. He pushed it open and motioned for her to go in first. This was her last chance. Once inside, there was no turning back.
"It will be all right," he whispered, giving her hand a reassuring squeeze.
Bolts of electrical excitement streaked up her arm and she stepped inside. The room was like ten thousand others across the country, clean but cheaply furnished and impersonal. Maxine stood there between the two double beds and watched the tall stranger lock the door. Then, he dropped his bag on the floor and reached for her.
Maxine moved into his arms, resting her head on his shoulder. He held her in an almost brotherly fashion for a moment, stroking her back tenderly. Then, he lifted her chin with his finger and kissed her gently. Again, there were those tingling thunderbolts of pleasure, only this time they exploded in her crotch. Incredible desire engulfed her and heat spread outward, up to her suddenly aching nipples and down her trembling inner thighs. She and Edward had been married for ten years and this was the first time she had ever experienced this kind of sexual arousal.
"It's been a long time?" he asked when his kiss left her breathless.
"Never," she whimpered. "Never."
Maxine's mouth was captured by his again and this time she sucked eagerly on the tongue he offered. His touch was more demanding this time, too, those big hands caressing her hips and thighs and then sliding up between them to knead her breasts. She moaned and pressed her body closer to the erection that throbbed between them. Again, his masculine scent filled her head, making her dizzy.
Michael maneuvered the beautiful woman to the closest bed. Not wanting to frighten her by moving too fast, he simply lay down with her and they continued kissing. His exploration of her body continued, too, and he loved the feel of her firm breasts thrusting upward into his palms. At last, he took a chance and worked a hand between her legs. The crotch of the skin-tight denim jeans she wore was warm and wet and she humped his hand gently.
When Michael's hand moved up under her sweater and began fondling her naked breasts, she was completely helpless to either stop or help him. All she could do was roll onto her back as he bared her globes to his gaze and moved his mouth from one stiff, coral-colored nipple to the other. He ran his tongue around each one and then sucked it gently. Edward rarely touched her breasts and Maxine was afraid she might climax from this alone.
Michael had never experienced such complete submission in a woman before. Trying not to think about his raging erection, he kept his mouth on her breasts as he unzipped her jeans. Sliding his hand down her flat stomach, he discovered a luxurious silky bush that was already damp with excitement. The finger that worked its way between her lips was wet immediately.
When his wet fingertips touched her sensitive clit, Maxine found the strength to move. She had to get out of her clothes and began undressing hurriedly. "Don't stop," she whispered over and over as she yanked her sweater off her head and tossed it aside. Then she wiggled out of her jeans and kicked them off, spreading her legs wide at the same time.
Finally, completely naked, she pulled his mouth to hers. Now, she could press her aching nipples against the soft flannel of his shirt. The rough fabric of his jeans scraped her inner thighs as she humped his leg. All of these sensations, even his prickly beard and mustache thrilled her beyond belief.
"I need to cum," she breathed into his ear when he returned his mouth to her super hard nipples. At the same time, she guided his hand to her mound.
Michael's fingers found her liquid center easily. Using just the tips, he made ever widening circles just inside the mouth of her pussy. He sucked on them noisily and she groaned loudly.
Maxine's submissive nature had begun a complete turn around. Now, she was demanding his full attention with her body. Grabbing his wrist, she forced his fingers deep inside of her and began humping them steadily. "Rub my clit," she breathed. This was her one chance to experience everything a man could give and she was not about to miss a single moment.
.Sensing that she wanted more than she was asking for, Michael continued fingering her bubbling hole. At the same time, he lowered his mouth to her tiny clit and began licking it steadily.
"Suck me!" she howled as her hips bucked even faster. His long, silky hair caressed her thighs. "Eat me!"
Pressing his steel-like cock against the too soft mattress, Michael sucked her slippery nub into his mouth. He flicked it with his tongue, inhaling her heady woman scent. Her oils were sweet and he longed to drive his tongue into her pussy, to suck her dry. But before he could make the transition, she stiffened and jerked through her first climax.
It was several moments before Maxine returned to reality and when she did, she saw Michael through a lusty glaze. To her surprise, she only wanted more. "Take off your clothes," she said as she squeezed his cock. "Fuck me now."
When he was naked and kneeling between her spread legs, their eyes met. "Different. I need something different," she whispered.
"Touch me," he whispered. As badly as he wanted to be inside of her, as badly as he needed release, he knew there was so much more, especially with this woman.
Maxine's fingers curled around his shaft. It had been years since Edward had given her this kind of time. Her touch was tentative, hesitant at first, but as the heat from his meat filled her hand, she worked his skin back and forth slowly. Pre cum bubbled onto her palm and she gasped.
"Taste it," he suggested and watched as she licked his pearly fluids from her fingers.
He kissed her mouth and she tasted her own juices on is lips. "I want to suck you," she moaned, even as she guided him to her hungry pussy.
"Later," he promised as he pushed her thighs back against her chest, spreading her even wider. Then, watching, he slid the entire length of his cock deep into the her tight cunt. Closing his eyes, he fought for control.
Maxine, on the other hand, had no control over anything. Groaning, clinging to the rock-hard muscles in his arms, she took everything he had and reached for even more. His cock stretched her wide and reached just deep enough to worsen her itch. "Fuck me," she grunted as she ground her body against him.
Michael moved slowly at first, determined to get every drop of pleasure from this encounter. She was incredibly hot inside and so tight it felt as if she might break his dick off. He teased her with just the head for a few moments and then drove himself in to the hilt again. At the same time, he rode high on her mound, grinding her clit between them.
Maxine loved this slow fucking simply because she never received it from her husband. Yet, the need to climax was becoming more and more overpowering. Moving as best she could underneath him, she urged him to go faster. At last he took the hint, released her legs and settled into a steady rhythm. She wrapped her legs around his ass, her arms around his shoulders and plunged her tongue into his mouth. There was the taste of her own pussy again and the sexy, wet sounds coming from between her legs added to the thrill.
Michael realized she was teetering on the brink of orgasm yet again. He felt her pussy begin to pulse and flutter around his pistoning rod. Her body was moving erratically, bucking out of control and if he didn't do something soon, he was going to lose it, too.
"Does it feel good?" he asked, as much to calm himself as to distract her.
"God, yes!" she howled. Still slamming herself upward against him.
"Do you want to cum?"
"Yes." Edward never talked dirty to her like this. She found that it not only added to her excitement, but it seemed to prolong the first tremors of her orgasm.
"I can feel your pussy sucking my cock," Michael breathed into her ear. "I can hear it."
"Me, too," Maxine grunted, inching closer to her peak.
"You're so hot," he told her as his balls slapped her upturned bottom. "So tight. I feel like I could fuck you forever."
"Please," Maxine hissed. "Please don't stop." Each word was punctuated by a savage, upward thrust and then, with a guttural cry of release, she went flying into orbit.
Michael stayed with her, nibbling her ear, kissing her neck. His movements slowed as did hers after a while, and they lay together drenched in sweat.
Amazed that she had climaxed a second time and still wanted more, Maxine gazed up at him, her dark eyes glowing warmly. "You're still hard," she said, licking her lips.
Michael nodded. "Barely."
"Would you think I was terrible if I told you I need to cum again?" she asked, running her hands through his long hair and pulling it back from his face. She studied his chiseled features, the strong chin, the perfect nose and that wet mouth. And, of course, she could not ignore the thick cock still throbbing in her pussy.
He shook his head. "Your wish is my command, dear lady," he said with a teasing tone in his voice. And then he lowered his head and licked the sweat from between her breasts.
"I want to try something new," she confessed.
"Such as?"
Suddenly, she remembered something she had read about once. It had intrigued her and when she mentioned it to Edward, he flatly refused. "Fuck my ass."
Michael was surprised. That was the last thing he expected this rich, well-bred lady to say. "As you wish," he said as he pulled his rigid pole out of her with a wet plop.
Maxine knew enough to move to her hands and knees on the bed. Pressing her breasts into the mattress, she thrust her ass into the air. Shivering with anticipation, she felt vulnerable in this position. Yet, she trusted this stranger completely.
Michael began slowly, tonguing her pussy briefly before working his way up to her puckered asshole. Even now, she smelled clean, almost wholesome. Soon he found himself holding her cheeks wide and thrusting his tongue deep into her tight rectum.
Moaning into the pillows, Maxine felt her hot juices begin to flow again. They oozed down her thighs and dripped onto the bed. If his tongue felt this good, his cock was going to be incredible. When he began using his fingers, stretching her virgin anus even wider, she experienced some discomfort. That quickly subsided and was replaced by unspeakable pleasure.
Michael smeared her natural lubrication up and into her rectum, pushing the oils deep with his fingers. He continued this until she was moving against his hand, whimpering into the pillows. Only then did he decide she was ready for his cock. And he was more than ready for her!
Her anal opening looked much larger now than when he started. Still, though, when he pressed the rubbery tip of his cock against it, he had his doubts. He worked it in a small circle, applying steady pressure and listening to her little gasps of pleasure. Finally, as if impatient with his gentleness, she pushed back against him, forcing the end of his dick inside of her.
Maxine had never known such a white-hot sensation in her life. His knob stretched her unbelievably wide, seemed to split her in two. She knew, though, from experience with his fingers, that this would soon pass. Holding her breath, she waited.
Michael remained motionless, his knob buried in her rectum, until Maxine began moving. She rocked slowly back and forth, taking him deeper with each movement. And when he realized she was actually reaching for more, he picked up her rhythm right away. Soon, his entire length was embedded in her asshole, his balls bumping her upturned thighs and wet pussy as they fucked. And her sounds of pleasure were like nothing he had heard before.
Reaching between her legs, Maxine worked two fingers into her hungry pussy. Her whole body felt like it was on fire and having Michael's cock stuffed into her asshole only added fuel to the flame. She listened to his raspy breathing, felt him thumping inside of her and knew this was something she would never get enough of.
As her climax began to build, she moaned, "Cum in me. I want to feel you squirt."
Giving in to his instincts, Michael grabbed her ass with both hands. He began slamming himself in and out of her, his balls drawing up against his body. Within seconds, he was spraying her insides with the load that had been building for hours. His groans of release filled the room, drowning out her squeals of pleasure, and when it was over, he was completely spent, collapsing on top of her.
With her bowels full of Michael's scum, Maxine brought herself off again and again, even after his shrinking cock slipped out of her. They both fell asleep, exhausted but satisfied.
Hours later, when she left him sleeping in the motel room, she had only one regret. She had not tasted his spunk, had not had the opportunity to suck him. Yet, Michael had opened up a new world for her. There would be others-many, many others.
CHAPTER FIVE
Still excited from her afternoon in bed with Jennifer, Kat dressed carefully to meet her lover that night. He was really into lingerie and had, in fact, brought her a pure silk camisole from Paris the last time they were together. As she slipped on lacy panties and then a garter belt and stockings, she smiled at her reflection in the mirror. Already her pussy ached for his touch. She gave herself a loving caress.
Kat rarely saw Carl simply because he was out of town so much. Under the circumstances, that was probably a good situation. When he was in town, they were always hot for each other, always trying to get together. They might get careless and get caught. Carl's wife probably would not like the idea. Kat wasn't sure about Richard's reaction, but she wasn't ready to find out.
Meeting in Carl's sumptuous office was perfect. Since it was after hours, no one was likely to see her there except the security guard. Over her lacy lingerie she wore a severe, business-like navy-blue suit complete with high heels and a briefcase. Her dark hair pulled into a tight bun at the nape of her neck completed the image. Anyone seeing her there would think she was one of his wealthy customers there to purchase something he'd bought while in the Orient. She might even pass as his corporate attorney. As the elevator doors whooshed closed and started upward toward his office, that thought struck Kat as funny and she laughed aloud. Richard was Carl's corporate attorney!
He was waiting for her in the lobby. Wearing a perfectly tailored suit, he looked like the successful businessman that he was. Even at fifty, Carl was lean and muscular. The lines around his eyes and mouth only added to his rugged good looks and the gray hair at his temples only made him look more distinguished. His jacket emphasized his broad shoulders and trim waist.
"Hello," he said. His deep voice seemed to fill the whole area.
"Hi," Kat replied and extended her hand. Although she wanted to run into his arms and crush her body against his, she held herself in check. It appeared that they were alone, but they still had to be careful.
"Have I got a treat for you," Carl said, squeezing her fingers. No one saw him wink but Kat. No one saw his fingers as they trailed lightly across her palm, making her shiver.
"You always seem to know just what I want," she purred and followed him toward his office.
Neither of them saw the private detective hidden completely by the large plant which dominated one comer of the lobby.
Once they were behind closed doors, though, their relationship changed drastically. Kat was in his arms, kissing him passionately before he locked the door. Pressing the full length of her body against his, she could feel his erection between them.
"You've been thinking about me," she breathed as she gave him a promising squeeze through his slacks.
"Always," he answered, covering her mouth with his again. His tongue darted between her lips. She sucked on it gently and then offered hers in return. And all the while, they were undressing each other.
Kat's hands trembled as she slid them inside his jacket, stroking the strong wall of his chest. She loosened his tie and unbuttoned his shirt and then went to work on his slacks.
The fact that Kat was wearing a very prim and proper-looking suit thrilled Carl to no end. He knew underneath that cool, aloof exterior lay a wild cat of a woman. After unbuttoning her thin blouse, he found that she was wearing the sexy underclothes he had purchased for her. That excited him, too. The white lace cups of her bra contrasted vividly with her deeply tanned skin.
"Are you wearing the matching panties?" he asked, licking his way down her long, graceful neck.
"Why don't you find out," Kat teased as she stepped away from him. Holding onto his belt, she moved toward his inner office.
Thick carpet underfoot, richly paneled walls and simple but elegant furniture filled this room. From the leather sofa to the huge, mahogany desk, this room reflected Carl's personality as well as his wealth. The room was softly lit and a bottle of chilled champagne and two glasses sat on a low table.
"I wanted to celebrate our first night together," Carl said as he stepped close behind her. Sliding his hands around her slim waist, he moved them slowly upward to fondle her breasts. His cock nestled against her firm backside.
"There's only one way to celebrate that," Kat said as she turned in his arms.
Their kisses were even more passionate than before and this time, Carl did not stop until she was wearing nothing but her pretty underthings. At last, he stepped away from her, gazed at her exquisite beauty and then led her to the sofa.
Kat was content to let him be the aggressor-for now.
Slipping his hands inside the cups of her bra, he found her hard nipples and bared them to his gaze. He eased her back into the cushions and took the stiff buds into his mouth, one at a time, listening to her gasp with delight.
"Touch me," Kat breathed.
Carl made her wait another few minutes before, finally sliding his hand down her flat stomach to her mound. He felt the heat of her pussy through her panties and the crotch was wet. As he untied the tiny strings at the side and the flimsy fabric fell away, he caught a whiff of her heat. His cock began to throb.
"Your hands feel so good," Kat whispered, thrusting her lower body in his direction. No one could use their fingers like Carl to bring her off.
If there was one thing Carl loved about Kat, it was watching her climax. He had never known a woman who reacted like her, giving in completely to her body. Carl ran his fingers through the damp hairs on her mound and listened to her quickened breathing. In the soft lamplight, he could see the swollen lips covered with dark hairs. They seemed to pout at him. He ran his finger up and down the center and, as she spread her legs wider, the lips opened for him.
"Don't tease me," Kat begged, clinging to his shoulders with both hands.
Returning his mouth to the closest nipple, Carl gently worked a single, teasing finger just inside the mouth of her pussy. He felt her strong muscles pulling at it eagerly. He made small circles with his fingertip until her body began moving rhythmically, reaching for more.
Kat closed her eyes and ran her fingers through his thick hair. God, he smelled wonderful and those thick fingers were exactly what she needed-for now!
All of Carl's instincts were telling him to get the rest of his clothes out of the way and use his prick where he was using his fingers. But they had such little time together and he wanted to enjoy every inch of her tonight.
Kat's body was demanding more so Carl added a second finger to her bubbling hole and pushed them deep. Her throaty sound of pleasure thrilled him as did the fragrant oils puddling in his palm. He worked his fingers in and out, licking her nipple occasionally. As he fingered her, his attention switched back and forth from her beautiful, wet, very excited pussy to her face. The transformation had begun. Her hair was coming unpinned, falling down around her face and neck. That, plus the look of pure excitement masking her face only enhanced her beauty.
"Yeah, fuck it," Kat grunted as thick, wet sounds reached her ears. Feeling her orgasm begin to build deep in her belly, she humped Carl's hand faster and faster.
He watched the lips of her pussy cling to his fingers. And then Carl turned his head to see beads of sweat forming on the skin between Kat's breasts. The globes jiggled seductively with her steady humping movements. Her beautiful eyes were glazed with lust, the flecks of gold deeper than ever before, and she bit her lower lip as she struggled toward release. Carl had never seen a more beautiful sight in his life.
"My God, you're gorgeous when you're turned on like this," he told her, his voice husky with need.
"I just need to cum," Kat whimpered. Catching his wrist in her fingers, she urged him to finger her faster, deeper. And then she guided his thumb to her clit. She cried out as sparks of pleasure showered over her and the first quivers of orgasm shook her body.
Carl lowered his face to her nipple again and sucked the bud into his mouth. Squeezing it between his lips, he sucked hard and watched his fingers churn her clear juices to a froth. The muscles in her thighs bunched and tightened as she bucked against his hand. Her clit seemed to grow larger with every stroke of his thumb. And then her pussy began to pulse around his fingers.
At long last, Kat's climax overtook her. She had no idea that Carl was watching her. He loved the way her whole body gyrated wildly, forcing his fingers deep. He loved it when she closed her eyes, sank her teeth into her lower lip and her face contorted in ecstasy. When Carl gazed into those liquid eyes again, they were glowing softly.
"No one makes me cum like you," she whispered and kissed his face.
At the same time, Kat turned into the aggressor. Sitting upright, she fumbled with his zipper and pushed his slacks and shorts out of the way, revealing his cock. It wasn't the biggest she'd ever had, but he was so experienced. He knew exactly how to use it and, even in this excited state, he appeared to be completely in control of himself.
She stroked his stiff pole for a while, marveling at the way it filled her fingers, throbbed against her palm. And when his pre-cum oozed out of the tip, she massaged that into his flesh. Then she caught a whiff of his manly scent. She licked more of the pearly drops from her fingers and then lowered her mouth to his pussy prod. He tasted so good and she loved the way he slid back and forth on the cradle of her tongue.
"What a mouth!" Carl moaned.
He removed the last pins from her hair. It fell down around his lower body, caressing him with silken fingers. And then he caught her long locks in one hand and held it up out of the way so he could watch.
Kat freed him abruptly and pumped his spit-slick rod. She loved the way it glistened in the light, the tip swollen and a deep, angry red color. She also loved the way the hot muscle vibrated against her fingers, as if it had a life of its own.
"Why don't you climb on top and take some dictation?" Carl suggested.
Kat smiled as she remembered one of the many games they'd played in this very office. Then she dropped her gaze shyly. "Why, sir, I'm shocked at your insinuations."
"It wasn't an insinuation, my dear. It was an order." Kat's pussy clamored for more attention. Straddling his lap, she held his cock steady by the base. Then she slowly lowered her muff onto him. They both groaned as he penetrated her, his thick knob leading the way and the shaft stretching her sensitive lips even wider. Instinctively, she used her well-exercised inner muscles to fondle him. When she settled down onto him, she pressed her breasts up around his face. He licked the creamy skin and sucked her nipples.
Carl concentrated on Kat's breasts for one reason only: to keep from emptying his balls deep into her twat. He had never experienced such a tight, hot pussy in his life. Kat was the one woman who could bring him to climax without even moving. When he felt that he had himself under control again, he filled his hands with her perfectly shaped ass and urged her to start sliding up and down.
Kat groaned as she lifted her body and sank down onto Carl again. His prick filled her so completely, scratching the itch deep inside and yet making her want more. Soon, she was moving up and down on top of him, faster and faster, grinding her clit between them. This climax promised to be quicker and more intense than the one before.
Carl continued his oral loving of her breasts. At the same time, he kneaded her ass. Pulling her hard against him, he wiggled a finger into her sweaty asshole.
"Yes," Kat hissed as her orgasm threatened to overtake her.
Carl's lusty gaze moved from her bouncing breasts to her face. He knew, from the way her pussy squeezed his cock, that she was ready to climax again. Her oils bubbled out of her, sliding down his shaft and bathing his balls. Tickling her butthole with one finger, he rammed his meat upward and watched her beautiful face contorting again, as if imprinting its image on his memory.
Kat squirmed against him, moaned low in her throat and her whole body stiffened. This climax was more intense than the first and it seemed to go on forever, subsiding and then building again as Carl moved underneath her.
Carl did not wait for Kat to catch her breath. Suddenly, all he could think about was fucking her. He felt as if he could last all night. Both of them were drenched in sweat as he maneuvered her onto her knees. With her breasts draped over the back of the sofa, Kat spread her legs wide and pushed her rear in his direction. Carl knelt on the cushions behind her. He worked his slimy prick back into her pussy.
"Oh, Carl," Kat moaned as he slammed himself in to the hilt. "Fuck me hard!"
