Divorce. An ever growing American problem which seems to have no easy solution. The causes for divorce are infinite, the consequences sometimes disastrous for the individuals concerned.
But what must be considered one of the most prevalent causes for the break-up of a marriage is sexual incompatibility, real or imagined.
The story of Betty and Jim Harris is one of a young woman whose upbringing will not allow her to accept the fact that she needs and enjoys sex, and of a man who is driven to other women because of his wife's lack of sexual response. The result is a mutual desire for divorce.
Betty, however, soon comes to face the truth, that she is, indeed, a warm and sensuous woman, capable of giving as well as receiving love. But is it too late to save her marriage? Has the realization of her true nature, and her subsequent journey into the heretofore forbidden world of sex, turned her into a shameless wanton?
A serious novel which lays open the lives of one couple teetering on the brink of divorce, providing an insight for all concerned.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
She was there again, standing naked in the big picture window. Watching from the smaller window in the house across the driveway, Jim Harris got a big fat hard on.
He knew for sure now that she was performing for him. She knew he was there, and she was deliberately presenting herself naked to his view. His pulse raced faster at the exciting thought that a beautiful exhibitionist lived right next door to him.
He was alone in the house. His wife Betty would probably be out of town for another few days. Was she alone, that voluptuous nude woman across the drive? She and her husband had moved in just a few days ago. Jim had seen them only briefly on the day they moved in.
Then last night.. .Betty was taking a long bubble bath. She would have to get up extra early to catch her plane. She was visiting her sister again. She had been visiting her sister a lot lately, too damn much to suit Jim. Jim turned on the lamp by the bed and the room was bathed in a soft light.
Just the right kind of light for fucking.
He started to crawl right into bed. But he decided to open the window a little wider. It was early summer and the room felt a little stuffy. When he got to the window he drew in a short quick breath. She was standing there in the big picture window, the woman next door.
She was wearing a see through black negligee. And it was opened all the way down to her navel. Her room was also bathed in a soft, bedside light. But the night was bright with moonlight and Jim could see her big, heavy breasts clearly. And the big rosy tits that were hard and pointed.
She drew in a long slow breath and her big boobs lifted higher. Jim could hear her heavy sigh as her breath expired. With slow, careful deliberation she removed the negligee. Her body was stunning, creamy, soft looking. Her heavy breasts looked even bigger now that she was completely naked.
She was looking in Jim's direction but she seemed to see nothing. She seemed to be looking right past him. Yet, how could she not be aware that he was there?
He ogled the fantastically sexy sight another long moment. Her dark hair tumbled down to the sloping soft shoulders. Her big titties rose and fell slowly with each deep breath. Her hips flared and curved voluptuously. Her belly was flat and white.
And his eyes roved down to the dark triangle of pussy.
At that moment Betty called his name. He jumped, startled, as if she had tapped him on the shoulder. What if she had walked up behind him and seen what he had seen?
But when he turned he saw that she was in bed. They had made love earlier. But he had another hot erection. That woman next door.. .
He removed his pajama bottoms before he got into bed. He turned off the light. When he moved Betty's hand to his hard on he could sense the familiar withdrawal.
"Not again, honey," she said in the slightly whiny tone Jim had come to hate. "I just bathed. And I have to get up early tomorrow. There won't be time to "
"Okay," Jim said dryly. "You could at least go down on it."
"I'm surprised at you, Jim Harris," Betty said. And she giggled in that little girl way he had once loved.
Betty was a dutiful wife. She never had "headaches". But she always gave Jim the nagging feeling that she was simply doing her duty.
Dutifully, she went down on him.
She carefully unbuttoned his pajama top. She took such a long, agonizing time. But thinking of that fantastically sexy looking woman, naked in the window next door, kept Jim's cock bone hard and twitching.
Was she still standing there?
He felt Betty's damp little tongue lick at one of his nipples. On the rare times she gave him head she sucked at his tits a little first, which he liked. She took the nipple into her mouth and drew deeply at it. Her tongue glided across his hairy chest and she sucked briefly at the other tit.
He felt her hair, still a little damp from the bath, glide down his chest. He could feel her hot breath at his hard cock.
"My goodness!" she said softly. "I haven't seen you like this in ages.. . twice in such a short space."
He couldn't tell her, of course, the true reason why he had heated up so fast again after their earlier, leisurely fuck.
"Damn it, Betty," he whispered urgently. "Take it.. . I can't stand any teasing."
"Oh all right," she pouted.
And her lips encased the thick pink head of his prick . . . slid slowly, tongue entwining down. A dutiful blow job. Not an impassioned one.
But he didn't think of Betty. He thought of her, the woman next door, naked in the window, just a few feet away. She would never suck his cock merely as a duty. She would never have to be asked. She would somehow know. And the full sensual lips would glide down, down, down, and he would feel the long soft hair on his chest, gliding down. Her tongue would be sensitive, licking at his balls, at all the sensitive areas on his prick. She would suck deep at his cock, exulting in it.. .
He began to moan loudly. Maybe she could hear him. Maybe she was playing with her pussy.
She would drain his cock of cum. She would swallow down every drop . . . loving every drop of his creamy jism.
He sighed wearily, feeling spent and dry. Betty took her mouth from his cock. She went into the bathroom. He heard her gargle her throat. When she returned to bed she gave his cheek a brief peck.
"That satisfy you, sweets?" she asked girlishly.