Grabbing her ass with both hands, Carl gave his mistress exactly what she wanted. Their bodies slapped together rhythmically, punctuated by guttural sounds of pleasure. And even though Carl was giving her everything he had, Kat still begged for more. When he felt the familiar tug behind his balls, he realized he was losing control of himself. Keeping up the steady fucking, he licked her spine. He reached underneath Kat, found her clit and rubbed it to match his fucking rhythm. As he had hoped, she was off like a rocket. Her cries of release sounded subdued in his office.
When Kat returned to reality this time, she was not surprised to find that Carl was still erect. She had never known a man with such stamina and so eager to please her. Turning in his arms, she kissed his mouth and pressed her sweat-slick body against his as they stood in the center of his office.
"Now where?" she asked as she fondled his cock and balls.
"On the desk?" he questioned.
Kat shook her head and then sank to her knees on the floor. "What about right here on this nice, thick carpet?"
Carl chuckled as he joined her. They remained on their knees, kissing, hands exploring freely. When she began moaning into his mouth, he knew she was ready for more. Easing Kat onto her back, he straddled her face. He gave her the tip of his cock to lick and then slid just an inch or so into her hungry mouth.
Kat moaned at the taste of herself on Carl's cock. She sucked hard on the tip and captured his bloated balls in her hands. They were sticky wet, too, and she longed to lick them clean. As if he read her mind, Carl shifted his position until his tender orbs were dangling right over her mouth. She tongued them briefly and then sucked them into her mouth one at a time. And then Carl squatted lower, allowing her to work the tip of her tongue into his tender asshole.
"Now, woman, you're going to get it," he threatened as he moved down her body and pushed her legs wide apart.
"All of it?" Kat whimpered.
"All of it!" he promised as he drove himself in to the hilt in one smooth motion.
Kat grunted at the savage thrust and her body began working with his right away. In just a matter of moments, they were fucking madly all over the floor. Loving this kind of rough and rowdy, down and dirty sex, she took every inch he gave her and begged for more.
Carl fought for control. He held her legs wide apart and pounded her body into the carpet relentlessly. Sometimes, he watched his prick sliding in and out of her pussy. Sometimes, he watched her beautiful breasts as they danced all over her chest. But, in the end, it was her beautiful face that held his attention. Her eyes caught and held his, their message clear. She was ready to go over the edge and she wanted him right there with her.
Carl's own cries of pleasure sounded unfamiliar to him as his cock began to jerk and swell. He rammed himself in to the hilt and held his breath as his load blasted from the end of his prick, filling her pussy to overflowing.
Kat's climax built quickly, teetered just on the brink of explosion for what seemed forever. When Carl erupted deep inside of her, it finally hit, taking her breath away. For a few minutes, she was unaware of anything except the way Carl's prick filled her with his thick, hot spunk. When it was over, they drank the champagne. Then with her hot mouth and very willing body, Kat coaxed him into making love to her again.
It was very late when she parked her car in the garage beside Richard's. She found him in the den poring over some complicated-looking records with Carl's name all over them. He barely spoke even though she tried to initiate a conversation.
And he didn't respond to her quiet "good night" until she was gone from the room.
CHAPTER SIX
From the time Jennifer left Kat's bed, she had nothing on her mind but sex. She managed to seduce her busy husband several times over the next few days, which was unusual. They rarely had sex more than once a week. If he noticed a change in her, a more aggressive attitude, he kept his thoughts to himself. The only time he acted a bit surprised was when she licked him clean after an early morning fuck session.
What she really longed for, though, was being with another woman. Until she met Kat she had thought sex with a man, preferably her husband, was the only way to go. Now she knew that cheating wasn't such a bad idea. It was just as thrilling and oh, so satisfying. Cheating with another woman somehow seemed the safest. And the woman she had her eye on was a neighbor, Bree.
Jennifer and Bree played tennis three mornings a week at the club. Bree often talked about how her husband was away most of the time and, although she never came right out and said it, Jennifer wondered if "lonely" was just another word for horny. She intended to find out.
Fantasies and daydreams about Bree abounded. Sneaking peaks at the glossy, full-color photos of women in her husband's pussy magazines, Jennifer imagined sucking Bree's big, dark nipples. She pictured Bree's black-haired pussy poised over her face and tried to imagine the way she would taste, the way she would smell. Jennifer even bought a dildo and practiced using it on herself, pretending it was Bree. Then she licked the sex toy clean, loving the taste of her own juices. If Bree tasted half this good, she thought she would never stop licking her!
It was on one of these mornings that Jennifer made her move. "Come back to my house for lunch," she suggested as they walked to their cars.
Bree shrugged. "Okay."
In the kitchen, they talked while Jennifer made sandwiches and Bree poured iced tea into tall glasses. Jennifer could hardly keep her eyes off Bree. She loved Bree's lean, athletic body and the fluid, graceful way she moved. As she placed their lunch on the table, she gave her friend's hand a squeeze. "You seem a bit down today."
There was that familiar shrug. A bare shoulder appeared as Bree's oversized sweatshirt slid down her arm. "He was supposed to come home for the weekend, but he's staying away another week. I just get lonesome."
Jennifer shivered at the sight of the smooth, dark skin. She took a bite of her sandwich to hide her shaking hands. "I know what you mean. Dan is home every night, but he doesn't have time for me. He's usually too tired or too worried about a patient or...." Jennifer gave her friend a knowing wink. "Actually, I just get horny."
Bree laughed softly. "That's what I really meant. I guess I could find a lover, you know, have an affair, but it can get too complicated. And it's dangerous. Sometimes, I wear my fingers out playing with myself."
The last statement caught Jennifer off guard and she nearly choked on her tea. "I thought I was the only one." Bree shook her head, her black hair falling down around her shoulders in gleaming waves. "Not a chance. Do you know when I'm really super hot?"
"When?" Jennifer's heart pounded in her chest. She was almost afraid to look at Bree, afraid she would know what she was thinking.
"Right after we play a really strenuous game of tennis.
I guess it just gets my adrenaline flowing and...." There was that sweet little shrug that made her braless breasts jiggle gently. "Sometimes, I get off four or five times in the shower at the club."
"Me, too," Jennifer lied. She was horny all the time. "We could do it now ... together."
Bree chewed on her lower lip, contemplating Jennifer's suggestion. "I've never done anything like that before."
"I have, once," Jennifer lied again.
"You have!" Bree asked wide-eyed. Both of her hands had disappeared underneath the table. "What was it like?"
"Kinky. A real turn-on." Jennifer tried to appear nonchalant about the whole matter, as if she was an old hand at this kind of thing. She held her breath waiting for Bree to come to a decision.
"Have you actually had sex with another woman?"
"A long time ago," Jennifer answered.
"If I wanted you to do it with me, would you?"
"I guess so," Jennifer's pussy had begun to ache. "We'll just take it slow and see what happens."
Bree pondered the situation for a few more minutes and then placed her sandwich on the plate. "It would be our secret. No one else would know?"
"Of course."
"Let's do it."
Leaving their lunch on the table, the two women moved to the den where they would be more comfortable. Once there, the last of Jennifer's nervousness completely disappeared. She removed her shorts and T-shirt. She was unhooking her bra when Bree finally started to undress. The nipples were as big and dark as she had imagined. They leaped to life as the cool air caressed them. Jennifer's mouth watered.
Jennifer was seated on the sofa when Bree stood up to remove her shorts and panties. Her pussy grew loose and moist when Bree's beautiful backside came into view. When the woman turned around and she saw the lush black bush that had been neatly trimmed into a heart shape, it was all she could do to keep her hands to herself.
"I have a lot of time on my hands," Bree said almost apologetically, and covered herself with both hands when she saw Jennifer looking.
"It's beautiful," Jennifer breathed, and then swallowed hard. "May I touch you?"
Bree paused and then finally nodded, slowly removing her hands from between her legs.
Reaching out with a trembling hand, Jennifer placed her fingertips against the silken fur that covered Bree's mound. It was soft and as thick as it looked. She ran her fingers through the dark curls and cupped Bree's mound gently.
Bree gasped, but she did not move away from Jennifer's touch. In fact, she enjoyed the warmth of her friend's hand as it squeezed tenderly.
"You don't mind if I have a little sniff, do you?" Jennifer asked. She was all but sure Bree would not object.
Unable to speak, Bree shook her head and stepped closer.
Jennifer pressed her nose against the thick hairs where her fingers had been. The musky scent of Bree's pussy filled her head. Her mouth was watering and her own pussy was starting to overflow. As she cupped Bree's mound again, Jennifer looked up at her. The dark eyes were filled with need and her nipples looked even stiffer than before.
"I want to taste your pussy." At the same time, Jennifer worked a scarlet-tipped finger carefully into Bree's pussy. She was super hot inside and very tight. The finger was immediately coated with her scalding oils.
"Oh!" Bree gasped, and shuddered with delight. It had been a long time since she had felt fingers besides her own. She did not want this to end too soon.
Jennifer worked her finger in and out a few times, watching as it grew wetter and wetter. She listened to Bree's soft whimpers. Her breathing was coming in quick little gasps and she continued pressing her pussy against Jennifer's hand. Jennifer added a second finger and pushed both of them inside the young woman.
"Oh, my God!" Bree moaned as a mini-cum washed over her. Impulsively, she spread her legs wider and squatted, giving Jennifer all the room she needed.
Using her free hand, Jennifer spread Bree's lips even further apart, revealing her erect clit. It looked like a miniature prick just begging for her attention. Then, timing it perfectly, she placed her lips against the erect nub and sucked gently. At the same time, she sank her fingers as deep as possible.
Bree had never felt such pleasure in her life, not with her husband or anyone else for that matter. Even as she climaxed, bucking and shuddering, she found herself wanting more and more. Placing her hand on Jennifer's head, she ground her pussy against the other woman's mouth. Thick, wet sounds filled the room. But they were all but drowned out by Bree's sobbing sounds of release as she experienced the most intense orgasm of her life.
Jennifer lifted her head from between Bree's legs and smiled up at the dark-haired woman. She licked the slick juices from her lips and moaned softly at the sweet taste.
"My God," Bree breathed as she sank into Jennifer's arms and kissed her wet face. "I have never cum like that in my life. I thought I was going to faint!"
So far, Jennifer was pleased with the results of her first seduction.
As their kisses grew longer and more passionate, Jennifer eased Bree back onto the cushions of the sofa. She lay on top of her friend, pressing her painfully hard nipples into the ones below. They continued kissing, their excitement rising again quickly. Bree humped the thigh Jennifer worked between her legs, leaving a trail of glistening juices behind.
"Now, I'm really going to eat you," Jennifer promised as she kissed her way down Bree's slightly sweaty body. Even though she was drenched to the knees and ready to climax any second, she couldn't seem to get enough of Bree's tasty pussy.
Bree spread her legs even further apart as Jennifer's hot tongue swirled through her bush. She moaned and watched through lust-glazed eyes as the thick oral muscle slithered between her swollen lips. Jennifer dipped it into her liquid center and listened to Bree's gasp of pleasure. She felt Bree's inner muscles contract around her tongue, clinging as she withdrew it. Then she flattened it out and licked the entire length of Bree's slit.
"Oh, Jesus!" Bree hissed, jerking her legs even further apart and thrusting her body upward.
Jennifer paused and gazed down into Bree's deep pink and wet pussy. The mouth spasmed and more of the clear oils bubbled up and out. They trailed down her crack to puddle in her puckered asshole. Unable to just watch a moment longer, Jennifer pushed her tongue into the puddle of juices and followed them back to their source.
"I'm going to cum again!" Bree wailed, her body already beginning to move rhythmically.
Not wanting to miss one drop of the precious fluids, Jennifer drove her tongue deep into Bree's hot hole. She caught her throbbing clit between her fingers and pinched it. Her own pussy was on fire and she squeezed her wet thighs together as she tried to keep up with Bree's out of control bucking.
Within seconds, Bree jerked through her second orgasm of the day. She had both hands tangled in Jennifer's blonde hair and, for a while, was unaware of anything except the delicious sensations crashing over her. As they began to subside, she watched Jennifer sit up, saw her face gleaming wet.
"You must need to cum, too," Bree breathed when she noticed Jennifer's hands between her legs.
"I'll take care of it," Jennifer told her as she lay back on the sofa spreading her legs wide.
Bree sat up and watched as Jennifer spread her swollen lips wide. Two fingers of one hand disappeared into her wet pussy and she worked her clit with her free hand. On impulse, Bree leaned forward and began kissing Jennifer's busy hands. Little by little, the fingers moved out of the way until Bree's mouth was on Jennifer's clit.
"Oh! Ah!" Jennifer sighed as she slowly allowed Bree's tongue to replace her plunging fingers. As she sank onto her back, exposing herself lewdly, she vaguely wondered if Bree was telling the truth about this being her first time. Her tongue darted expertly from one sensitive spot to the other, bringing her closer to orgasm with every thrust.
Bree had never dreamed another woman's cunt could taste this good. Following her instincts, she sucked and licked the steamy slit, loving the way her friend gasped whenever she touched her clit. Remembering how it felt when Jennifer tongued her asshole, she gave her the same loving treatment.
"Use your fingers," Jennifer breathed when Bree's tongue slithered back up to her pussy. She continued to rub her own clit as she rushed toward orgasm. "Finger my ass."
Bree did as she was asked, working one finger into Jennifer's rectum and adding a second when the time seemed right. At the same time, she rammed her tongue deep into Jennifer's pussy. The muscles pulsed and fluttered and she knew Jennifer was teetering on the brink of orgasm. Working her tongue even faster, pushing her fingers deeper, she stayed right with the pink and blonde pussy, wanting nothing more than to please Jennifer.
With a shriek of pleasure, Jennifer's entire body stiffened. She actually felt her asshole clamping down on Bree's fingers, felt her pussy squeezing Bree's tongue. And then, as the uncontrollable shaking began, she was only aware of her juices being lapped up as fast as they poured out.
It was a while before Jennifer caught her breath and when she did, she lay there limply while Bree licked her clean.
"I've always wondered, but I never knew it would taste like this," Bree confessed. "It gets me so hot when you cum."
Jennifer smiled and pulled Bree's wet mouth to hers. "Let's go into the bedroom. I have something in there guaranteed to make you feel even better." Her newest sex toy had arrived just that morning and she was eager to try it out.
Naked, the two women left their clothes where they lay and walked arm in arm to the bedroom. There, Bree lay down on the big bed Jennifer shared with her husband and squeezed her leaking pussy. She watched as Jennifer opened the closet, took out a box and then stood up.
"Close your eyes," Jennifer said.
Bree did as she was told.
Jennifer's hands were shaking so badly she could hardly buckle the strap-on dildo into place. Finally, when she was satisfied with how it felt, she looked in the large mirrored closet doors. The sight took her breath away. There she stood, hard nipples topping her small but beautifully shaped breasts, Bree's juices still drying on her face-her hair a tangled mess-and a huge cock jutting out from between her legs. Trembling, she stroked the thick shaft and ran her fingertips over the bulbous knob. At last, she tore her eyes away from the erotic sight and turned toward the bed. "Okay."
Bree's dark eyes registered disbelief at first and then she began to smile. "Are you going to fuck me with that?" Jennifer nodded and stepped toward the bed, pushing the dildo at Bree's face. "Suck it first."
Moving to her hands and knees, Bree willingly covered the end of the rubber dick with her mouth. She moaned as she licked her way up and down the shaft and then swallowed the tip again. It felt almost like the real thing sliding against her tongue.
Jennifer bit her lower lip and watched as Bree's saliva covered her dick. With her hands on her hips, she even fucked Bree's mouth gently, loving the way her lips stretched around the shaft. And that tongue was never still. "Let me at that pussy," she said, her voice low and throaty.
Whimpering, Bree rolled onto her back and spread her legs wide. As Jennifer moved into position, she caught the rubber dong with both hands and guided it into place. Both women held their breath as the knob slid into Bree's pussy. Their eyes met and Bree nodded. Jennifer thrust her hips forward and about half the shaft disappeared.
"So good," Bree groaned, reaching for more. She pulled Jennifer's mouth to hers and they kissed as the last few inches filled Bree's twat to capacity.
Jennifer looked down to where they were joined. Bree's lips clung to the dildo possessively and her oils continued to boil. She kissed Bree's sweaty breasts and worked her way back up to her mouth.
Bree wrapped her arms and legs around her lover and then slid her hands down to Jennifer's ass, urging her to start moving. "Fuck me," she whispered. "Fuck me, baby!"
With an animal-like sound that she barely recognized, Jennifer began fucking Bree. With every downstroke, she worked her hips in a small circle, grinding their clits together as she did so. The thick cock churned Bree's juices to a froth and Jennifer could feel her own oils pouring out of her, adding to the mixture. As their excitement increased, their movements increased in speed. Jennifer slammed the dildo as deep as possible. Bree took every inch and reached for more. Their lusty bucking made the bed dance and their grunts of pleasure filled the room as the two sweaty women worked toward a breathtaking orgasm.
Bree climaxed first. She dug her nails into Jennifer's ass, forcing every inch of the fake cock inside of her. Gyrating wildly on the bed, she howled with pleasure.
Jennifer's orgasm built until she thought she would explode. Finally, it hit, showering her entire body with sparks of pleasure that made any movement or coherent thought all but impossible. Her pussy pulsed and fluttered and her juices boiled out of her, dripping down to the bed below. When it was over, she rolled off Bree, the always hard rubber dick jutting proudly toward the ceiling. It was slick with Bree's juices.
To Jennifer's surprise, Bree climbed on top of her and began riding the fake dong steadily. Bree's breasts danced on her chest, her face contorted in ecstasy as she rode to yet another orgasm.
"Now, I will fuck you," Bree said as she slid off of Jennifer and licked the sex-slick dildo.
Jennifer smiled and stroked her friend's bobbing head. It was going to be a long afternoon and she had the feeling this was just the beginning.
CHAPTER SEVEN
They all laughed when Kat jokingly called the second meeting of the Cheating Wives Club to order. She smiled at Maxine, Jennifer and Trish, who had joined her in the sauna. Yes, she was very much aware of a change in their demeanor. All of them seemed more relaxed about the subject. And they all seemed more confident, more self-assured. Of course, she knew about Jennifer's first affair; it was with her and she was sure that was only the beginning. Jennifer was a young, passionate woman whose husband was busy building a medical practice. He didn't have much time to take care of his wife's needs.
Kat was really curious about the other two, but stretched languidly as she waited for them to begin their confessions.
Finally, Jennifer spoke up, surprising all of them with a confession about seducing a neighbor-a female neighbor. That seemed to break the silence.
Maxine was next with her tale of the hitchhiker. Mentioning how she ended up in a motel, where she was sure no one knew who she was. Several times she mentioned protecting Edward and his scholarly career and yet taking what she wanted-what she needed-from the stranger. It was obvious she loved her husband.
She even described the anal sex in great detail, her eyes sparkling, her nipples hardening under the thin towel she wore.
Kat listened intently, squeezing her legs together around her tingling clit. God, she hoped no one noticed how turned on she was.
Trish's tale seemed to pick up momentum as she went along. The longer she talked about the young stud, the more animated she became. She seemed quite disappointed that he had refused to spend the night with her, but stayed very, very late. And then she, too, mentioned her husband, Carl. She had decided she would only cheat on him when he was out of town.
All the while Trish talked, Kat kept trying to piece together the time frame. By the time she was finished, Kat knew, for a fact, that at the time Trish was fucking the young gardener, her husband was in town. He had been fucking Kat!
"I do have to admit something," Trish said as she ended her story.
"What?"
"You were right. Right after I was with the stud, Carl came home and the sex was fabulous," Trish confessed.
Kat felt a pang of jealousy as she thought of Carl and Trish together. Then Maxine said she had experienced the same thing and Jennifer agreed.
When forced into a confession, Kat told them about not one of her lovers, but rather a mixture of the two. She didn't want anyone to get suspicious.
The women went their separate ways when they left the health club. Trish was so hot, she pulled off the highway and masturbated, rubbing herself through her wet panties. God, she had to find another hot young man to seduce, but she really didn't know where to start looking. Then, about two blocks from her home, she saw a delivery truck from a local grocery store parked in a driveway. The young man carrying groceries into the house was tall and broad-shouldered. His bulging biceps gleamed in the afternoon sunshine and his shaggy blond hair curled around his handsome face.
Inside her own house, she dialed the store's telephone number with one hand and squeezed her pussy with the other. As she listened to the telephone ringing on the other end, she was glad she had the house to herself. She placed a small order, not even caring what it was, and hung up the phone. As she dressed in a thin summer dress with spaghetti straps, she eyed herself in the mirror. Her breasts were still firm and high and her hips were rounded just enough to give her the kind of curves that turn a man's head. She hoped this guy was man enough to take what she was offering.
She had one moment of panic when it dawned on her that there might be several delivery trucks. How could she be sure she would get the blond? What if some creep showed up? But, by that time, her juices were flowing and it didn't matter as long as someone took care of her needs.
The delivery truck pulled into the driveway and Trish watched as the driver jumped down from the cab. She sighed with relief when she spotted his blond head and then, just as quickly, trembled with excitement. Watching as he ambled up the walk carrying her groceries in one strong arm, she let him ring the bell twice before opening the door.
"Hello," she said with a genuine smile as she motioned for him to bring the bag inside. "What's your name?"
"Bobby." he answered and shoved his big hands into the pockets of his jeans.
"Okay, Bobby, just put it there on the counter. I'll get my purse."
He did as she asked and whistled softly while he waited.
"How much?" she asked as she took a seat at the table with her pen poised over a check. One of her straps fell off her shoulder, baring all but the hard nipple of one breast. There was no way he could miss that invitation!
He stammered out the amount, gazing hungrily at the gentle swell of her breast. He looked away quickly when she smiled up at him.
"I added a little extra just for you," she said. "You are working your way through college, aren't you?"
"Yes, ma'am," he answered. "Thank you."
"Do you play football?" Trish asked as she ran her hand up his arm. The muscles were hard as rocks. She had a feeling his entire body felt like that. The thought made her shiver.
"Yes, ma'am," he told her.
"You know, my husband used to play professional football. How I loved to just look at his body," Trish said, her voice sounding dreamy and far away as she remembered when she and Carl were first married. "But he's not around much any more."
"Yes, ma'am," Bobby said. He knew where this was leading, but he would allow her to lead the way. He'd been in this predicament more than once and it seemed the older ladies liked to feel they were in charge of the situation.
"Would you let me look at you, Bobby?" Trish finally asked, cocking her head to one side. She gave him a pleading look and pouted prettily.
"Sure," Bobby said. He unbuttoned his shirt and peeled it off his shoulders. Then, just to tease her, he flexed his biceps.
Trish bit her lower lip as she gazed upon his beautiful body. Every muscle in his upper body was well-defined. His broad chest was covered with a thick mat of hair that trailed down his flat belly into the waistband of his jeans. She longed to see where it ended.
"All over?" he asked just to make sure. The woman looked as if she could eat him alive.
Trish nodded and held her breath as he dropped his jeans. She only had a moment to look at the thick ridge in his shorts before he removed them. His cock was only half-hard and still growing. Her pussy twitched and began to drool, as if he was already inside of her.
"Sorry about the hard-on," Bobby lied. "It's just that you're such a pretty lady and I'm not very experienced at, you know, keeping myself under control."
"Oh, my, don't apologize. It's ... you're gorgeous," Trish sputtered as he stiffened to a complete erection. "I'd be happy to help you get it under control," she added.
"Okay,"
"Let's start slowly," she said, although that was the last thing she wanted to do. "Undress me."
Bobby untied the little bows on each shoulder slowly. He then worked on the little bow that held the front loosely together. When he was finished, he stepped back and the top of her dress fell away from her body. Her breasts were heavy, but despite their size, they were firm. Licking his lips, he gazed at her stiff candy-pink nipples. His cock bobbed around in front of him as if sniffing the air for her pussy.
"My nipples are very sensitive," Trish told him. "Give me your hands."
Pretending to be a virgin had gotten Bobby into more than one rich lady's bedroom. He was becoming an expert at playing the game. He allowed her to place his hands over her breasts and then she showed him how to fondle her. Her nipples burned hot holes in his palms and she groaned when he tugged at them playfully.
"Lick them," she whispered.
Bobby lowered his head and ran the point of his tongue around one of her buds. He felt her quiver, heard her gasp, and then licked his way over to the other. "Like that?" he asked, as if he had never done that before.
"Just like that," Trish breathed. "Suck them."
Again, Bobby's mouth covered her nipples. He sucked gently on first one and then the other, catching it between his lips and flicking it with his tongue.
"That's perfect," Trish said as she ran her fingers through his thick hair and then cradled his head against her chest. Her pussy was clamoring for attention. "Would you like to see my pussy?"
Bobby nodded eagerly, as did his prick. God, he loved this game!
Stepping back slightly, Trish unzipped her dress and it fell to the floor. She was completely naked underneath and watched Bobby's face as her red-haired pussy came into view. Droplets of her clear juices clung to the curls. He licked his lips as he had before and she combed the thick triangle with her fingers.
"Touch it," she suggested.
Bobby's big hand covered her mound and then he ran his fingers through her damp hairs just as she had. "They're wet."
"That's means I'm excited," she explained. "I'm even wetter inside."
When Bobby's hand returned to her crotch again, she spread her legs eagerly and squatted slightly. He worked a thick finger into her boiling honey pot and then pushed it deep. Her pussy sucked on it and clung possessively as it was withdrawn. He longed to shove his prick in there, but patience was the name of the game today.
"Have you ever tasted a pussy?" Trish asked. Her voice was weak and shaky.
"No, ma'am," Bobby lied, and feigned embarrassment.
"Lick your finger."
Bobby's finger was covered with her fluids and he licked it, swirling his tongue around the tip just to tease her.
"Would you like to eat my pussy?"
Bobby nodded.
Moving toward the breakfast nook, Trish sank into one of the chairs there. She spread her legs wide and motioned for Bobby to get onto his knees. He did so, pressing his face into her fork and inhaling deeply. "Lick it," Trish instructed.
Bobby stuck his tongue out and worked the point up and down her wide open slit. Her clit throbbed and she gasped as he sucked on it gently. Finally, he flattened his tongue out and licked her from her asshole to her clit, urging her to spread her legs even further apart.
"That's ... very ... good," Trish groaned as Bobby continued to lick her. She felt as if her orgasm had begun the moment his tongue touched her. Now, as it slithered deep inside of her aching cunt, she shuddered through a mini-cum and thrust herself at his face wantonly.
Knowing she was too far gone to care whether he was just learning or not, Bobby slipped his hands up under her hips. He pulled her further onto his outstretched tongue and bumped her clit with his nose. Her oils bubbled and oozed as he tongued her savagely. At the same time, he tickled her butthole with his fingertips.
"That's it," Trish grunted as she tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled his face even closer. Her orgasm was building quickly, threatening to overtake her any second. "Don't stop."
Bobby wasn't about to stop. In fact, he worked his tongue even faster. He knew she was ready to climax. Her pussy had already begun to pulse and flutter. And all he could think about was that soon, his cock would be making it do the same thing.
Trish's orgasm peaked, held for a second and then exploded. She howled as she bucked wildly against the young man's face.
Sucking, licking and swallowing as fast as he could, Bobby found it impossible to keep up with her river of juices. The sweet, tasty oils covered his lips and chin. They ran down her crack to coat the fingers in her butthole. When she released him, he realized her muff was so wet it looked black and her trembling thighs were gleaming wet.
"Did I do good?" Bobby asked. It was impossible to keep his hands off his throbbing cock. He longed to pull her down onto him on the floor and fuck her through another orgasm, but he just squeezed his prick and waited for her to lead the way.
"Oh, yes," Trish breathed as she stroked his head and ran her fingertips over his wet face. Her breathing was slowly returning to normal, but she remained seated with her legs wide apart. "You made me cum and that's always good," she told him.
"Can I make you cum again?"
"Of course. Only this time, I want you to use that big dick of yours."
Bobby nodded obediently.
"Just lay down on the floor and relax," Trish said. Her pussy was already beginning to tingle again.
Bobby did as he was told, his prick jutting proudly toward the ceiling. His breath caught in his throat as the beautiful woman knelt between his legs and ran her fingers up and down his prong. She handled him expertly, causing droplets of pre-cum to bubble up out of his hole. Using her fingers and then her tongue, she smeared the pearly droplets all over the knob and then down along the shaft.
"Your cock is huge," Trish told him as she pumped him with one hand. She cupped his bloated balls with her free hand and watched his face contort in ecstasy. "Has anyone ever sucked you before?" she asked.
"No, ma'am. I've had a hand job, though," he lied.
"What about fucking. Has anyone ever fucked this beautiful dick?" Trish asked. Talking to him like this turned her on almost as much as doing it.
"No, ma'am," Bobby said, and then watched closely as she lowered her mouth to his pussy prod. Her tongue snaked out, swirled around the tip and then probed into his tiny hole. He managed to lay still as she licked his shaft and then returned to sucking his knob again. Only then did he thrust upward gently, urging her to take him deeper.
Trish loved the way his hot muscle filled her mouth and throbbed against her tongue. Listening to his soft moans, she closed her eyes and squeezed him with her lips as she moved her mouth up and down his pole. God, his pre-cum tasted wonderful and she was torn between wanting to taste him and wanting to fuck him.
Sensing her dilemma, Bobby said, "I can cum twice, sometimes three times in a row when I jerk off."
Trish moaned around his meat. What a stud! And what a thrill to be his first! "I'd rather not take any chances," she breathed as she squatted over him. "My pussy needs this bad boy."
Bobby held his breath as the beautiful woman moved into position over top of him. Slowly, slowly, she lowered her gaping pussy onto his rod, pausing when just the head was tucked inside. He heard her gasp, watched as she closed her eyes in ecstasy. Ordinarily, he would have grabbed her ass and pulled her down onto him hard, wanted to do that now! But this lady, like all the others, seemed to get off being in control of the situation. Who was he to argue!
Trish continued sliding downward, taking Bobby's prick into her inch by glorious inch. When their pubic hairs were entwined, she opened her eyes and looked down at him through a lusty haze. Sweat beaded on his upper lip and his chest rose and fell with his ragged breathing. As she lifted herself and then sank down onto him again, her oils bubbled out and flowed freely down over his balls. Taking one of Bobby's hands, she guided his fingers to her clit. "Rub it," she whispered.
Bobby did as he was told, watching as she leaned back slightly with both hands on her breasts. With her eyes closed again, she began riding him. Lifting herself up until only his knob remained inside of her steamy slit, she sank downward again, taking him in to the hilt. As her excitement increased, her movements came faster and faster and she worked her hips in a wicked circle with every stroke. He was sure she was going to lose control any minute.
"I'm cumming!" Trish shouted.
Her pussy tightened around his cock, squeezing and sucking and she leaned forward, pressing her hot nipples into his chest. Her lips covered his and she plunged her tongue inside. With his hands on her sweaty ass, Bobby bucked upward once, twice! He groaned into Trish's open mouth as stream after stream of hot spunk filled her pussy to overflowing.
For the next few minutes, the lovers could do nothing but cling to each other, struggling to catch their breath. Then Trish sat up and looked down at Bobby. "You're still hard," she said in astonishment.
"Yes, ma'am. I feel like I can cum again, too."
Sliding off him, she caught his slimy cock in both hands. It smelled like her own pussy and that excited her, too. She pumped him steadily for a few moments and then covered the end of his prick with her mouth. Sucking and licking, she glanced at him from time to time.
"Almost," Bobby hissed as he began to throb again.
Trish sucked him deeper and squeezed him with her lips. Suddenly, the most important thing in the world was getting him off again.
"Yeah!" he grunted, fucking her face. "Yeah!"
Wet sounds filled the room as Trish swallowed more and more of Bobby's prick. One hand flew up and down his pole while the other caressed his wet balls.
"NOW!" Bobby was shooting into her mouth almost before he was aware of it.
Trish pulled her head back so she could taste the young man's spunk. God, it was good! And added to her own fluids, it tasted even better. She sucked and pumped, pumped and sucked until she was sure he was dry. And then she squatted over Bobby again, only this time her pussy was over his face.
As she sank down onto his outstretched tongue, she hoped Carl stayed out of town longer than planned.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"How did you get away from your wife so early?" Kat asked as she drew her lover quickly into the house and hugged him close.
Her own husband, Richard, had left for his office just minutes before. The neighborhood was still asleep. She had not even combed her hair and was still wearing her gown.
"I told her I had a class," Edward said. Just feeling Kat's sexy body next to his was making him hard. Even with her sleep-tousled hair and no make-up, he thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever known. Looking down, he could see the gentle swell of her breasts through the front of her gown. He longed to bury his head there and stay there all day.
"Do you?"
"Pretty early, but I've got some time," he stammered. "Especially if you're willing to teach me something new."
Kat smiled and pressed herself against his growing erection. She and Edward met when she was taking a class at the university. They struck up a conversation at the library one day and soon, they were meeting there regularly. Edward could not believe this beautiful, sexy woman could be interested in him; his own wife ignored him most of the time. He even masturbated as he fantasized about her, something he had not done in years! Instinctively, Edward knew that sex with Kat would be the kind he had read about but never experienced.
And Kat could not understand her attraction for this "nerdy" professor. Yet, she thought about him day and night. Unlike her other lovers, Edward was tall and thin. His slicked back, black hair was cut short and he wore thick glasses. His skin was always pale, because he was either in the lab or the library or teaching class, and his clothes always looked as if they'd been slept in. Yet, something about this shy, quiet man drew her like a magnet. Perhaps it was those dark, intelligent eyes. Or perhaps it was the wedding band he wore!
When Kat could stand the suspense no longer, she made a pass at him. They ended up fucking in his office at the university. She knew immediately, that even though Edward was married, he was fairly inexperienced. She loved shocking and surprising him with new positions and new techniques.
"You're an eager student," she said as she led Edward toward her bedroom. The bed was still rumpled from where she had been sleeping with Richard, but in the soft lamplight it looked cozy, inviting.
Edward had never been in her bedroom before. She usually came to his office or they met at a motel somewhere. The one time they had had sex at her house was in the garage. He took off his glasses and sat down on the side of the bed and looked around. But all he could see was Kat!
Kat stood before him for a few moments knowing he could see her stiff nipples and the dark shadow of her bush through the thin fabric of her gown. Then, she slowly pulled it up her thighs. She watched Edward lick his lips as his eyes devoured her.
"Do you want to see my pussy, Edward?" she asked.
He nodded.
She lifted the gown higher, allowing him to see her damp, tangled bush. Kat sighed as the cool air caressed her thighs like a lover's hands. Finally, she lifted her arms and drew the gown over her head.
Trembling, Edward drank in her beauty. Her breasts were perfectly shaped and topped with huge, dark nipples. He loved her dimpled navel in her flat stomach and the scent of her heat was emanating from the dark triangle of hair at the juncture of her thighs.
"Touch me, Edward," Kat whispered, stepping closer.
His long fingers trailed from her slim waist, down her hips to her upper thighs.
"Touch my pussy, Edward," she insisted as she moved closer and spread her legs slightly. "You know you want to."
"Yes," Edward gasped as his long fingers covered her mound. The lips were hot and swollen and when he pulled his hand away, the palm was wet. He placed it against his nose and sniffed. Until Kat, he had never tasted a woman's pussy, not even his wife's.
"Lick it, Edward," Kat said, placing a hand on his head.
In a trance, Edward buried his face between her legs. His tongue snaked out, sliding easily between her lips. He moaned at the taste of her flowing juices, forced his tongue deeper and sucked.
Kat closed her eyes and moaned as Edward worked her clit expertly with his tongue-just as she had taught him. Squatting lower, she pushed her cunt against his face and smeared her juices all over his mouth and nose. She had something special planned for Edward, but that could wait a while.
Edward's cock felt as if it was trying to rip a hole in the front of his slacks. He licked Kat's sweet cunt until her moans of pleasure grew loud and she worked her hips back and forth steadily. Then he lay back on the bed and urged her to mount his face.
"Yes, Edward, yes," Kat breathed as he rammed his tongue in and out of her pussy.
Edward knew she was ready to explode. Her pussy tightened around his tongue. Her groans had turned to animal-like grunts and she moved her hips even faster. He grabbed her ass with both hands and pulled her even further onto his mouth. Then he teased her asshole with his fingertips.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Kat grunted as her orgasm shook her to her roots. As if from a distance, she could hear Edward moaning into her muff as he swallowed her thick juices. There were thick, wet sounds as he licked her until she returned to reality.
When it was over, she collapsed on the bed beside Edward. She kissed his face, lapping noisily at the juices that covered his mouth. "I have a nice surprise for you," she said, still a little breathless from her orgasm.
"I hope it involves fucking, because I've got a dick as hard as Chinese algebra," he quipped.
Kat laughed aloud.
Edward rolled her onto her back and they kissed. He worked a thigh between her legs and she humped it wantonly. And then she was on top again. Straddling his body, she ground her splayed pussy against the bulging crotch of his slacks.
"You'd better get undressed," she said as she moved downward, unbuttoning his shirt as she went. "You're going to smell like pussy all day if you don't."
Edward lay there watching this gorgeous creature fumble with his belt and then unzip his slacks. She pulled them down and rubbed her face back and forth against the thick ridge in his shorts. He could not stifle his moan any more than he could keep his hips still. And then his shorts were being removed. The tip of his hard cock slapped her lips gently as it was freed. She laughed again, softly, and then captured it in her mouth, sucking down his pre-cum hungrily.
"I could do this all day," she said as she smeared her spit into his shaft with her fingers.
"Huh-uh," Edward said, shaking his head. "I'd never last all day."
Again, Kat laughed. And, again, she sucked him into her mouth. Using her talented tongue, she licked and teased until he was humping her face steadily. "Do you want to fuck now?" she asked, a coy smile on her face.
Edward could only nod.
"Good, because I've got a pussy that needs your fat dick," she said.
Edward was surprised when she did not just climb on top of him. Instead, she caught his hand and pulled him to a sitting position. And then she pointed toward the opposite wall. Turning, Edward got another surprise. The whole wall was nothing but mirrored closet doors.
"This way we can watch," she purred as she left him alone on the bed. Walking around to the other side, Kat stood facing the mirror. She fondled her aching breasts and then slid her hands down to her equally excited pussy. Over her shoulder, she could see Edward's reaction. He was really going to love this!
Edward could not keep his hands off himself as he gazed at Kat's beautiful body. She bent over, spread her legs wide and exposed herself to him lewdly. Fingers dipping into her twat, she even smeared the juices up to her puckered asshole. Edward remembered how it felt when he had his prick in there and that only added to his excitement.
"Come on," Kat said as she moved to her knees on the floor and motioned for him to join her.
On shaking legs, Edward stepped around the foot of the bed. He moved into position behind Kat and watched as she reached for him with both hands. She immediately guided his prick to her gaping pussy and he held his breath as her hot oils coated his knob. The mouth of her pussy sucked at him noisily and pulled him deeper.
"Nice," Kat groaned as she thrust herself back against him. "Very nice."
As Edward inched his way inside of her super hot body, his gaze drifted from where they were joined to the mirror. There he could see Kat's beautiful face had become a mask of concentration. Eyes half-closed, she bit her lower lip and her moans of pleasure filled the room. Below, her pendulous breasts swayed with her movements, the nipples brushing the carpet from time to time. Looking down, he watched his prick slide in and out of her pussy, shiny wet with her oils. Her lips clung to it possessively as he withdrew and swallowed it hungrily with every thrust.
"Fuck me, baby," Kat whimpered, rocking back and forth on her knees. When she looked in the mirror, her eyes met Edward's. She saw his sweaty body as he humped her steadily. She watched the muscles in his hips and thighs bunch and tighten with his lusty fucking.
Reaching between her legs, Kat found her slippery nub. She pinched it to match Edward's thrusts, which were becoming more powerful by the moment. Already, his prick was beginning to swell and jerk.
"Ungh!" Edward grunted and rammed his cock in to the hilt. At the same time, he pushed a thumb into her butthole.
Kat pressed her face into the carpet and howled as his prick erupted deep inside of her. The first hot spurt triggered her orgasm and it crashed over her, taking her breath away. She babbled incoherently as her body struggled to drain every drop of pleasure from the moment. And Edward seemed to be struggling just as hard. Even after her pulsing pussy had sucked the last drops from him, he continued to pump her steadily.
Finally, Kat turned with her back to the mirror and took him into her mouth, licking him clean with a busy tongue. Edward watched this, too, from both vantage points, knowing that she would soon have him hard again. This was better than a porno film.
"Lay down behind hie," Kat instructed as she lay down on her side, facing the mirror. She had given Edward time to recuperate and they were on the bedroom floor in front of the mirror again. Edward's erection had returned full force. He had primed Kat with his fingers and she was eager for his cock one more time.
Taking his place behind her on the floor, Edward watched in the mirror as Kat lifted one leg high into the air. She reached for his prick, caught it and guided it to her pussy.
"I call this the movie position," Kat explained in a halting voice.
Edward was too busy watching his shaft disappear between her swollen lips to reply. He knew right away that this was going to be one of his favorites! Not only could he fondle her breasts and rub her clit very easily, he could watch everything in the mirror. Even as the thoughts ran through his head, he pushed himself ball-deep and watched the expression on her face change. At the same time, he tugged playfully on one of her nipples.
Kat found that Edward accepted each new thing she introduced easier and easier. As he withdrew and then thrust deep again, she sighed. His cock was long and lean, just like him. It didn't stretch her wide, but it reached a place deep inside of her no one had ever touched before. Pushing back against him, she silently asked for more.
As Edward began thrusting steadily, one hand trailed down her body to her clit. He licked the back of her neck and nibbled on her ear as he pinched her magic button lightly.
"That's good, Edward," Kat breathed as her body jerked through a series of mini-cums. "You ... know ... just ... how...."
Kat never finished her sentence. Timing his fucking strokes with the fingers on her clit he brought Kat off like a rocket. And, again, the only thing she could concentrate on was how good it felt to cum all over his hard cock.
"Now, how do you want to cum?" Edward asked, licking her sweaty shoulder. He was still hard. This time, he felt like could last for hours.
After catching her breath, Kat squatted over her lover's face. She placed her freshly fucked pussy over his mouth for only a few moments before sliding it down his chest and belly. A slick, wet trail glistened in the light as she lowered her pussy onto his prick. They both groaned and began moving together almost immediately.
Now it was Kat's turn to watch in the mirror. She could see Edward's prick gleaming wet with her juices. She saw her clit, erect and throbbing as it peeped from between her swollen lips. She watched her breasts dancing on her chest and as her passion increased, she rode Edward harder and faster. Her eyes were glazed with lust and her hair flew around her head in wild disarray.
Edward bucked upward savagely into her very receptive body. He squeezed her sweaty ass, pulling her down onto him even harder. Their bodies slapped together rhythmically and Kat's groans filled the room as her orgasm approached.
Grinding her clit between them, Kat bucked and shuddered. Her orgasm built, subsided and built again. She was so close to cumming she could all but taste it. And then it eluded her again. Groaning in frustration now, she slammed herself down onto Edward hard enough to make both of them grunt.
Finally, he caught her breasts in both hands, pulled them to his mouth and sucked the nipples hard. That sent Kat over the edge, her body bucking out of control as she shouted out her pleasure.
And despite Edward's resolve to last for hours, he realized his own control was slipping away. He continued to suck her nipples and tried to think of anything except the woman bouncing around on top of him and her hot, pulsing overflowing cunt.
As she struggled to catch her breath this time, Edward did not wait for her to choose a position. He rolled her onto her back, pushed her legs high and wide and guided his prick to her bubbling hole. In the mirror, he saw himself grimace as he began concentrating on both his pleasure and hers. Sweat gleamed on is back and chest. Bracing himself on long, thin arms, he hovered over her, ramming his prick as deeply as possible.
"Do it," Kat groaned as she wrapped her legs around his ass. "Fuck my pussy!"
Edward barely heard her over the blood pounding in his ears. He slammed into her hard enough to lift her off the floor. He rode high on her mound, mashing her clit with every stroke.
Kat met him stroke for stroke. She was always amazed at how this shy, naive man could turn into a fucking machine once she got him started. Running her hands down his sweaty back, she squeezed his tight ass with both hands. His balls slapped her upturned bottom. His grunts of pleasure reached her ears.
Knowing he was going to start shooting soon, Edward threw everything he had at Kat. He had long ago stopped watching in the mirror. His only thoughts now were centered on his impending climax. It threatened to be the most intense one yet, and it was imperative that Kat cum right along with him.
"Cum with me," he grunted as his balls moved into firing position. "Cum all over my dick."
Kat teased his anus with her fingertips, knowing that would set him off. In the next heartbeat, Edward growled low in his throat and began spraying her insides with his hot load for the second time that morning. And in the next instant, she was grinding her body against his, shuddering from head to toe and cumming all over his dick.
This time as he waited for his breathing to return to normal, Edward happened to glance at the clock. He was going to be late for class after all! And who would believe that it was because he was cheating; his own wife wouldn't even believe that!
CHAPTER NINE
Maxine hung up the phone. Edward was working late at the university again. He had explained to her about the paperwork involved in the government grant he'd received. She knew his work was important to him. She even admired him for not taking the money her wealthy parents offered. And still she was angry. He had left before sunup that morning to prepare for an early class. Now, he would not be home until after midnight.
Frustration and anger fueled her decision to go out to dinner alone. She showered and dressed in a skin-tight, short black leather dress. Black stockings and garters added to the look of her sexy long legs. Black high heels completed the outfit. When she stepped back and really looked at herself in the mirror, it was like looking at a different woman.
"Well, this woman is going out tonight to have a good time," she said to her reflection as she made up her sexy dark eyes and added scarlet lipstick. "The hell with Edward and his research!"
As the shadows deepened, she was in her car driving through town, not really knowing nor caring where she was headed. It wasn't until she crossed unfamiliar railroad tracks and headed down a narrow street which ran parallel to the river that she realized she was pretty well lost.
Still too angry at Edward to be frightened, she spotted lights up ahead on the corner. As she approached, she realized it was a bar. No matter, she would stop and ask directions, she thought parking her car just outside.
The place wasn't a bar, it was a dive. The floor was filthy, the walls were an undeterminable shade of brown and the room reeked of stale beer and cigarette smoke. Several pool tables cluttered the floor and music blared from the juke box. The fat man behind the bar wore a dirty shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He switched the cigar from one side of his mouth to the other and winked as she approached.
"You're new on the block aren't you, kid?" he asked.
"Excuse me?"
"Look, I don't want no trouble in here," he growled. "Get back out on the street where you belong, honey. With your looks, you'll make plenty of money there."
Maxine suddenly realized that he had mistaken her for a hooker. Lifting her chin in indignation, ready to explain to him that she just needed directions, she felt a warm hand on her arm.
"Leave the lady alone, Mac," said a deep voice. "She's got too much class to be a hooker."
Nodding curtly, Maxine turned to the man towering over her. He was dressed in a flannel shirt and jeans that fit him perfectly. His hair was about shoulder-length, thick and black, and he had a beard to match. But it was his eyes, pale blue eyes that tinkled merrily, that held her attention.
"I just need some directions," she said. When she saw that his attention was centered on her chest, she shivered with delight.
Mike had been watching her since she stepped into the bar. He knew breeding and class when he saw it and this lady had both. He also knew that classy dames didn't dress like she was dressed for nothing. From the formfitting dress to the "fuck me pumps" she was ripe and ready for a man. A bored and lonely wife on the prowl, he reasoned. She hadn't even taken off her wedding band.
He switched the pool cue from one hand to the other. "I'm Mike," he said and steered her toward a booth. "Let me buy you a beer."
Maxine didn't want a beer. She wanted to go home. She desperately needed to get away from this ruggedly handsome man, those big, callused hands and his sexy smile. Yet, she slid into a booth across from him and held onto the frosty mug he offered. Pool balls clacked together quietly in the background. The other customers laughed and joked among themselves and then the music started again.
He had a tattoo on his right forearm.
"Dance with me," he said softly and took her hand.
Again, Maxine knew she should get away from him. However, it was easy to move into his arms and begin swaying to the music. As the dance continued, she allowed herself to be pulled closer. His muscular, work-hardened body thrilled her. Finally, she closed her eyes, rested her head on his broad shoulder and let him kiss her neck and ear.
"You smell nice," he said, brushing his nose through her hair. "Clean and sweet."
Shaking all over, Maxine clung to him. Her nipples were tingling, her pussy was starting to itch. From the way they were moving, they might as well have been fucking right there in the middle of the floor.
Mike maneuvered her easily toward a door into a back room of the bar. He winked at a couple of his friends who gave him the thumbs up signal. And then, hand on her firm ass, he drew her into the dimly lit room and away from the others.
"I thought you might like a little privacy," he said when she looked around at unfamiliar surroundings.
"Definitely," she answered, hooked her arms around his neck and lifted her mouth for a kiss. This stranger was driving her wild and he hadn't even touched her yet.
As Mike covered her mouth with his, he ran his hands down her back. Squeezing her butt, he pulled her against his growing erection. She moaned, wiggled even closer and he pulled her dress up so that he could caress her thighs.
"Oooooh, you're already hard," she exclaimed when she reached between them to squeeze his prick.
"And you're already wet," he breathed as he placed his hand over the crotch of her panties.
"It's been a long time," she whispered as she humped the stranger's hand.
"Then I'd better make sure you enjoy yourself," he said as he pushed the fabric up inside of her with a thick finger.
She gasped. "You might need help. I'm a lot of woman."
"There's plenty of help out there, if I need it," he assured her as he bared one of her breasts. He flicked the nipple with his tongue only briefly. "I want the first shot."
Maxine laughed at the double meaning of his sentence. That laugh turned into a gasp as he pushed the leg of her panties aside and worked two fingers into her pussy. Grabbing his wrist, she squatted onto his hand and her juices flowed freely.
"You're gonna be tight," he breathed as he lifted her onto the pool table in the center of the room.
"The tightest pussy you'll ever have," Maxine promised him as he pushed her dress up around her waist and pulled her panties down slowly. She saw him lick his lips when her black-haired pussy came into view and then she said, "Tightest ass, too."
Mike tossed her panties aside and ran his hands up her inner thighs, pressing her legs wide apart. Her pussy opened to his gaze like a flower, the tender pink lips in stark contrast with the black fur surrounding them. Her clit stood up proudly, throbbing, gleaming wetly in the dim light. As the scent of her heat reached his nose, his mouth watered.
"Lick it," Maxine said, thrusting her lewdly splayed pussy at him.
Leaning forward, Mike did as she asked. At the same time, he unzipped his pants and freed his meat. He dipped just the tip of his tongue into her pussy and the muscles gripped it tightly. His cock thumped steadily against his fingers.
As Maxine tangled her fingers in his thick hair, she did not allow herself to even think about what was happening. Here she was, Edward's wife, lying on a pool table in a sleazy bar while some stranger licked her pussy. It felt so good, there was no way she could stop!
"Suck it, baby," she grunted as she held his face tight against her crotch. "Suck my pussy."
Instinctively, Mike alternated between licking her bubbling hole and sucking on her clit. He continued this until she was humping his face steadily and then he curled his tongue into a point and rammed it deep into her pulsing pussy.
"Rub my clit," she squealed, her hips working even faster.
Mike did as she asked.
Maxine needed just one more thing to bring her to a quick, hard climax. "Stick your finger in my ass," she gasped.
Mike was a little surprised, but he followed orders. By the time he had worked his finger in past the second knuckle, Maxine exploded. Her tight pussy grew even tighter around his tongue and her asshole clamped down on his finger. He stayed right with her until she caught her breath and then withdrew his tongue slowly.
Maxine was a little disappointed when he pulled his finger out of her anus. But she promised herself that soon, his dick would take its place. "Now, you're going to fuck me," she gasped. Spreading her legs even wider, she invited him in, reaching for him with both hands. As Maxine guided him to her pussy, she heard voices on the other side of the door. Why should this guy have all the fun? "You're doing fine, but why don't you get some of your buddies in here. My hands will soon be empty and I'll need something in my mouth."
Mike barely heard her over the pounding of his heart. Stepping to the door, he opened it slightly and motioned for some of the guys to join him. They trooped into the room, ignoring Mike's wet cock that bobbed around in front of him. All they could see was the raven-haired beauty spread out on the pool table, her dress bunched up around her waist, her long legs spread wide.
Positioning himself between her legs, Mike made it clear that her pussy belonged to him.
"Come on, guys," Maxine purred. She had no doubt about what she wanted. "I need something in my hands and my mouth."
The first man to move, a beefy blond, crawled right up on the table over her head. He unzipped his pants and Maxine moaned as he freed his long, thick cock. She rubbed the tip back and forth across her lips, licking him until he was wet. And then she sucked him inside.
Mike watched Rob's prick disappear between the lady's lips and then he felt her hands on him again. The hands that pulled Mike's cock toward her pussy felt wonderful. Soft, warm fingers caressed him and then the head was tucked into her snug hole and covered with her boiling oils. He groaned as he fed his prick to her inch by inch, withdrawing only slightly from time to time. When he was buried to the hilt, he realized she was right, this was probably the tightest pussy in town.
With a cock in her mouth and one in her cunt, Maxine was just getting started. She reached for the other two men blindly, moaning when her scarlet-tipped fingers curled around their heavily veined shafts. They were already leaking pre-cum and she massaged that into their hot muscles.
Mike watched the whole thing with disbelieving eyes. This classy woman was really getting off on the situation! Her cunt squeezed and stroked his prick and she bucked against him, urging him to move even faster. Little wet sucking sounds filled the room as Rob fucked her mouth. His big prick was shiny wet with her spit and looked as if it was growing longer and thicker by the minute. The gentle slap of flesh on flesh added to the sexy symphony as she expertly pumped the cock in each hand. Frank's cockhead was turning a deep red color and looked like it might pop any moment. Ray was a little more in control of himself, but his face was a mask of concentration.
Grabbing her bouncing ass with both hands, Mike looked down to where they were joined. He watched his own prick churn her cunt juice to a froth. Her clit swelled and began to throb again and he knew she was going to climax very soon.
"Cum on my tits," she breathed, freeing Rob's prick for only a second.
As he shoved it back into her hungry mouth, Maxine pressed Frank's and Ray's dickheads against her nipples. She jerked the skin back and forth hard and fast, eager to feel their hot spunk covering her skin.
Frank grunted and humped her hand one last time. His piss slit winked and suddenly, a thick, white stream of cream squirted out. That was followed by another and another. Maxine moaned and sucked Rob even harder. As she coaxed the last drops from Frank's dong, Ray cut loose. His hot lotion spewed from the tip of his dick, adding to the layer of goo covering her skin. Maxine moaned again and used their shrinking cocks to massage the cum into her flesh. Their thick offerings not only coated her breasts and nipples, but oozed down her stomach in little rivulets.
All the while, Mike continued to fuck her steadily.
"Ready?" Rob grunted.
Gasping for breath, Maxine freed him. While she worked her spit into his shaft, he kicked his pants out of the way. When he squatted over her face again, he was naked from the waist down. Maxine captured his bloated balls in her hands and sucked first one and then the other into her mouth. Listening to him moan, inhaling his masculine scent, Maxine was glad she had postponed the inevitable for a little while.
Rob grunted again as her tongue slithered into his sweaty asshole.
And that's when she knew what she really wanted. "I want you in my ass," Maxine said to Mike.
Mike pulled his cock out of her slowly and stepped backward.
Dropping to the floor, Maxine turned around and bent over the pool table. She reached for Rob, who settled his ass onto the green felt, legs spread wide to give her all the room she needed. The look of disappointment on his face turned into a smile as she sucked his rigid pole into her mouth again.
Moving up close to her again, Mike buried two fingers in her twat, wetting them with her natural lubrication. He pushed the thick fluids into her winking asshole and listened to her moan around Rob's cock. A fresh flood of juices bubbled at her slit and he smeared those onto his shaft.
Maxine realized that Rob was losing control quickly. She released his slimy prick and rubbed it all over her cheeks, nose and mouth. "Hurry," she whimpered to Mike. Her ultimate goal was to have both of them pumping their load into her at the same time.
Swallowing hard, Mike pressed his knob against her hole. He pushed gently, worked it in a little circle and pushed again. Nothing happened. Maxine's frustrated groans grew louder. Finally, she wiggled back against him at about the same moment he thrust forward. The head of his dick popped inside of her. Mike gasped. It felt as if a rubber band had been snapped around his dick and was squeezing tighter by the minute.
Maxine endured the initial discomfort by concentrating on the dick in her mouth. She sucked him deep, feeling him throb and listening to him moan low in his throat. When the pleasure began flood into her body, she released Rob slowly and sucked just on the end of his prick while urging Mike to start moving.
Mike had fucked an ass or two in his life, but never had he experienced anything like this. This lady used her rectum just like a pussy, squeezing and pulsing around him while taking every inch. Her tiny opening stretched wide to accommodate his considerable girth and when he reached underneath, he found her juices flowing freely.
"Suck it, baby, suck it," Rob grunted as he placed a hand on Maxine's bobbing head. "Damn, what a fucking mouth!" He groaned as he leaned back on his elbows and let her do all the work. Her hands were on his balls again.
"What a fucking ass!" Mike said from between clenched teeth as he rammed himself in to the hilt time and time again.
And between them, Maxine could only moan and use her body to please the two men as they were pleasing her. She swallowed Rob's pre-cum and then pulled her head back as he began to throb. Soon she was going to have a mouth full of cum and she wanted to taste every single drop. At the same time, Mike's steady fucking movements had become awkward and jerky. His cock stretched her wide.
"Here it comes, baby," Rob howled.
Maxine sucked hard on the tip of his dick and stabbed his piss slit with her tongue. His hot spunk blasted into her mouth, coating her tongue and sliding down her throat faster than she could swallow. Her orgasm began then, too, making her want more and more of Mike.
Mike listened to Maxine swallowing steadily and then realized that she was working toward her own orgasm very quickly. He decided it was time to let go. Grabbing her ass again, he pulled her back against him savagely, humped against her twice and exploded. It felt like the whole end of his dick blew off as he filled her to capacity!
The hot jizz spewing into her rectum sent Maxine over the edge. She bucked and shuddered, her body completely out of control. Her ass clamped down even harder on Mike's jerking cock and she kept right on sucking Rob even though he was beginning to shrivel.
When Mike caught his breath, the first thing he saw was Rob crawling weakly off the table, reaching for his pants. He looked down to see his white goo oozing out of Maxine's butthole around his cock. He waited patiently for her to release him, not really in a hurry, even though he knew the lady had gotten what she came there after. And when she did let him go, he leaned forward and kissed her spine tenderly.
Maxine's breathing finally returned to normal. She rested her cheek against the table. Her legs were weak and trembly and she did not trust herself to stand.
"There's a bathroom where you can clean up," Mike whispered as he placed a towel in her clenched fist.
Maxine did not respond. When she stood up, the men were gone. She could still taste Rob's cream and Mike's copious load dribbled from her body, sliding slowly down her thighs. Her sexual needs were satisfied for the moment and she crept toward the small bath room on her right.
Then she caught a glimpse of herself in the bathroom mirror. Her hair was a tangled, black mass, her make-up smeared and her dress (or what little she still wore) was completely ruined. Maxine smiled. "Oh, Edward, if you could see me now!" she said to her reflection. "Your cheating wife is having the time of her life!"
CHAPTER TEN
"I'm leaving tonight on another buying trip," Carl said quietly into the telephone. He checked to make sure his wife was still talking to the two young men who had just arrived to build a deck on the back of their house. "I want to see you before I go." It was only noon, but his bags were packed and loaded in the car. As soon as he was sure Kat could meet him, he would tell Trish he had to catch an earlier flight.
Kat's breath caught in her throat at the sound of his voice. She had promised Richard she would help out at the office during the afternoon. One of his secretaries had a doctor's appointment and they would be short-handed. Yet, spending the afternoon in bed with Carl was infinitely more exciting than working in Richard's office. "When? Where?" she asked, already planning what underthings she would wear for him.
Carl named the hotel and gave her the time while continuing to watch his wife with the two men.
Kat looked at her watch. She barely had an hour to get ready and get to the hotel, which was right in the middle of the busy downtown district. "I'll be there," she said, squeezing her legs together.
He told her the name he would be registered under and hung up the phone.
Trish took the news of his early flight in stride and even walked Carl to the car. He had noticed a subtle change in her lately. She didn't seem to mind him being away so much. After all, his traveling and business interests were what allowed her to live the lavish lifestyle she enjoyed. Yet, there was something else, something he couldn't quite put his finger on. It occurred to him that she might be having an affair, but he almost laughed at that. They had been married over twenty years and if there was one person he knew, it was his beautiful wife. The last thing she was interested in was sex.
While Kat dressed to meet her lover, she tried to think of a good excuse for not going down to Richard's office. In the end, when she did call, all she got was his receptionist, Melissa. And the young woman seemed almost relieved, even happy that Kat's plans had changed.
Sitting on the edge of the big bed in his hotel room, Carl listened intently for Kat's knock at the door. It came much sooner than he expected and he opened it quickly. Catching her hand in his, he gently pulled her inside and then drew her fingers to his mouth.
The room was sumptuous and decorated in light, airy colors. There was thick carpet underfoot and one wall was dominated by huge sunlit windows. But Kat barely noticed as Carl kissed the tips of her fingers and then sucked them one by one, running his tongue intimately between. She simply stood there gazing at him. Her eyes grew dark and stormy and she licked her full lips with the tip of her pink tongue in a purely sexual gesture. Now, this was a woman!
As Carl's hot lips kissed his way up her arm, Kat's pussy grew loose and moist. Her nipples had begun to ache long ago. Now, they made rigid peaks in her sweater, emphasized by the bra she wore. By the time his lips found hers, her thighs were sticky wet.
"What did you wear for me?" he asked as his big hands covered her breasts. Feeling her nipples against his palms, he had an idea.
"A surprise," she breathed and stepped away from him.
Carl sank onto the bed to watch his gorgeous mistress undress. Reaching behind her, she unzipped her skirt and allowed it to slide slowly down her hips to the floor. Not wanting to give away all her secrets too soon, she pressed her legs together demurely and covered her crotch with one hand.
Carl couldn't seem to take his eyes off the sexy peach-colored garters she wore along with matching panties. They were trimmed with feminine white lace, but the way the garments were made was designed to be nothing but sexy.
Satisfied that she had his complete attention, Kat removed her sweater just as slowly and tossed it aside. Her satin bra matched her panties in color and lifted her breasts to create lots of cleavage. However, it was styled so that her erect nipples poked through holes strategically placed in the front of each otherwise smooth cup. Kat thrust her chest in his direction and tugged at her nipples playfully. They grew even harder.
Carl swallowed hard and gazed at her open-mouthed. His cock had been half-hard since they talked on the phone. Now, it was completely erect and making a tent in the front of the bathrobe he had tied loosely around himself! Never had he seen anything quite as sexy as this!
"Do you like my outfit?" Kat asked, although she already knew the answer. His preference was evident by the impressive bulge in the front of his bathrobe.
He nodded and then croaked, "Turn around."
Kat did as he asked. Looking back over her shoulder with a sexy pout, she ran her hands over the thin, peach-colored fabric stretched across her ass. The satin was slick to the touch and warmed by her own flesh.
"Pull them up tighter," Carl said as he leaned back on one elbow and untied the belt. His throbbing erection literally pushed the terry cloth fabric aside and jutted upward out of his thick patch of black hairs.
Kat shuddered at the sight, but forced herself to remain where she was. She worked the back of her panties upward, exposing her cheeks to his hot gaze. Then, hooking her fingers in the elastic waistband, she pulled the garment up until it was wedged snugly into her crack. The soft material brushing against her sensitive butthole only added fuel to the flame. Moaning, she leaned forward and slid her finger down the strip of fabric between her cheeks.
"Can you do the same thing to that pussy?" Carl asked.
Kat hesitated only because she wasn't sure. She was still trying to keep the fact that her panties were crotchless a secret. Using both hands, she pressed the front of her panties together. That done, she turned and pulled upward on the fabric. She gasped as it slid easily up between her lips, pressing directly against her erect clit.
Carl's breathing quickened. He had been squeezing himself occasionally, but now he had one hand wrapped around his pole, stroking it slowly.
The situation thrilled Kat beyond words. She stepped closer and continued to pull upward on the thin rope of fabric. It emphasized her dark bush, her swollen lips, and grew wetter by the minute.
"Take them off," Carl grunted as he freed himself and slipped his arms out of the robe.
"I don't have to," Kat said. With her panties still pushed deep into her crack, she moved toward him.
"You do if you want to ride this," he told her. With his hands behind his head, he thrust his pussy prod in her direction.
As always, Kat was mesmerized by the sight of his gorgeous male body. Even at fifty, Carl's trim physique rivaled that of some of her younger lovers. His prick was enormous and she knew from experience that he possessed unusual stamina. She knew that no woman would leave his bed unsatisfied.
In explanation of her statement, Kat stopped just short of the bed. Spreading her legs wide, she pulled the slimy fabric from between her pussy lips. With a smile, she showed him that her panties had no crotch.
"I'll be damned," he said with a short laugh, and then reached for her.
Kat laughed, too, as she climbed onto the bed and knelt over his body. She caught his rigid pole in both hands, stroked him slowly, and then bent forward to lick the head. When it was glistening wet and Carl's soft moans were filling the room, she licked her way up and down his shaft, tonguing his balls from time to time. By this time, she was as ready for action as he.
Carl had closed his eyes when she began licking him. With Kat, that was the only way to keep from losing control of himself. When he felt the heat of her pussy against his knob, he opened them. What a beautiful sight! Her eyes were flecked with fiery gold, her hair had that sexy, tousled look, and her tanned flesh was only accented by the color of the sexy garments she wore. It looked as if her breasts were swollen and the nipples that protruded from the holes in the cups were twice as big as before. The crotchless panties only emphasized her well-cared for pussy and the silk stockings she wore whispered against his skin when she moved.
Catching her lower lip in her teeth, Kat sank downward until the entire knob was buried between her lips. She gasped because he stretched her delightfully wide. He gasped because her snug hole was already sucking on him hungrily.
"Take it all," Carl urged as he ran his fingers over her silk covered thighs.
Kat inched downward until about half of his shaft had disappeared inside of her. Her breath was coming in short, ragged bursts and she could literally feel her clit swelling with excitement.
Carl looked down to where they were joined, let his fingertips dance over her mound, and then slid his hands up her body. He pulled at her exposed nipples and then caressed her bra covered breasts with that rough/gentle touch that she loved.
Unable to stand it another second, Kat sank down onto him, taking every inch of his thick cock inside of her. She worked her hips in a small circle, grinding her clit between them. At the same time, she placed her hands over his and pressed her aching breasts forward.
"Work it," Carl said, his voice hoarse. The spunk seemed to be leaping from ball to ball, seeking escape.
"Work that pussy all over my dick."
Kat gave a soft cry and moved her body faster. She could already feel her climax building deep in her belly.
Sensing that she was going to lose control quickly, Carl pulled her down onto him. He sucked one nipple into his mouth and pinched the other lightly.
"Oh, yes," Kat hissed as she slammed her pussy down onto him even harder. "Make me cum!"
Carl moved his mouth to the other nipple and sucked that sweet bud. At the same time, his hand slid down her body to her ass. He squeezed it rhythmically, forcing her onto him even more, and tried to think about anything except the hot mouth of her cunt sucking on his dick.
"Oh, God!" Kat shrieked as her climax peaked. Her body bucked out of control.
Carl concentrated on sucking her nipple as her pussy tightened around his cock. God, her muscles were strong! It was all he could do to keep his cool.
Just when Kat's climax began to subside, Carl started moving underneath her, working his prick in and out of her hole. That sent her back up again and she gyrated wildly on top of him. Again, he allowed her to come down and then he worked his fingertips into her tiny butthole. Kat all but screamed as her orgasm rose again, this time more intense than before.
Carl waited until she calmed down and then freed her nipple. He lifted her off him easily and Kat whimpered when his cock was pulled from her gaping pussy. Rolling her onto her back on the bed, Carl mounted her. She sighed happily as his throbbing, hot muscle filled her again.
Catching an ankle in each hand, Carl held her legs high and wide and worked his cock in and out of her hole. Now he could look down between them and watch everything. His prick was shiny wet, oiled well by her pussy, and it stretched her liquid center wide. Her clit was still swollen. He freed one of her ankles and reached between them to rub it with his thumb.
Kat's moans grew louder when he began rubbing her clit. She pinched her nipples as Carl fucked her with long, hard thrusts. Thick, wet sounds reached her ears as her juices poured. His balls slapped her upturned ass noisily. God, how she loved getting fucked like this! She humped upward, wanting every inch he had and more.
Carl's gaze moved up her body from where the crotchless panties framed her sweet pussy to where her breasts all but jiggled out of the small cups of her bra. "Let me see those tits," he said, each word punctuated by a deep thrust.
Kat scooped her breasts out of the bra cups and squeezed them together with both hands.
"Show me how you suck them," he urged.
She moaned as she lifted her head and drew her nipples upward. Sticking out her tongue, she covered the buds with spit. She sucked first one and then the other into her mouth. Thrilled at the feel of her own hot mouth, her pussy fluttered around Carl's pistoning prick. Her climax hit without warning and, for the next few minutes, she was unable to do anything but ride out the waves of pleasure that crashed over her entire body.
As the beautiful woman climaxed beneath him, Carl fought for control. His balls, wet with her juices, were so full they ached. His prick felt as if it was ready to explode. But he wanted this afternoon rendezvous to last as long as possible. Pulling his prick free, he held her cunt lips wide with both hands. Curling his tongue into a point, he worked it up and down her slit.
Gasping for breath and covered with sweat, Kat lay there limply while Carl licked her clean. She knew he had not yet cum and the thought thrilled her. His tongue probing her rectum brought back memories of the way the panties had teased the same place.
"Carl," she whispered as she ran her fingers through his hair. "Finger my ass."
"I thought you'd never ask," he said with a chuckle, and then flipped her onto her belly.
Trembling with excitement, Kat moved to her knees, thrusting her ass at his face.
The crotchless panties were stretched tight across her sweaty flesh again, but her butthole and that gaping, freshly fucked pussy were exposed. "Spread your legs, bitch," he said as he smacked her panty clad bottom lightly. "I'm going to fuck you doggie-style."
Kat moaned, thrilled by this treatment.
"Tell me what you want," Carl demanded as he pushed a thick finger into her little hole.
"I want you to fuck me like this," Kat whimpered. Her butthole instinctively clamped down on his intruding finger. "Please, please keep your finger in my ass."
"Are you sure you can handle it?" he wanted to know as he added a second finger.
"I can take your fat cock anywhere," she moaned. Carl's prick slid into her easily. Her pussy spasmed and more oils poured out of her as he began pumping in and out. He slapped her ass a few times while continuing to finger her anus. And then, as their excitement spiraled out of control, the slaps turned into more of a grab and knead. He rammed his prick in to the hilt, pushed his fingers deeper and listened to her animal-like grunts of pleasure.
"Fuck me! Fuck me!" she squealed, reaching for more and more.
Knowing he would not be able to hold back this time, Carl gave her everything he had. His powerful thrusts rocked her whole body and made the bed dance. The smell of sex filled the room and there was no mistaking the sounds that came from the couple's lips. Both of them were rushing headlong toward an orgasm that would not soon be forgotten.
Carl lost control first. His balls moved into firing position as he rammed himself in to the hilt. He shoved his fingers deep into her butthole and then his hot spunk flooded her spasming pussy. He continued to hump her frantically as she bucked wildly underneath him.
Kat buried her face in the pillows. Her orgasm hit, taking her breath away, making coherent thought impossible. Carl's cock spurting it's hot load into her pussy was the ultimate thrill, but having two fingers buried in her ass at the same time only added to it. She wanted it to last forever!
It was a while before Carl could breathe regularly again and when he did, he collapsed onto the rumpled bed beside Kat's heaving body. They snuggled together, dozed and then woke up horny again, completely unaware that they were being watched and photographed by a private detective.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Carl's early departure did not concern Trish in the least. In fact, it was out of her thoughts before he reached the end of their driveway. She was much more interested in watching the two young hunks who had begun work on her deck.
Hurrying into the house, she stood by the bedroom window watching them work. The short, stocky man with the thick mustache wore a white T-shirt which contrasted vividly with his tanned skin. It clung to his bulging biceps and muscular body like a second skin, only emphasizing his physique. The other young man was clean-shaven, tall and slender. His jeans showed off his cute ass perfectly. By the time Trish positioned herself by the window, he had unbuttoned his shirt to reveal a smooth, hairless chest and flat rippled stomach.
Just watching them, listening to their deep voices and hearing their hearty male laughter set her whole body on fire. Her breathing quickened and she caressed herself absently through her clothes. Finally, she worked her hands up under her blouse and squeezed her aching breasts together, moaning and humping the air. Before long, the crotch of her shorts was wet. She squeezed her leaking mound with one hand.
Soon after that, her erotic fantasies got the better of her. She held her shorts leg aside with one hand and worked the tips of two fingers up and down her slit. The swollen lips parted readily at her touch and her fingers were immediately wet with her own oils. She gasped when she smeared the warm fluids up and over her clit. Her body moved of its own accord, reaching for the pleasurable fingers.
"Oh, God!" Trish's moans filled the empty room as she brought herself to a quick, hard climax.
Weak and shaking, she leaned against the wall. Her pussy continued to suck at her fingers hungrily. Her gaze strayed back to the two men, who were working diligently now. With a sigh, she came to a decision. Dressing in a skimpy bathing suit in a color that enhanced her slightly tanned skin, flaming red hair and green eyes, Trish grabbed a thick towel, her suntan lotion and her dark glasses. If this didn't get their attention, nothing would.
"Don't mind me, guys," she called out as she spread her towel out in the grass near where they were working. Yet, that was the last thing she wanted. Taking a seat on the towel, she slowly spread the lotion on her arms and legs with long, sensuous strokes. The dark glasses allowed her to sneak peeks at the men without them knowing it. By the time she massaged the lotion into the skin of her chest and upper breasts, she had their full attention.
Lying down on her back, she rubbed the fluid into her flat stomach, letting her fingertips dip into the bottom of her bathing suit a few times. Then, she relaxed, one leg drawn up slightly so that they could get a teasing peak at the narrow band of cloth that covered her crotch. Inside, she was going crazy with desire.
Several times, she saw them with their heads together, talking softly. Then, one of them would glance in her direction and they would laugh loudly and slap each other on the shoulder. Still, neither of them made a move in her direction.
Drastic measures would have to be taken!
Trish sat up and took off her glasses. Chest thrust out, legs falling apart slightly, she asked, "Could one of you lend me a hand?"
The short, stocky man was closest. He gave his partner a quick, almost frightened glance, placed his hammer on the ground and came toward her.
Trish shivered at his graceful, fluid movements and held the small bottle of lotion up to him. "Do my back, please."
He knelt on the towel beside her, squirted lotion into his wide palm and then transferred it to her shoulders. Instead of just rubbing, he massaged the fluid into her flesh until he was sure she was covered thoroughly.
"Ummmm, that feels good," Trish breathed when he finished. "You have great hands."
"Thank you," he replied as he capped the bottle and stood up.
Noticing that he had not made a move to return to work, she lay down on her stomach. She pressed her aching breasts into the towel and spread her legs wider this time. The warm sun baking her flesh was nothing compared to the heat raging inside of her.
"If you need anything else," he said as he walked away, "just whistle."
Trish knew an opening when she heard one. Rolling onto her side, she propped her head on one elbow. She knew her breasts were literally falling out of the flimsy bra that covered them. She also knew that there was a wet spot on the front of her panties. The other man's eyes were devouring her. Puckering her full lips, she gazed at his retreating back and whistled a long, low wolf whistle.
He stopped in mid stride, turned and grinned.
Trish grinned back and wiggled her finger in his direction, motioning for him to return. She winked at his buddy and gave him the same invitation. Then, she slid that finger down the front of her bra, pulling it down so that her erect nipples finally leaped free. The finger continued moving down her stomach. She tugged at the front of her bikini bottoms and pulled them downward until the men could catch a glimpse of her flaming-red bush.
The man with the mustache had reached her. He caught her hand in his, placed her finger in his mouth and sucked it.
"What's your name?" Trish asked, trying to keep her voice steady. A fresh flood of oils coated her panties.
"Bruce," he answered, licking his way up her arm.
The other young man knelt on her other side and she turned her attention to him briefly. As her fingers traced around the growing bulge in his jeans, she asked. "What's your name?"
"Ricky," he all but moaned, and pressed his crotch into her hand.
"Well, my name is Trish and I'm in the mood for some male attention. I think you two have exactly what I need," she told them. By this time, she was using her other hand on Bruce's dick. It was almost completely erect and she could feel the heat through his jeans.
Reluctantly moving away from her exploring fingers, Ricky lay down beside her. He inhaled her light perfume, the scent of her heat and the coconut smell of the suntan lotion. His lips found her ear and he nibbled it while his hands began some exploration of their own. The bare nipple that stabbed his palm was hard as a button and it grew even harder as he licked his way down her neck.
Seeing that Ricky was taking care of the lady's top, Bruce decided to work on the other end. He ran his hands up her inner thighs, not surprised to find them sticky wet. The crotch of her bathing suit grew even wetter when he touched her there. He could feel her swollen lips and her erect clit through the fabric. Her musky scent reached his nose, drawing his face toward her fork like a magnet.
"Oh!" Trish gasped when she felt Bruce's hot mouth on her mound.
Bruce slid his hands up under her ass and pulled her against his face. Pushing the thin fabric of her suit up inside of her with his tongue, he tasted even more of her oils. He withdrew it after a few moments and sucked gently, pulling the fabric back out.
Trish could not control the thrusting motion of her hips any more than she could stop moaning into Ricky's mouth. She sucked on his tongue as she shuddered through a mini-cum as he fondled her breasts with big, callused hands.
Bruce licked her inner thighs, his mouth moving downward until he reached her feet. There, he centered his oral attention on her toes. Never had Trish experienced pleasures such as this. She was almost embarrassed at her uninhibited reaction, the throaty grunts and wild gyrations. A series of little climaxes rippled through her, hitting like a string of firecrackers.
"We might be more comfortable inside," Trish suggested when she caught her breath.
The two men did not answer, but helped her to her feet and then followed her into the house. After being in the hot, bright sunshine, the rooms were cool and dim. She offered them drinks and mixed them at the bar, making no secret about her interest in their full crotches. Then, intent on bringing one of her fantasies to life, Trish led them to an upper deck where the Jacuzzi was located.
"Join me," she said as she stripped off her bathing suit and stepped into the swirling water. Even that felt cool against her feverish flesh and she settled down into it gratefully.
Keeping their eyes on the beautiful, naked redhead, Bruce and Ricky undressed quickly. Stripping off their shirts and stepping out of their jeans, they tossed the clothing aside. Both men were tanned and very well-built, but all Trish could see were their erect pricks bobbing around in front of them. Bruce's was just like him, short but very thick, with a huge set of balls hanging underneath. She licked Ricky's cock, which was longer and not quite as thick. Yes, for what she had in mind, these two would do perfectly.
They took a seat in the water on either side of her. Disappointed that she could no longer see their dicks, she searched for them in the water. Curling her fingers as far as she could around Bruce's cock, her free hand found Ricky's. As she pumped them slowly, she was satisfied-for the moment.
Bruce moaned and leaned toward her neck and ear. He whispered something to her at the same time one of his big hands covered her breast. He pinched the nipple and she nodded, shuddering at his suggestion.
Ricky's hand traveled down her flat stomach to her red-haired pussy. He worked two fingers between her swollen lips much as she had done earlier. Her clit was easy to find and he massaged it with his thumb while teasing the mouth of her pussy with his fingertips.
Trish spread her legs wide for Ricky and turned her mouth toward Bruce's for a long, tongue battling kiss. All the while, her hands continued their loving treatment of their cocks. With all of these sensations flooding her body at the same time, Trish could no more stop her orgasm than she could fly. Her mouth sucked on Bruce's plunging tongue. Her pussy sucked on Ricky's pistoning fingers and the water churned with her erratic bucking.
The men waited patiently until she caught her breath, willing to let her control the situation.
"I think I'd like to taste you," she said, squeezing the cock she held in each hand.
Bruce lifted himself up out of the water and took a seat on the low wall beside her. She turned her head and caught his wet cockhead in her mouth easily. He groaned as her hot tongue danced over the head. His groan grew louder when she squeezed him with her lips and began sucking, taking him deeper by the minute. By the time she released him, the cum was boiling in his balls.
Ricky humped her hand while watching her pretty mouth go to work on Bruce's meat. Half-standing, half-kneeling in the swirling water, he trembled when she captured the end of his dong in her hot mouth. Sucking about half of his length into her mouth, she swirled her tongue around him lazily and then released him inch by inch. After probing into his piss slit, teasing his nerve bundle, she formed a tight ring of her lips and swallowed him again.
"Jesus!" Bruce hissed as he humped her hand. He, too, was turned on by watching her suck Ricky's dick. If she didn't do something fast, he was going to shoot all over her hand.
"I need to get fucked," Trish moaned. Moving to her knees in the water, she took Bruce into her mouth again.
Ricky watched her swallow Bruce's dick hungrily as he caressed her backside and fingered her pussy. She moaned and pushed back against his hand, silently asking him for more. His cockhead was already bumping her liquid opening. He held her lips apart with two fingers and pushed the knob inside. God, she was tight, and her cunt seemed to grow even tighter as he burrowed deeper.
Bruce leaned back on his elbows and humped her face. The deeper Ricky fucked her cunt, the deeper she sucked his dick. Soon, he was bumping the back of her throat, his cock throbbing against her busy tongue.
When Ricky finally settled into a steady, fucking rhythm, Trish began to moan around Bruce's meat. She had never had sex with two men before, but had often dreamed about it. Now; she knew that she would never get enough of having a dick in her mouth and one in her pussy. She wondered what the members of the cheating wives club would think when she told them about this. And then she had fleeting thoughts of Carl and wondered what he would do if he knew.
As she moved her body back and forth between the two men, her climax built, subsided and built again. Thoughts of anyone or anything else disappeared from her head. Low grunts came from Bruce as his cock swelled and jerked in her mouth. Pre cum coated her tongue and she was sure he was going to explode any moment. The prick in her pussy grew to gigantic proportions and Ricky grabbed her ass with both hands, pulling her back against him even harder.
Her orgasm overtook her so quickly she barely had time to enjoy the preliminary tremors. She managed to keep Bruce in her mouth as her groans of release filled the air. Her pussy pulsed and fluttered around Ricky's cock and then clamped down on it tightly as if it would never let go. At last, she collapsed between the two men, vaguely aware that they were still hard.
"I want that pussy this time," Bruce said when Trish released him. He slid down into the warm water.
Ricky realized that she was unable to make a decision, so he helped Bruce lift her so that she was straddling his lap. With both of Bruce's hands between her legs, holding her lips apart and his prick aimed at her drooling cunt, Ricky knelt on the tiled floor in front of her face.
Trish groaned as she sank down onto Bruce's dick. It slid deep into her body, stretching her wide, scratching her itch and yet making her want more at the same time. She sucked Ricky's red, swollen knob into her mouth, tasting his sweet pre-cum and listening to both men moan with pleasure.
With both hands on her waist, Bruce moved her up and down on his dick. The water made her buoyant and gentle splashing sounds were added to the grunts and groans coming from the rowdy threesome. When Trish's nose was buried in Ricky's pubic hair, she felt Bruce's fingers probing at her butthole.
That's when she knew exactly what she needed. Resting her hand on Bruce's broad shoulder, she settled down onto him and remained still. Then she freed Ricky's cock, kissed it and whispered. "I want you in me, too."
"In your ass?" Ricky asked.
Trish nodded and then groaned as Bruce sucked one of her nipples into his mouth noisily.
He was shaking all over as he climbed back down into the water and moved into place behind her.
She leaned forward onto Bruce, giving Ricky all the room he needed. Her heart thudded in her chest, but she knew, without a doubt, that this was what she wanted. Bruce held her cheeks apart with both hands, his cock buried to the hilt in her pulsing pussy.
Trish's entire body shuddered when Ricky worked an exploratory finger into her rectum. He added a second and pushed them in deeper. A loud groan escaped her lips and she felt her pussy squeeze Bruce's throbbing dick. Neither of them were going to last much longer.
When Trish began rocking back toward him, he decided it was time for his dick. Aiming the knob at her puckered opening, he pushed. The water made penetration easier than any of them imagined. In fact, Ricky was inside of her and beginning to move before he even realized it.
Trish's gasp of discomfort quickly turned into a moan of pleasure. She had a fat dick in her pussy, one in her ass, and Bruce had slid down into the water and was sucking her nipples again. Working her body back and forth between the two, she initiated an awkward but steady rhythm. She ground her clit against Bruce and it seemed the more Ricky gave her in her ass, the more she wanted.
The warm water caressing Ricky's balls felt like a lover's tongue as he fucked Trish's ass. He knew he wasn't going to last long in that tight, hot hole. Giving in to instinct, he simply rammed himself deep, withdrew all but the head and slammed into her again.
Bruce was experiencing almost the same thing. He moved his mouth from one sweet tit to the other and tried to think of other things. Yet, the spunk had eased into his shaft and streaked toward the head moments before. Each and every upward thrust brought him closer and closer to release.
Trish knew Ricky was going to lose control first. She held her breath as he grunted and rammed his cock deep into her ass one last time. That's when he began pumping his load into her bowels. She bucked harder against Bruce, fighting off her own climax until she felt him begin to squirt. That didn't take long. Just as he fired his first thick spurt of jizz into her pussy, she spiraled off into oblivion. As her body bucked wildly between the two men, her body sucked every drop from their spouting cocks. And then she grew limp, barely having the strength to pull herself up out of the water.
As usual, she would manage to keep herself occupied while Carl was out of town. She hoped these two had nothing planned for the immediate future.
CHAPTER TWELVE
By the time Kat called the third meeting of the Cheating Wives Club to order, she could see even more of a difference in her friends. Maxine was positively glowing, had redone her hair and make-up into a more modem, very attractive style and was bubbling over with stories of her sexual escapades.
When the beautiful Trish described her threesome with the carpenters that lasted for three days, they all listened intently. She confessed that she hardly even thought of Carl when he was out of town anymore.
The look in Jennifer's blue eyes was no longer wide-eyed and innocent. Even though she still enjoyed her husband's attention (when he had time) she was really developing a taste for other women.
They all agreed that they were happier and their marriages stronger than ever before. And it was all because they had taken action, done something about being lonely. Kat was proud of her friends. They all thanked her and then listened while she told them of one of her rendezvous with a married man. Careful, as always, to leave out the details, she described her afternoon in the hotel room with Carl.
When the women left the health club and headed their separate ways, Jennifer pulled Trish aside. "Listen, I really want to thank you for what you've done for Dan and I. Why don't we get together this afternoon at my house? I'd love to show you some of my new toys and all the things I've learned."
"I have a doctor's appointment in half an hour," Trish said, giving Jennifer's hand a squeeze. "Could I come after that?"
"Of course," the blonde said, shivering with delight at the thought of seducing the beautiful Kat. "You know, Dan isn't taking any new patients right now, but I'm sure I could get him to see you," she added.
Kat did not dare look at Jennifer. In just a few minutes she would be in Dan's arms! "Don't worry about it," Kat said as she climbed into her car. "It's no big deal, just a routine check up."
"Okay. When you get finished, come on over to the house. I'll be waiting." With that, Jennifer skipped to her car, her body already tingling with desire for Kat.
Pulling out of the parking lot, Kat drove in the opposite direction from Dan's office. She watched her rearview mirror while she circled the block several times. Then she spotted Jennifer's car getting on the ramp to the freeway, heaved a sigh of relief and made a U-turn in the middle of the street.
Dan had suggested that Kat come to his office, just as if she was a patient. When she arrived, his outer office was empty. Even his nurse, Kelly, was not in sight. She checked her watch, decided that she was a bit early and then sat down in the closest chair and let her mind wander. Memories of the handsome young doctor's boyish grin filled her head. She could almost taste his kisses, feel his hands on her breasts. But most of all, she remembered how his prick filled her pussy to capacity.
Minutes ticked by and still there was no nurse, no patients, not even a telephone ringing. Kat could stand it no longer. She pushed open the door that led to his inner office. His private office was at the end of a narrow hall. Doors on either side opened into four separate examining rooms. They were all closed.
Moving silently on the thick carpet, Kat came to his office door. That's when she saw that she was wrong about all the doors being closed. The one near the end on the right was slightly ajar. She remembered that it was the same one they had used on her last visit.
"How does that feel?" a woman asked softly.
Kat froze. For a split second she wasn't sure where the voice was coming from. And then Dan spoke.
"Fabulous!" he told her. "God, your hands are terrific."
Kat smiled. Evidently, this was his favorite examining room for more reasons than one.
"What about this?" The woman's voice came again and it wasn't his wife.
"Oh, yeah," Dan breathed.
From the breathy sound of his words, Kat knew what the woman was doing. Instead of being jealous, she was thrilled at the thought of watching him with another woman.
Well, Kat knew a few secrets about Dan's private office. Holding her breath and moving silently, she entered his office. Along one wall, was a moderately large mirror flanked by floor to ceiling bookshelves. One day, while waiting for Dan, she was checking her makeup, which put her close enough to the mirror to realize that it was really a window which allowed him to observe patients in this first examining room. How it got there or why it was there she had no idea. Now, as she looked through the two-way mirror, she was certainly grateful for whoever put it there.
Kat shivered at the sight of Dan sitting on the examination table. He was naked from the waist down, his thick cock jutting proudly up out of his lap. At that moment, it was shiny wet with spit.
"I never get enough of sucking your dick," Kelly said. Her white uniform was unbuttoned and her heavy breasts, topped with strawberry-sized nipples, hung out of the front. Even as she made a tiny ring of her lips and swallowed Dan again, he reached down and fondled the thick buds.
Kat had both hands between her legs, kneading the front of her wet panties.
"God knows, I never get enough of your mouth," he told her, and then he stroked her hair and ran his finger down her cheek.
Kat's breath caught in her throat when he ran his fingertip around Kelly's lips. How many times had he done that to her! And she was sure he did the same thing with his own wife. What a kinky thought!
Dan leaned back on the table and fucked his nurse's face gently. One of her hands slid up between his thighs to cup his balls. They looked full in the harsh fluorescent lighting and Dan groaned and spread his legs wide for his lover as she handled the tender orbs gently.
Kat reached for a nearby chair, pulled it up close and kicked off her shoe. She placed one foot on the seat and put her hand in her panties. Her hairs were a damp, tangled mass but she found her clit quickly and teased it to an erection. Might as well enjoy the show!
"Does your pussy get wet when you suck me?" Dan asked after a few minutes.
"You know it does," Kelly answered, freeing him only for a second.
"Show it to me," he said in a coaxing voice. "Show me that wet cunt."
Kelly seemed reluctant to release his dick, but she did so. She stood up and pulled her skirt up around her waist, revealing pink panties with a wet spot on the front. Both Kat and Dan watched as she pulled those panties down to her knees, revealing a silky-looking bush much darker than the hair on her head. The triangle of curls was damp and halved neatly by two puffy, pink lips.
Kat swallowed hard as the young woman used her fingers to part the furry patch. Two very wet, pink inner lips came into view as well as a tiny but erect clit. She glanced quickly at Dan who was rubbing his throbbing cock with one hand. The fat knob was growing larger by the minute and turning a deep red.
A little gasp brought Kat's attention back to Kelly. She had captured her clit between two fingers and pinched it rhythmically. At the same time, she spread her legs and worked a single finger up inside of her pussy. "See how wet you make me?" she breathed as she pulled her finger free. It gleamed wetly until Dan caught her hand in his and sucked the sex-slick digit into his mouth.
"Oh!" Kelly whimpered. Her eyes glazed with lust.
Kat's own pussy spasmed and she caught a whiff of her woman scent. Keeping her eyes on Dan and his nurse, she pulled her panties down out of the way and reached for her purse. Luckily, she had carried her vibrator with her to the health club. Her original intention had been to show it to Jennifer and maybe even watch her use it. Now, it was going to come in handy in a completely unexpected turn of events!
"Make yourself cum," Dan said to Kelly.
The way she closed her eyes and the sound of her moan made it obvious she was already more than halfway there. The two fingers sliding in and out of her cunt moved faster and she rubbed her clit furiously. She groaned softly and her breasts jiggled with her gentle humping motions. Lower and lower, she squatted. Thick, wet sounds filled the air as the young woman stood before the doctor working toward an explosive orgasm.
As Kat watched her masturbate, she pushed the thick, purple vibrator into her own overflowing pussy and turned it on. She could barely hear the low, throbbing sound of the sexy toy, but its effect was tremendous. The warm ripples of excitement spread outward, up to her nipples and down her legs, growing hotter by the minute.
"That's it," Dan coached her. "Show me how you cum."
"Oh, God!" Her face became a mask of lust as she rammed her fingers in deep. Her body jerked uncontrollably for a few moments and then stiffened as her orgasm swept over her.
In the other room, Kat pushed the vibrator deep and shuddered through a mini-cum.
"Now we'll see how if you can cum on my dick," Dan said. He climbed down off the table and lay on the carpeted floor on his back.
Again, Kat could look right up between his legs to his bloated balls. Her mouth watered at the sight of his thick cock jutting toward the ceiling. Her pussy sucked on the vibrator noisily.
Kelly was still whimpering when she straddled Dan's body. With her back to Kat, she squatted lower and lower onto his dick. Her pussy swallowed every inch of him just as her mouth had earlier. As she began riding up and down slowly, Kat could see his cock grow wetter and wetter. Dan grabbed her ass with both hands and pulled her down onto him. At the same time, he thrust upward into her savagely.
Kat's orgasm threatened to overtake her any minute and yet she held back. She didn't want to miss a second of this action.
Kelly's oils poured out of her, sliding down Dan's pistoning prick to his balls. Almost as if he knew she was watching, he pulled her cheeks wide. The woman's tiny anal opening winked at Kat. Kat pictured herself coming silently into the room and shoving the wet vibrator into Kelly's asshole. Her body convulsed and her own asshole twitched. She pulled the vibrator out of her cunt and buzzed her butthole with the wet tip.
"Finger my ass," Kelly whispered.
One of Dan's long fingers found her puckered opening readily. He teased it briefly. Then, aided by Kelly's bountiful lubrication, he slid it in past the first knuckle.
"Oh, God! Oh, God!" she grunted as she tried to fuck his dick and his finger at the same time.
It didn't take much for Kat to imagine Dan sucking her nipples, fucking her pussy, fingering her asshole. The vibrator returned to her pussy and she shuddered as her pussy clamped down on the whirring device.
"Turn around," Dan said.
Kelly did as she was told. Facing the mirror, and Kat, she squatted over him again. Holding him steady by the base, she pressed her pussy down onto him.
Kat sighed as she pushed the vibrator deeper into her own body at the same time. The toy was becoming so slick with her oils she had trouble holding onto it.
"Dan, you're so big," Kelly moaned as she covered her bouncing breasts with both hands. "You fill my pussy up so good."
Dan did not reply except for a low grunt, but the muscles in his thighs bunched with his upward thrusts.
Kat pulled the vibrator out of her pussy and ran the tip over her clit. Her breath caught in her throat and, again, she fought for control.
"Fuck me, Dan!" Kelly groaned as she spread her legs wide. One hand slid down her body to her crotch. Her experienced fingers found her erect clit readily and she strummed it with practiced ease.
Kat had the feeling that the nurse had a great deal of experience at masturbation. She promised herself that one day she would find out why. In the meantime, she found she could not take her eyes off the sight of the pretty young nurse slamming her body down onto the doctor's prick. They moved faster and faster, working together like a well-oiled machine. Her fingers flew. Sweat gleamed on Kelly's chest and her face became a mask of concentration as she worked steadily toward her third climax.
"Cum on my dick," Dan said between clenched teeth.
Kat could see that he was holding Kelly's ass in both hands, all but lifting her up and down. The look on his face was one of concentration, too, but Kat was sure he was trying to hold off his orgasm until the last minute. God, how she longed to be in there with them!
At last Kelly exploded. She slammed her body down onto his and gyrated wildly as she lost control. Her groans of pleasure turned into sighs of satisfaction.
Kat imagined rather than saw Kelly's pussy pulsing around Dan's throbbing cock. Her own cunt was doing the same around the vibrator and yet she had not toppled over into oblivion.
Kelly's groans of pleasure turned into sighs of satisfaction and she lifted herself off Dan. His shiny cock looked painfully hard, as if it might explode any minute.
Kat held her breath as Kelly curled her scarlet-tipped fingers around Dan's shaft and began pumping him. He moaned and closed his eyes, giving himself over to her completely. Her free hand slid up his inner thighs, pushing them even further apart and she covered his balls with her palm. They, too, were wet from Kelly's pussy and looked to Kat as if they were even more bloated than before.
"Fuck my hand," Kelly said as she squeezed his prick and continued fondling his balls. It was almost as if she was coaxing their creamy contents up into his shaft.
"Ungh! Ungh!" Dan bucked upward steadily.
Wet slapping sounds reached Kat's ears. This was better than any X-rated movie she had ever seen.
His balls moved into firing position.
Kat gasped when she saw Kelly's long finger stretching downward to Dan's asshole. The nurse continued to pump him steadily as she teased his puckered opening and then pushed just the tip inside.
Dan continued to fuck her fist helplessly. Pearly drops of pre-cum coated the end of his cock.
"Come on," Kelly urged. "Give it up." With those last three words, she shoved her finger deep into his rectum.
Dan made a strangled sound, his body bucked upward and then stiffened. In the next heartbeat, his piss slit winked and then thick, white streams of spunk began spurting from him. They landed with little wet splats all over his thighs and lower belly.
Kat's orgasm hit, hard and fast, nearly taking her breath away. Yet, even as she humped the vibrator uncontrollably, she kept her eyes on the doctor and his nurse.
Kelly's hand looked like a white blur as it flew up and down his pole. The finger in his asshole wormed deeper and deeper and she did not let up until she had milked the last drops from his shaft. Then she leaned forward and began licking up his creamy offerings.
Weak-kneed and shaking, Kat watched as Kelly cleaned him up. Then she rearranged her clothing, stuffed her wet vibrator in her purse and headed for the door. She had promised Jennifer she would drop by her house on her way back from the doctor's office. Well, as far as she was concerned, her appointment was over. Watching the doctor examine his nurse was all she needed. Jennifer could help her with the rest.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Kat's sexual arousal had cooled only slightly by the time she reached Jennifer's home. The blonde had been sunbathing and jumped to her feet when Kat pulled into the driveway. She was wearing the tiniest string bikini Kat had ever seen. The bright red fabric revealed lots of creamy, flawless flesh and hugged Jennifer's curves like a second skin. The effect was stunning! Kat could not take her eyes off the blonde beauty and when Jennifer hugged her, her excitement returned full force.
"I was afraid you'd changed your mind," Jennifer confessed as she led the way inside.
"Never." Kat told her watching the muscles ripple in her lean hips and thighs with every movement. "Besides, it didn't take as long at the doctor's office as I thought it would."
"Did you get a pap smear?"
Kat nodded without even thinking.
"Oh, Dan couldn't have done that anyway. He's a general practitioner," Jennifer explained as she moved around the kitchen mixing drinks. "Now, if you ever have tonsillitis or ulcers, he's your man."
Kat was too busy watching Jennifer's gorgeous body to even reply.
"Wait until you see what I bought," Jennifer chatted on. "I've only tried it out, once but I'm sure we can...." Kat interrupted Jennifer with a kiss. She melted against Kat's body, sucking on the tongue that invaded her mouth and then offered her own in return. Kat took it and the two women moaned into each other's mouth as they pressed their bodies even closer.
"I've been wanting to do that since I got here." Now it was Kat's turn to make a confession.
"And I've been wanting it, but I didn't know how to ask," Jennifer said, resting her head on Kat's shoulder.
"Just ask," Kat replied as she caressed Jennifer's slender back and shoulders.
"Kiss me," Jennifer whispered.
Their mouths came together again. Jennifer worked a naked thigh between Kat's legs and the older woman humped it slowly. At the same time, her hands moved up under Kat's thin sweater to fondle her braless breasts. She moaned when she found the nipples button-hard.
"Does that feel good?" Jennifer asked as she tugged gently on Kat's nipples.
"Very good. I'm already wet."
"Good," Jennifer told her friend. "Because I've been wanting to taste that pussy for weeks."
Kat gasped at Jennifer's promise and they kissed again, long and deep.
In a move that surprised Kat, Jennifer lifted her sweater off and tossed it aside. Catching one of Kat's perfectly shaped breasts in her hand, she ran her tongue around and around the nipple and listened to the older woman moan. When Kat moaned again and thrust her chest toward Jennifer's face, the blonde caught the nipple between her lips and sucked gently.
"Oh, God!" Kat breathed and guided Jennifer's mouth to her other mound of flesh.
Licking her way across Kat's chest, Jennifer inhaled her sweet woman smell. As she sucked the other tasty bud into her mouth and flicked it with her tongue, she cupped Kat's hot mound in one hand.
"Oh, God!" Kat repeated. Closing her eyes, she felt herself grow even wetter as she humped the hand that squeezed her pussy rhythmically.
"Let's go in the bedroom," Jennifer breathed as she kissed her way back up to Kat's mouth. "I want to please you as much or more than you pleased me that first time we were together."
Kat's legs were trembling as she followed Jennifer into her big bedroom. The purely feminine room was done up in pale green, blue and pink, with a thick satin coverlet on the big bed. She allowed Jennifer to kiss her again and then stood helplessly while the younger woman undressed her.
Jennifer removed Kat's clothing piece by piece, kissing and caressing each delicious area of flesh as it was exposed. As she lowered Kat's shorts, she stroked the lean, strong thighs with both hands and then eased them apart slightly. They were sticky wet. Kat's pussy perfume drew her like a magnet and she pressed her face between Kat's legs, inhaling through the crotch of her thin panties.
"You have learned a thing or two," Kat whispered as she placed a hand on Jennifer's head. She pulled the hot mouth even closer and humped it gently.
"I only want to please you," Jennifer breathed.
Hooking her thumbs in the waistband of Kat's panties, she slowly peeled them downward. The dark, curly hairs covering her mound looked damp and inviting. Jennifer could see her pouting lips and the erect clit peeping through shyly. Her mouth watered, but she forced herself to plant teasing kisses on Kat's lower belly and her upper thighs. She wanted to prolong this moment as long as both of them could stand it.
Kat stood there with her panties down around her knees, quivering from head to toe. Finally, the soiled garment slid down to her ankles. Jennifer lifted one foot slightly, removed the panties and then licked her way up Kat's inner thighs, coaxing them further apart as she did so.
Jennifer moaned as her tongue slithered between Kat's lips and she got the first taste of Kat's pussy. The flowing juices were slightly salty, slightly tangy and sweet at the same time, and she knew she would never get enough.
Kat caught a glimpse of them in the dresser over the mirror. Her breasts jiggled with her gentle humping movements and she could see the back of Jennifer's bobbing head. She ran her fingers through the long hair and moaned as Jennifer pulled her down onto her outstretched tongue.
Suddenly, Jennifer pulled her tongue free and motioned toward the bed. Kat sat down on the edge of the bed and spread her legs wide, giving Jennifer all the room she needed. Kneeling on the floor by the bed, Jennifer maneuvered Kat until her hips rested just at the edge. Holding Kat's lips wide with her fingers, she gazed into the bubbling pussy for a moment.
Kat looked downward to see Jennifer staring into her most intimate places. Her clit throbbed, her pussy spasmed and a fresh flood of juices boiled out. Jennifer caught the clear fluids on her tongue and then followed them downward to Kat's puckered anus. It was still tingling from watching Dan and Kelly and Kat moaned loudly.
"You like that?" Jennifer asked, her voice barely recognizable.
Kat nodded. "You've been practicing."
"Every chance I get," Jennifer told her as she used the tip of her tongue to make ever widening circles just inside of Kat's pussy. When Kat was humping her face steadily, Jennifer alternated between sliding her tongue into her bubbling hole and sucking her stiff clit.
The longer Jennifer's tongue teased her, the more Kat wanted. Soon, she was grinding her pussy all over Jennifer's face, working toward a climax that threatened to be explosive.
Again, Jennifer brought Kat to a peak of excitement and then changed tactics. She brought her fingers into play. Sliding two of them deep into the hot pussy and one into Kat's rectum, she centered her oral attention on her clit.
"Jesus!" Kat hissed as she reached for more and more. "That ... feels ... so ... good!"
Jennifer sucked and licked and added a second finger to Kat's butthole.
"Cum ... cum ... cumming!" Kat's ass bounced all over the bed.
It was all Jennifer could do to keep up with her wild bucking. She sucked hard on her slippery clit and flicked it with her tongue, not letting up until Kat was totally spent.
"Did you say you had bought something?" Kat asked as she watched Jennifer remove her skimpy bathing suit.
Jennifer nodded. When she was naked, she climbed onto the bed beside Kat. Cupping her breasts with both hands, she sighed as she then slid her hands down her body to her crotch. Squeezing her aching pussy, she slipped a single, teasing finger inside and withdrew it slowly.
"A sexy toy?" Kat wanted to know as she rested her head on a big, fluffy pillow. Just watching Jennifer like this was making her horny again. She squirmed against the smooth, cool surface of the comforter.
Kissing Kat lightly, Jennifer jumped off the bed and hurried across the room. "I have to keep my toys hidden from Dan," she said over her shoulder as she rummaged around in the dark closet.
"Maybe you should show them to him," Kat suggested as she caressed her own breasts. "You might get a surprise."
Jennifer shook her head. "Besides, this is my little cheating secret. I like having some secrets from him. Aha!"
When she stood up, Kat began to smile. In her hand, Jennifer held one end of a double-headed dildo. About eighteen inches long, the flesh-colored shaft was crisscrossed with an intricate network of veins and looked to be as big around as her wrist. The free end that bobbed in Kat's direction was huge. The sight alone made her mouth water.
"What do you think?" Jennifer asked. "Like I said, I used it once, but I was by myself. I think it's designed to be used by two."
Kat swallowed hard and squeezed her thighs together around her suddenly aching cunt. "I've seen them in magazines, but I've never tried one out."
Jennifer crawled back onto the bed and began sucking one end of the rubber dong. Her talented tongue danced over the thick knob, making it shine with spit, and then she pushed it deeper into her mouth. Kat watched as the thick shaft stretched Jennifer's lips and trembled with desire.
Satisfied that she had teased her friend long enough, Jennifer gave the sex toy one last kiss. She then turned her attention to Kat. Aiming the spit-slick knob of the dildo in a circle just inside of Kat's pussy, Jennifer applied steady pressure. She sucked one of Kat's nipples and listened to the woman moan as the fat dildo slipped inside.
Kat moaned, thrilled beyond words at Jennifer's new skills. She held her legs high and wide as the dildo was worked deep, pulled out slowly and then shoved in again. She opened her eyes when Jennifer's mouth left her breast and worked its way downward. As Jennifer knelt between her legs, continuing to fuck her slowly with the dildo, she thought it looked as if she had sprouted a cock that would put most men to shame.
Jennifer held her breath as she watched the dildo slide in and out of Kat's wet pussy. It stretched her wide and seemed to be wetter every time she withdrew it. Kat's clit stood straight up, looking like a miniature prick. And underneath, her butthole winked and fluttered, glistening with her continuous flow of juices.
When Jennifer began sucking the end of the dildo again, Kat thought she was going to climax. Her body was already reacting, humping upward, meeting Jennifer's slow, steady in and out strokes. Thick, wet sounds filled the room.
The blonde closed her eyes in ecstasy as she wrapped her luscious lips around the free end of the rubber dick.
Her tongue danced around on the tip and she listened to Kat's throaty sounds of pleasure. So far, so good, she thought to herself.
"Let's see if this thing works the way they say it will," Jennifer said. Her pussy had been clamoring for attention since she first tasted Kat's pussy. She had to do something!
"Okay," Kat breathed.
Leaving the fake cock buried in Kat's pussy, Jennifer straddled it. She poised her own drooling snatch over the top and then sank down onto it slowly. It worked perfectly, just like in the video she had seen, and she groaned as she and Kat were joined by the sex toy.
"That's real good," Kat said as she fondled Jennifer's breasts.
Jennifer groaned as she worked her pussy up and down the dildo. At the same time, she could look down and see it protruding from Kat's slot. What a turn-on!
Kat loved watching Jennifer's body slide up and down on the dildo while getting fucked at the same time. It stretched her splayed pussy even wider and glistened with her flowing oils.
With another low groan, Jennifer realized her excitement was taking over. She was going to climax in just a few moments and there was nothing she could do about it. Capturing her clit in her fingers, she began pinching it rhythmically.
The sight of Jennifer rubbing her own clit thrilled Kat. With the soles of her feet together and knees spread wide, she let her hands slide down her sweaty body. She gasped when she touched her sensitive nub and then, she too, rubbed her clit furiously. Her orgasm built slowly, coming from deep inside. She bucked upward, forcing the dildo deeper into Jennifer's very receptive body.
"Oh, God! Fuck it! Fuck it!" Jennifer howled. Her forceful thrusting sent the dildo deeper into Kat's pussy.
Kat grunted, her body jerking out of control as her cunt began to pulse around the fake dick. And then her orgasm hit full force. As if from a distance, she heard Jennifer's wails of pleasure. The bed squeaked as the blonde rode her hard and fast and then, suddenly, all was quiet.
Jennifer's orgasm had been building from the moment Kat pulled up in her driveway. Seducing Kat for the first time had thrilled her. Now, her orgasm had reduced her to a helpless mass of quivering female flesh. Even her cries of relief were silenced as her body shuddered and finally collapsed onto the sweaty Kat.
For a while, neither of them could move or talk.
"Your new toy works just fine," Kat said when she could finally speak again.
Jennifer lifted herself off of it reluctantly, but left the other end buried in Kat's pussy. "At least that way. There are a few more positions I want to try," she answered with a grin. And then her hands and mouth went to work on Kat again.
Kat had no idea what else Jennifer had in mind, but soon she did not care. The young woman had her ready for action in no time at all and she was content to wait for Jennifer to lead the way.
"Get on your hands and knees," Jennifer instructed.
Kat did as she was told, noting that, from this angle, she could see their reflection in the mirror. She sighed when the sticky wet dildo was pushed into her pussy again and then lifted her ass high in the air, eager to feel it all.
"Easy now," Jennifer whispered.
Kat glanced over her shoulder to see that Jennifer, too, was on her hands and knees. Her pussy lips were dripping wet and swollen with need. Reaching up between them, Jennifer worked the free end of the dildo into her waiting pussy and then pushed backward. Both women groaned in ecstasy, their sweaty ass cheeks touching as the dildo disappeared between them.
It worked about the same as before, only this time the two women were cheek to cheek on the bed. When Jennifer thrust backward, eager to feel the full length of the dildo, Kat pushed back at the same time. Soon they were rocking back and forth, picking up a rhythm that had only one possible result.
That result came quickly, with each woman bringing herself to the peak of excitement with her own fingers.
As the afternoon wore on, Kat and Jennifer explored the many uses of the double-headed dildo. They both sucked it at the same time. Kat got the itch in her butthole scratched and then she persuaded Jennifer to experience it, too.
Neither woman noticed that a dark, late model sedan had been parked across the street all afternoon.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Richard had planned to be out of town for a week. He was meeting Carl to close on some big financial deal. Kat liked the idea of the two of them being together. Knowing they were busy, allowed her to be with Edward in the privacy of her own home.
He arrived even earlier than before, stepped inside of the house and closed the door quickly. "I think someone followed me," he breathed, peeping out of the window nervously.
Tires hissed on the wet pavement outside as a car sped by.
"Nonsense," Kat said with a laugh, and slid her arms inside of his trench coat to hug his thin torso. She could feel his heart thudding in his chest. "Why would someone follow you?"
"Maybe Maxine suspects something," he said, brushing her hair with his lips. "Maybe the university..
"Maxine is still asleep," Kat whispered as she lifted her mouth to his. "And the university could care less what you do in your free time. Now, kiss me."
Soon, they were so engrossed in the pleasure of that kiss, tongues battling, bodies pressed together, that they were unaware of anything else.
Kat undressed Edward. She began with his coat. His shirt and tie soon followed and then she knelt on the floor to unzip his pants. His cock was rock-hard, making a thick bulge in the front.
"Your mouth is so good," he breathed as she freed his dick and planted wet sucking kisses all over the end.
Taking her time, Kat sniffed his shaft. He smelled clean, as if he had just stepped out of the shower. Mouth watering, she ran the tip of her tongue around and around his cock as she lowered his slacks and shorts to his knees. With one hand, she pushed his prick back against his belly and dived low for his balls. Sucking them into her mouth one at a time, she bathed the tender orbs in warm spit. At the same time, she caressed his inner thighs.
His raspy breathing filled the dining room and he placed a hand on her head, urging her to return her attention to his dick. Kat eagerly sucked him into her mouth. She alternated between sucking hard on his knob and teasing his nerve bundle with the tip of her tongue. And she was soon rewarded with sweet dollops of pre-cum, which she swallowed hungrily. The tip of her tongue probed into his hole again and again for more.
"I wish I had a pussy to fuck and a pussy to suck at the same time," Edward moaned as he humped her face. Her robe had fallen open slightly and he could see the gentle swell of her breasts.
"Are you talking about a threesome?" Kat asked. Edward looked down at her, a little surprised at himself. "I guess so." And then he laughed. "Hell, I wouldn't even know where to start."
"You're saying you need a little practice."
Pulling her to her feet, Edward kissed her mouth and caressed her hard nipples through the thin garment she wore. "It's all I can do to take care of you," he said.
"I have an idea," Kat said as she led him toward the bedroom. Her pussy was already screaming for release. What she had in mind was the next best thing to a threesome, yet even kinkier. She was sure Edward would agree.
In the bedroom, she untied her robe and shrugged it off her shoulders. Naked, she crawled onto the bed and watched as Edward stripped off the last of his clothes. His cock bobbed around in front of him when he approached and she caught it in both hands when he joined her on the bed.
When Kat first began seeing Edward, she was surprised that there were so many things he had never tried. One of them was oral sex. However, once she got him started, he enjoyed it thoroughly. He complained that Maxine would not allow him to practice, so he practiced his new skill on Kat every chance he had. As she moved into position, lying on her side and lifting one leg high into the air, she was sure he was going to enjoy all the new experiences she had planned for him.
"Lay on your side facing me," she explained. "Only put your dick up here where I can get my mouth on it."
Trembling with excitement, Edward did as he was instructed. He sighed as Kat's soft fingers curled around his dick. Then he felt her hot lips cover his knob. One of her hands captured his balls and soon, he was humping her face steadily.
As Kat's mouth was flooded with more pre-cum, she moaned around his meat and pushed her pussy toward his face. That's when Edward realized what she wanted. He spread her swollen lips with both hands, exposing her inner lips and swollen clit to his hungry gaze. How he loved the smell of her fragrant cunt, and he inhaled deeply. Then he flattened his tongue and licked the entire length of her slit. Her pussy sucked at his thick oral muscle and her clit jerked between his lips.
Kat moaned around his meat and moved her mouth faster. Already flying out of control, she smeared her juices all over his face. Knowing she was on the brink of orgasm, Edward licked and sucked as fast as possible. Finally, he wrapped his lips around her clit, flicked it with the tip of his tongue and worked two fingers deep into her cunt. After that, there was nothing he could do but hang on for the ride.
When Kat's pussy clamped down on his tongue and began to flutter, he bumped the back of her throat. That, plus the fact that she was squeezing his balls rhythmically, set him off. With a grunt, he began to squirt.
Kat's orgasm crested and then grew more intense when her mouth was flooded with Edward's thick, creamy cum. She sucked and swallowed, sucked and swallowed while humping his tongue wildly.
"God, what a cum!" Kat breathed as she released Edward's shrinking cock and rolled onto her back. Gasping for breath, shaking and covered with sweat, she was surprised that they had cum so hard and so fast.
Edward moved until his head was beside hers on the pillow and took her in his arms again. This time when she kissed him, she could taste her own juices. Her excitement returned full force but she knew it would be a little while before Edward recovered completely. That's when she remembered the little surprise she had in store for him.
"Come with me," Kat said as she slipped out of his arms and off the bed. "I have someone I want you to meet."
On legs still weak from her orgasm, she hurried to the guest room. Edward followed. Wanda lay on the bed wearing a silky blue teddy and a sexy, fuck me smile, waiting patiently.
"What the hell?" Edward exclaimed as he approached the big blow-up doll.
"Her name is Wanda. She loves threesomes," Kat explained.
Someone had given Richard the blow-up doll as a gag gift. They all laughed but, as it turned out, Wanda had joined Kat and Richard on more than one occasion. With her permanently puckered mouth and her big blue eyes, she looked as if she was ready for just about anything.
While Edward looked on, Kat lay down beside the doll and untied the laces that held her teddy in place. Her breasts were flawless and firm and topped with huge pink nipples. Edward's prick throbbed as Kat caressed the stiff nipples and then slid her hand down the doll's flat belly. He gasped when Kat's hands caressed the doll's hairy mound. When the doll's clothing was completely removed, Kat knelt between her long firm legs and showed Edward her tiny pussy.
"My God!" he breathed.
"You wanted a pussy to fuck and one to suck at the same time," Kat reminded him as she slid two fingers in and out of the hole between the doll's legs. "She'll even let you fuck her ass," Kat added, feeling as if she was in some sort of bizarre, sexy infomercial. Then she lifted the doll's legs high and wide, revealing her puckered anus. "See?"
It was obvious that even though Edward was shocked and surprised, he was interested in the idea. He also seemed to like watching Kat with the doll. "Go on," he said, sitting down on the foot of the bed with his hands behind his head, "show me."
Keeping one eye on Edward's twitching cock, Kat began kissing and licking Wanda's nipples. As she slid her mouth lower and lower on the doll, she lifted herself onto her knees and thrust her ass toward Edward. Her own cunt was growing warm and moist again as she buried her face in the crisp, auburn hairs covering the doll's mound.
"Jesus H. Christ!" Edward hissed.
Unable to stand it any longer, Kat lay down on top of the doll. Pressing her tingling nipples against the doll's, she groaned and kissed her very kissable mouth. At the same time, she pressed her cunt against Wanda's, rubbing the hairs together. Her juices bubbled up and out and she knew Edward could see everything.
"Would you like for me to get Wanda ready for you?" Kat asked, her voice husky with need.
Edward nodded and gave his hardening prick a squeeze. He never dreamed that watching Kat with a blow-up doll could be so sexy. It was hard to imagine Maxine doing something like this.
Kat continued to suck one of Wanda's nipples as she dipped her fingers inside of her own cunt. Scooping up her natural lubrication, she transferred it to the doll's pussy. Again and again, she repeated the process until Wanda was more than ready for Edward.
"And now I'll make sure you're ready," Kat told him.
With that, she began licking him. She could still get most of his long cock into her mouth and did so, swirling her tongue around him lazily. As he grew harder and harder, she released him until her mouth still was covering his knob. His shaft was wet with her warm spit and she massaged the fluids into his skin with her fingertips.
Edward was completely erect when she finally released him.
Tugging gently on his prick, Kat aimed it at Wanda's hole and urged him to enter her.
Still not believing that he could be doing this, Edward thrust forward, sliding his dick into the doll's pussy in one smooth movement.
"Damn!" he muttered as the soft plastic surrounded him. It was slippery wet from Kat's juices and yet snug at the same time. And he could almost swear that as he began fucking it, the doll's inner muscles stroked him gently. "Damn!"
"Go ahead," Kat said as she slid a hand down his back to his lean ass and squeezed. "Wanda just loves getting fucked hard and fast."
Edward put all reasonable thinking aside and settled down to a steady in and out stroking. He slammed into Wanda's firm and yet pliable body hard, his actions aided by the warm hand that continued to caress his ass. His balls slapped against her wetly. Finally, Kat's hand slid between his legs to cup his swinging balls. They were already feeling quite full. That, too, was a surprise, since he'd just emptied into Kat's mouth not thirty minutes before.
Suddenly, unable to deny herself a moment longer, Kat released him and moved up on the bed until she was straddling Wanda's head. "Wanda likes to eat my pussy while she gets fucked," Kat explained.
Edward's fucking motions slowed as he watched Kat squat over Wanda's face. Her lips spread wide and she lower her clit right onto the doll's lips. With a little sigh, Kat began working her body back and forth, her clit growing larger with every movement. The delicious scent of her pussy teased his nose again and he watched as the doll's face became slippery wet.
"Fuck her, Edward," Kat groaned as she ground her pussy all over the doll's face.
Moving again, Edward rammed his cock in deep and moved his ass in a small circle. Never had he experienced anything like this before and he never would have dreamed that a blow-up doll could be this much of a turn-on.
Again, it felt as if the spunk in his balls had begun to boil.
Again, it felt as if her pussy was sucking on his cock.
Kat listened to the sexy sounds filling the room. The bed danced with their lusty bucking. Edward was grunting steadily and her own juices made wet, squishy sounds on Wanda's face. Looking down, she could see Edward's shiny wet prick sliding in and out of Wanda's pussy. "I'm cumming!" Kat wailed. Her breasts danced all over her chest as she bucked frantically.
That seemed to trigger Edward's orgasm. He slammed himself against the doll twice more, grunted and then roared as the scalding spunk blasted from the end of his shaft. And he couldn't seem to stop moving as he filled the doll's box to overflowing.
Finally, Kat returned to reality and slid off the doll's face. She helped Edward roll onto his side and then set about cleaning him up. How she loved licking him clean after he climaxed. His balls were already shriveled in their hairy sac. But what she loved most was feeling his prick grow softer and softer until she could get the whole thing in her mouth.
Edward collapsed on the bed, allowing Kat to do as she pleased. He watched helplessly as she licked him clean, not stopping until she had covered his balls and even stabbed at his sweaty anus with her tongue. Then, to his surprise, she turned her attention to Wanda.
Kat stopped the thin stream of Edward's fluids draining out of Wanda's pussy with her tongue. Licking and swallowing, she followed it back up to her hole. There, Edward's spunk was slowly cooling and Kat lapped it up noisily. She sucked and worked her tongue in and out of the doll's pussy until it was completely cleaned out. Only then did she curl up in Edward's arms and sleep.
They both woke up just as the sun began turning the sky orange. Edward jumped and then slowly remembered where he was and what had happened. That woke up Kat, who immediately let him know that she was ready for more action.
This time, Edward fucked Kat from behind while she ate out the doll. He was able to last much longer. After Kat climaxed again, she insisted that he fuck Wanda's ass.
To Edward's surprise, he found the idea exciting. Her anal opening was even tighter than her cunt, but he was still slick from Kat's pussy and able to get inside without much trouble. Kat seemed content to watch until he was really into it, reaming the doll thoroughly. Then she moved up behind him, pressed her pussy against his ass and began whispering lewd things into his ear.
"What if I fucked your ass like that?" she purred. "I've got a big dick, too."
Edward groaned.
"Yeah, I'll ram my big fat cock right up into your asshole. You know you'd like that." As she spoke, she worked one and then two wet fingers into his rectum.
Edward was losing control quickly. His cock began to jerk and swell. With two fingers buried into his ass past the second knuckle and his balls being squeezed, he groaned and bucked out of control. At the last minute, his cock slipped out of the doll. Kat caught it in her free hand and pumped him, spraying his healthy load all over the doll, the bed and Kat's hand.
When Edward finally left that afternoon, he had already missed two classes. However, he had made himself a promise. He and Maxine were going to start doing some experimenting. He even borrowed Wanda.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
"You've been cheating." Richard made the statement over dinner less than a week later. And it was just that, a statement, not an accusation.
Kat's first instinct was to deny it. She placed her fork quietly in her plate and looked at him in silence.
"I have proof," he said, and withdrew a thick manila envelope from his inside jacket pocket. "Pictures."
"And so have you," Kat said. She, of course, had no proof only her female instincts to go on. However, the moment she said it, she knew it was true. "With your secretary, Melissa."
"At least I only sleep with one person. You seem to have a whole group of lovers," he flung at her.
They were standing, now, face to face in the dining room. Soft music played in the background, the lights were dim and red wine glowed in their glasses. It should have been a perfect, romantic setting. Now, something else had crept in, something much more volatile.
"You know how much I like variety," Kat said flippantly. "Besides, I think the fact that I sleep around turns you on." This time Kat wasn't going on instinct. She was looking at the growing bulge in Richard's slacks.
That threw Richard for a moment, mostly because it was a true statement. He recovered quickly. "And maybe the idea of me sleeping with another woman turns you on, too."
Kat couldn't deny that nor did she try. "Kiss me."
Richard took one step toward his wife and pulled her into his arms. Their mouths came together in a fiery kiss that only grew hotter as their tongues battled fiercely. As their kiss deepened, Kat pressed the full length of her body against his. God, they hadn't kissed like that in years! It still thrilled her, still made her wet and hungry, and his cock was already throbbing between them.
"I need you," she whispered when he tore his mouth from hers and licked his way down her long neck.
Undoing the buttons on her blouse, Richard pushed the shiny silk aside and caressed her ripe breasts. The lacy cups of her bra only emphasized her perfectly shaped globes and the stiff nipples that reached for his mouth. With a groan, he buried his face in the cleavage and then sucked her nipples through the soft fabric.
Kat whimpered when his hand slid down between them to squeeze her aching mound. She spread her legs slightly and pressed herself against the strong fingers that rubbed the front of her wet panties. It seemed like months since they had taken this kind of time with each other. She wanted this night to last forever.
Richard moaned when Kat finally removed her bra. He moved his mouth from one stiff peak to the other, listening to her gasp as he sucked each one harder and harder. Finally, he used both hands to push the fleshy globes together so he could tongue both sensitive buds at the same time.
At the same time, Kat was fumbling with his zipper, wanting only to feel the rigid muscle of her husband's prick in her hands. When it throbbed against her fingers, she moaned and sank slowly to her knees. After covering his swollen knob with light, baby kisses, she brought her tongue into play. Swirling it around and around the most sensitive areas, she made a little ring of her lips and pushed them down around his shaft.
Richard stroked Kat's cheek and traced around her lips with his fingertip. True, Melissa was young and it was fun teaching her the ways to please a man. But Kat was all woman and she knew exactly what he needed. For the millionth time, he wondered how she managed to look even more beautiful with a cock in her mouth. Even when he saw the pictures of her with her lovers, he couldn't get over how gorgeous she was. And he certainly never told the private detective that he had masturbated more than once while looking at the pictures he had taken of Kat cheating.
The cum was already boiling in his balls and he tried to concentrate on other things. Then, to take his mind off her fabulous mouth, he said, "Did you suck your lovers like this?"
Pre cum coated Kat's tongue and she moaned. Richard always tasted so good. She sucked him harder as her body began to ache for his touch again. The ache intensified when she heard his question. Reluctantly, she released his prick and looked up into his dark eyes. "Yes, I sucked them. I swallowed their cum. But then I'm sure your little mistress did the same for you." Her voice was as shaky as her legs.
"She did, but I don't think she's had the practice you have," Richard told her as he pulled her to her feet.
"Did you eat her, too?" Kat asked, suddenly very interested in Richard's affair with Melissa.
"Just like I'm going to eat you," Richard told her.
Picking his wife up easily, he carried her into the den. There, he placed her on the sofa and proceed to remove the rest of her clothes. Her panties were slimy wet and he licked the crotch just to remind both of them how long it had been since he had tasted her.
As Richard's dark head moved between Kat's spread legs, she ran her fingers through his hair. From this half sitting position, she could watch his long tongue. It darted out, touching her here and there. Richard knew all of her secret sexy spots and just how to stimulate them. Soon, she was holding his face tight against her crotch, humping his plunging tongue with abandon.
Richard was determined to bring his wife off with his tongue. Rubbing her clit with his thumb, he rammed his thick oral muscle deep into her pulsing pussy. Her juices poured, coating his lips and chin. And when she climaxed, her wails of pleasure filled the room.
Kat's orgasm left her breathless, unable to move or even think. She lay there limp and exhausted while Richard finished taking off his clothes. His body was as lean and muscular as the day they were married. His stomach was flat and the thick hair covering his chest swirled downward to meet the black hair between his legs. It was his erect prick that held her attention. The knob on the end was the size of a small apple and, at the moment, covered with droplets of pre-cum. His thick shaft grew even larger at the base. God, how many hours of ecstasy it had brought her!
"Do any of your lovers have a cock like this?" Richard asked when he saw her gazing at him. He curled his fingers around his shaft and worked the skin back and forth slowly.
Kat shivered when he mentioned her lovers. "None as beautiful as yours."
"Suck it. Show me just how beautiful you think it is." Kat remained where she was lying on the sofa and reached for her husband with both hands. He knelt over her face, brushing her lips with his wet cockhead. She moaned and tried to capture him with her tongue. Finally, with a chuckle, he allowed her to suck him inside.
That chuckle turned to a low moan as she swallowed him deep, allowing him to bump the back of her throat and then inch even further downward. Her hands slid up his inner thighs to cup his balls and she urged him to fuck her face. Richard's masculine aroma thrilled her as did the scent of his spicy cologne. She squeezed him with her lips, teased him with her tongue and continued fondling his swinging balls.
"Did they fuck your mouth like this?" Richard grunted. Even though he knew she could not answer, bringing up her cheating continued to excite him. "Did they fuck your pretty mouth?"
In answer, Kat sucked him that much harder. She knew the talk turned him on. It was getting to her, too. As her pussy grew wet and itchy again, she humped the air.
"Did they shoot their hot cum down your throat?" Richard asked. His climax was growing dangerously close. The spunk was simmering just under his knob. "Or did they cum all over those pretty tits?"
Suddenly, Richard pulled his wet cock out of her mouth. He grabbed her breasts with both hands and squeezed them up around it. Then he began a steady fucking motion again.
"Cum on me," Kat heard herself begging. She could feel his balls brushing her belly and she fingered herself furiously. "You always have more cum than the others. I want you to give all of it to me!" With that Kat climaxed, her ass bouncing all over the sofa cushions.
With one final grunt, Richard began to squirt. His thick, white goo covered her chest. It made her breasts glisten in the lamplight. It puddled in the hollow of her neck. Finally, Kat caught him in one hand and guided him back into her mouth. He was still spurting weakly, still groaning in release, and she sucked him until he was dry.
"Now we'll settle down to some serious fucking," Richard told her as he sat down and pulled her onto his lap.
His cock had softened somewhat. But when she pressed her wet breasts against his chest and kissed him, his erection returned full force. As they continued to kiss, he maneuvered her until she was squatting over his lap.
"Just like you fuck Melissa?" Now it was Kat's turn to ask questions. She was looking him directly in the eye. "Is she tight, Richard? Does she know how to use her pussy like this?" With that last question, Kat sank down onto him using her strong inner muscles to stroke and squeeze.
Richard gasped as his wife's pussy devoured him. "Just ride me," he groaned, filling his hands with her firm ass. Beads of sweat covered his face and he closed his eyes in ecstasy. "Ride me with that sweet pussy."
Kat bounced up and down on his lap, groaning as he slithered deeper than ever before. Her pussy just could not seem to get enough of him! Her juices poured, running down his cock to his balls and thick, wet sounds reached her ears.
"Do you ever pretend you're with her when you're with me?" Kat asked, as much out of curiosity as anything else.
"I plead the fifth," Richard answered, squeezing her ass with both hands.
"That's just like an attorney."
"What about you?" Richard asked. "Do you pretend I'm Carl sometimes? Or maybe I'm the doctor."
"Never," Kat answered truthfully.
They were silent for a while, simply enjoying the pleasure of their bodies being joined. Their movements even slowed and they kissed long and deep. Kat could feel every ridge, every ripple of his cock as it filled her pussy. And when she lifted herself off him, the empty feeling was impossible to bear.
Finally, she asked, "What do you call her, Richard?" Her words were punctuated by the sound of their bodies slapping together. "Do you call her baby when she gives you her pussy?"
Richard's breath caught in his throat and he was unable to answer. The excitement was incredible. If Kat kept on talking to him, he was going to lose it again!
"Or maybe she likes to be treated like a whore. Maybe you call her bitch and slut. Maybe you fuck her doggie style." As Kat's orgasm built, she rambled on. "Maybe you fuck her ass." The last words were almost a groan.
"Oh, God!" Richard groaned as his cock swelled to even larger proportions, stretching deeper into her hot body. He pulled her down onto him and bucked upward savagely at the same time.
As Kat's climax took over her senses, she could think of nothing else to say. She dug her fingers into his shoulders and ground her body against his. She was drenched with sweat and her upper chest was still coated with his sticky cum. She caught a whiff of her own heat as she mashed her clit between them.
"Take it, baby," Richard grunted as he began to squirt. "Take it all."
His hot cum spewing up into Kat's pussy set her off. She yelped as the pleasure of her orgasm swept over her. Vaguely, as if from far away, she could hear Richard muttering some intelligible obscenities. Returning to reality, Kat began licking his sweaty neck and nibbling his ears.
"What were you saying, baby?" she asked.
He took a deep, shuddering breath. "I think I was wishing I'd saved that load for your tight little asshole."
"Oh, I'm sure there's more where that came from," Kat teased. Sliding off his lap, she took his wet prick into her mouth and began licking him clean. "At least, there used to be before you started sharing it with Melissa."
"But that was only after you started giving it away to Carl and God knows who else."
Kat glanced up to see the half-smile on his face. Yeah, he was getting off on this as much as she was. "It was a challenge," she confessed. "They're all married men. I just needed to know if I could still do it."
"Did you and the doctor play doctor?" Richard asked. Relaxing back against the cushions, he lit a cigarette, content for the moment to let Kat lick his limp cock. He knew from experience that with her mouth, he wouldn't be limp long.
"Yes," Kat answered as she licked his balls. "Sometimes."
"Were you the nurse sometimes?" he asked.
Kat nodded as she sucked him into her mouth, her nose buried in his wet crotch hairs.
"And Carl bought you lingerie," he told her. "I've seen the pictures of you wearing some of it."
Again, Kat nodded. She was always polite, never talking with her mouth full.
"Who else is there?"
"A professor," Kat confessed. "He's kind of a nerd, very sweet and naive. I've taught him a lot of things."
"I'll bet you have," Richard said, pleased that his prick was rising to the occasion again.
"And there's a woman," Kat told him. "The doctor's wife."
Richard's cock twitched at the thought of his wife with another woman.
"It's a shame you don't have pictures of that." Without another word, Richard pulled his wife into his arms. They kissed and pressed the full length of their naked bodies together. Soon, he was ready for her again and Kat, as always, was ready for him. They moved onto the floor and Kat lay on her back on the thick carpet. Holding her legs high and wide for her husband, she groaned as he buried himself to the hilt in one stroke.
"Maybe I do have pictures of that," he teased as he began fucking her with a slow in and out motion.
Kat groaned and reached for him with her entire body. "Just fuck me."
Feeling as if he could last all night, Richard gave his wife exactly what she wanted. Ramming himself deep time after time, he rode high on her mound. As he mashed her clit, he brought her closer to orgasm with every stroke. And, finally, she exploded beneath him, clinging to him with her arms and legs and babbling incoherently.
Minutes later, he had flipped her onto her stomach. Taking her from behind, he reached underneath to find her throbbing clit. "Does Carl take you like this?" he asked, remembering the excitement they had experienced earlier from talking about their lovers. "Does he rub your clit?"
"Yes," Kat hissed, bucking back against him. "And I always cum so hard."
"Does he finger your ass at the same time?" As Richard asked the question, he worked his thumb into Kat's rectum.
"Yes," she hissed again and bucked harder.
In minutes, she was cumming again.
Before the night was over, Kat had lost count of how many times she had climaxed. She and Richard did things they hadn't done since they were first married. And she couldn't remember the last time they had watched the sun come up snuggled together, talking quietly.
"So what are we going to do about this cheating?" Richard asked.
"Do you want to stop?"
He thought for a moment and then shook his head.
"Me either. It's kind of kinky."
"I think we should have a party," he told her. "Get all your lovers together under one roof."
"Along with their wives," Kat added.
They both laughed at the joke. But when Kat awoke hours later, she decided that it would be fun to have a party. Let everyone confess everything and then turn them loose.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
The party was scheduled at a time when most of the couples could get together. Carl and Trish arrived first. While the two men went off to handle some last minute business, Trish and Kat talked.
"I told him about my affairs," Trish said.
Kat was surprised. "And?"
Trish smiled. "He really got turned on. Even confessed that he'd been cheating, too."
"Did he say with whom?" Kat asked, beginning to feel a little nervous.
"No, but it doesn't matter. What matters is that we're happier than we've ever been. This open marriage stuff is great!"
Jennifer arrived with Dan in tow, interrupting their conversation. Introductions were made with Dan and Kat pretending they were meeting for the first time.
"Guess what," Jennifer said when she finally cornered Kat in the kitchen. "Dan wants to watch me with another woman. Would you do it, please, please, please?"
"Of course," Kat assured her. "Maybe things will get out of control tonight and...."
Jennifer was positively glowing with excitement.
By the time Edward and Maxine joined the party, Carl and Richard had finished their business. Introductions were made all around and it was painfully obvious that Edward was hiding something. The shy, bespectacled man barely spoke when he was introduced to Kat and her husband. And he did not dare look at Richard when they shook hands.
"This is one of your lovers?" Richard whispered to her as they replaced the party snacks. "I'm surprised he didn't just faint once you got hold of him."
Kat elbowed him in the ribs.
Once they were all seated in the den, Kat had planned to get the ball rolling with a little confession. But Maxine threw a wrench in those plans.
"On the way over here," she began rather loudly, "Edward made a confession to me.
Edward blushed scarlet.
"He told me he'd been having an affair with someone."
The room was silent.
"It's someone we all know," she continued.
Kat squeezed Richard's hand knowing what was coming next.
"Kat."
"That's absolutely true," Kat said. "And did you tell him your little secrets, Maxine?"
Maxine blanched as Edward turned toward her, his face a mixture of shock and surprise.
"She picks up strangers in bars, Edward. She picks up hitchhikers and takes them to motels out of town. I'm surprised you didn't tell him, Maxine," Kat finished.
"Well, since we're making confessions here," Dan began. "I've been sleeping with Kat, too."
Jennifer grinned and wiggled against the sofa. "Me, too."
"And so have I," Carl chimed in.
Trish looked from Kat to Carl and back again. She began to smile. "What a cozy little group we have here."
The tension in the room was so thick it could be cut with a knife. And since no one seemed to know what to do next, Kat made a suggestion. "Since I've enjoyed all of your husbands, I think it's only fair that you enjoy mine, if you like."
Richard shook his head and laughed. As usual, Kat was full of surprises.
"That's not a bad idea," Trish said. "But I'm partial to young stuff." She was looking at Dan and licking her lips hungrily. He allowed her to take his hand and lead him toward the stairs.
"I'll take you up on your offer," Maxine said as she crossed the room and reached for Richard. "But I've found that it really takes two to satisfy me."
"Count me in," Carl said, jumping at the chance to enjoy Maxine's luscious body. They, too, disappeared upstairs.
That left Edward, Jennifer and Kat alone in the den.
"Edward, you can watch and join in whenever you like," Kat told him as Jennifer moved into her arms.
He gazed hungrily at the two women as they kissed and fondled each other. Their hands explored each inch of flesh as it was exposed, and their tongues soon followed. In a matter of moments, Kat and Jennifer were on the floor in a comfortable sixty-nine position with Jennifer on top.
Edward's cock began to throb as he watched Kat's tongue sliding in and out of Jennifer's fur-trimmed slit.
Jennifer moaned into Kat's muff, her blonde head bobbing up and down as she scooped the sweet fluids from her lover's cunt. Before he realized it, his pants were unzipped and he held his prick in his hand, rubbing it slowly.
Trish and the young doctor found the master bedroom with very little trouble. She took control of the situation, undressing him completely and positioning him in a chair by the bed. Never had Trish been so hot for someone in her life. His young body was gorgeous, but it was that boyish grin, the unruly sandy-colored hair and his delicious hard cock that really turned her on.
To slow down her own emotions, she stood in front of him and proceeded to remove her clothes in a slow sensual manner. Her nipples were hard and grew even stiffer when she caressed them lovingly. The tingling in her pussy had turned to an ache on the way up the stairs. By this time, it was overflowing with excitement. She squatted slightly and showed her young lover just how wet she was.
That's when Dan reached for the beautiful older woman and buried his face between her legs. He sniffed her fragrant twat and then dived in, tongue first, sucking and licking for all he was worth.
Trish held onto his head with both hands and ground her pussy all over his face as she shuddered through several mini-cums, each one a bit more intense than the one before it.
Dan withdrew his tongue from her pulsing pussy, stood up and carried Trish to the bed. He knelt between her legs, stroking himself slowly while staring at her dark-haired pussy.
Thrilled by his hot gaze, Trish spread her legs wider and rubbed her clit with her fingers.
He licked his lips and whimpered.
She moaned and worked two fingers down her slit and into her hot hole.
"Rub that pussy," Dan said to her. "Let me see it cum."
Her fingers came out dripping wet and she smeared the hot oils onto the knob of his prick. "You make it cum," she whispered, unable to keep her hands off him a moment longer.
With a low roar, Dan rammed himself in to the hilt. They settled into a steady, rhythmic fucking right away, oblivious to the animal-like sounds coming from the room across the hall.
Maxine was thrilled to have two men undressing her at the same time. Carl went to work on her blouse, his hot hands and mouth covering her tits almost from the moment they were exposed. Richard pulled her panties down her legs, tossed them aside, and then spent a great deal of time kissing and licking his way back up to her wet pussy.
Carl began working his way downward at about the same time. Needless to say, that by the time his mouth covered her clit, Richard's tongue was buried in her twat. And Maxine was a quivering mass of female flesh. Her groans of pleasure filled the room and mingled with their wet sucking sounds. She grabbed Carl's dick and stuffed it to her mouth, which caused him to add a few sounds of his own.
Richard licked Maxine's pussy until she climaxed, clamping her thighs around his head and coating his lips and chin with her offerings. "I gotta have that pussy!" he groaned as he prepared to mount her.
Carl continued to kneel over her head. His gaze wandered from where her mouth was wrapped around his dick to where her pussy was wrapped around Richard's cock. This was one hot, horny woman. As she devoured his balls, he began to wonder if the two of them were going to be enough for her!
Maxine never really recovered from her first orgasm. With Richard fucking her pussy and Carl fucking her mouth, it peaked again, driving her wild with pleasure.
When she caught her breath, they were changing places. Now she had Richard's pussy-slimed cock in her mouth and Carl's fat dick in her pussy. He held her legs wide and rammed his meat into her harder and faster. And then she felt fingers on her clit and skyrocketed off into oblivion again.
"I want you both inside of me," she gasped. "One in my ass and one in my pussy."
The men were more than happy to oblige.
Downstairs, Edward had moved in close to watch Jennifer and Kat. They had brought each other off several times with their tongues and fingers. Their heaving bodies were covered with a-fine sheen of sweat.
"I brought your favorite toy," Jennifer whispered to Kat.
"Who needs a toy when we have this," Kat replied, and curled her fingers around Edward's cock. "He knows how to use his tongue, too."
Jennifer hesitated only a moment before making room for Edward on the floor between them. He leaned back against the sofa and they centered their attention on his cock first, each one taking turns. Edward sighed as first one hot tongue slithered up and down his shaft and then a different mouth covered his knob and sucked gently. Warm hands stroked his inner thighs and they cupped his bloated balls. He had no idea which was which and he didn't really care.
"Lie down," Kat suggested.
Closing his eyes, Edward moved to his back on the floor and let the women take over. He heard a low groan as a hot, tight pussy was pushed onto his dick. He didn't look until it began moving up and down slowly. The lips stretched wide over him were covered with blonde curls. What was so thrilling though, was the fact that Kat was behind her fondling her breasts with one hand and rubbing her erect clit with the other.
"You get on his tongue," Jennifer whispered, and then they kissed. "I want to see."
Edward looked up into Kat's pussy. It was very wet, very pink, and the tiny mouth of her cunt opened and closed spasmodically. He stuck his tongue out and literally pulled her down onto it, listening to her groans of pleasure. Jennifer moved faster and Kat's oils bubbled out, dripping onto his cheeks. He felt as if he was being devoured by pussy and he loved every minute of it!
As their passion rose, Kat and Jennifer began kissing. Kat pinched Jennifer's nipples and Jennifer grunted as her climax threatened to overcome her. Kat, too, was on the verge of losing control. She rubbed her clit with her free hand and humped Edward's tongue with abandon.
"I'm cumming!" Jennifer shrieked.
Edward felt her pussy grow tighter and hotter and then he was bathed in her generous offerings. Kat climaxed at almost the same time, pouring herself all over his face.
When the women caught their breath, they crawled off Edward and moved between his legs again. Again, they took turns sucking him. Only, this time, they did not stop until he was emptying his balls in their wide-open mouths.
Upstairs in the master bedroom, Dan was kneeling over Trish's breasts, jerking the skin back and forth on his tortured dick. He roared as the hot spunk blasted from the end, landing with little splatting sounds all over her face and neck. At the same time, she brought herself off again with her fingers.
And across the hall, Maxine was getting exactly what she wanted. She straddled Carl's body, riding his hard dick while Richard's was buried to the hilt in her ass. She had already climaxed half a dozen times and still wanted more.
Finally, unable to hold back a moment longer, Richard's dick exploded, giving her a sperm enema she would not soon forget. Within the next heartbeat, Carl grunted and his hot spunk coated the walls of her pulsing pussy. And Maxine climaxed yet again, her body jerking uncontrollably between the two men.
Later, the couples got together in the den. As they sat around in various stages of undress, they rested and discussed their new hobby-cheating with their wives' friends.
"It looks like the Cheating Wives Club has expanded to include the husbands," Kat said, noting that Richard had fallen asleep.
"We'll have to change the name," Trish lamented, glancing at Carl who snored softly on the sofa beside her.
"Who says we have to call it anything but sexy and kinky...," Kat began.
"And wet," chimed in Jennifer, squeezing Dan's hand. He smiled at her weakly.
"And wild," added Maxine.
"And very, very satisfying," Edward said as all four women turned toward him. He was wide awake, hard and ready for action.