"Ummmm," Jim muttered. And turned over onto his side and went to sleep.
He thought about the woman next door all the next day at work at the Auto Tire Shop where he was Sales Manager. He didn't even know her name. Yet he'd had that intimate view of her. What was her husband doing while she stood nude like that?
And where was he tonight?
She hadn't been wearing even the negligee when she appeared at the window this second time. Jim had sat in the dark, waiting. The bedroom across the way was again dimly lighted. But the night was even brighter with moonlight than the previous one had been. A full moon.
She strolled languidly to the window, stark naked. Jim caught his breath. The big picture window gave him an almost complete view of her. She was even more beautiful than he remembered. Her body was perfection. She gazed up, as if looking at the moon.
Then she stared straight in his direction. He could see that her eyes were wide and dark. Her full, sensual lips seemed to tremble.
Jim lit a cigarette so she would know for certain that he was there at his window . . . so that there would be no doubt in his mind that she was fully aware he was watching her.
As if in answer to his signal she arched her back, lifting her breasts high. The moonlight shone on the found, creamy smoothness of the delectable boobs. Jim's hard cock pressed against the constriction of his cotton pajamas: His breath quickened.
She placed her hands beneath the heavy breasts, lifting them up, as if offering them up to the moon for she was looking up at the sky again now. Then she began to pinch gently at her tits, making them swollen and taut. And slowly she swayed from side to side.
Jim stood transfixed for several long moments. He was hardly aware at what point he took his cock from the pajama fly and began stroking it slowly.
She ceased the languorous gyrations of her body, the slow pinching of her tits. And when Jim saw what she did next he caught his breath loudly again.
She thrust her hips forward. And slowly she eased a vibrator into her coozie. Jim could hear the whir of the vibrator above her soft moans. She rolled her hips in little arcs, her moan becoming steadily louder. Then it seemed her hand was nearly flat against her pussy. So she must have that vibrator pushed nearly all the way to the hilt up her cunt.
He felt a tingling in his balls and knew he was nearly ready to cream his hand with his cum. He held back. She began to move her hips back and forth fucking the vibrator, her moans louder and more ragged.
At that moment the phone rang, loud and sharp. There was an extension in the bedroom. Jim swore under his breath. He wouldn't answer it. But it kept ringing and ringing. The woman across the drive was still now. She stared up at the moon again, an ecstatic expression on her face. She still pressed the vibrator deep into her cunt.
Ring, ring, ring. Damn . . . what if it was Betty? What is something had happened? Reluctantly he left the window to answer the phone.
"Yes?" he said, unable to keep the irritation from his voice.
At first there was only silence. Then he heard the voice of a woman, husky, sensual, undoubtedly the tone of a woman in heat.
"What are you waiting for?" the voice almost whispered.
"What?"
"The back door is unlocked. What are you waiting for?"
He heard a click as the other party hung up. He stood stunned, holding the receiver in his hand. Without a doubt it was an invitation from next door. But how could she have possibly made that phone call, that naked beauty in the window next door? Somehow he was sure it was her voice he heard on the phone. A sexy voice to match the fantastic body. But he had been watching her when the phone rang. So how could it possibly have been her who called?
There wasn't time to puzzle over that right now. He'd been given an invitation. The wildest kind of invitation, and in the strangest way. But an invitation he couldn't resist. If he could manage to get over there, that is. He felt weak with excitement.
What are you waiting for? The back door is unlocked.
And right next door.. . a hot naked beautiful woman . . . almost literally panting with passion.. . a vibrator shoved up her coozie . . . Waiting.. . What are you waiting for? Somehow he managed to walk back over to the window. She was still there. But it had been her voice on the phone. He was sure of it. Yet, she had not left her place at the window. He was sure she was looking right into his eyes. He read a hot invitation there. Her lips quivered. The night was so still he could hear the faint whir of the vibrator that was still buzzing in her cunt.
It was all so wild.. . so crazy. But he was overwhelmed. No, he couldn't possibly resist. What are you waiting for? Feverishly he tore off his pajamas, top and bottom. Crazy, crazy, he kept thinking. But he would go to her naked . . . cross the small area of ground that separated them, naked as she was. There was no one around to see. And even if there was, what did he care? How could he possibly be concerned with what people might see at a time like this?
He stepped closer to the window so that she could see his hot cock in the moonlight. His long thick meat bobbed back and forth. His balls were tight, aching. But she did not lower her eyes to his crotch, she still stared straight into his eyes.
He hurried from the bedroom and on out the back door. The warm summer air caressed his naked flesh. At her house he pushed at the back door. Yes, it was unlocked, just at the voice on the phone promised. Feeling he was walking in a dream, he entered.
He walked slowly, cautiously. He walked right to the bedroom as if he had been here many times. Yet it was the first time he had ever been in this house. The door was slightly ajar. He pushed it open wider. She was still by the window. He drew in his breath, ogling her elegant backside . . . the curve of tight, creamy white buttocks.
She didn't move, gave no indication that she was aware that he was in the room with her. A wave of panic swept over him. What if this were some sort of joke someone was playing on him? What if the invitation really hadn't come from her? After all, she couldn't possibly have phoned him. It was all just a silly notion he had that it had to be her voice he heard on the phone. Suppose she started screaming?
Or suppose it was a trap? Some kind of trap? After all, he didn't know her, or her husband.
But despite his misgivings his hard on would not go down. That body was just too fantastic. And the way she stood was so sensual, so inviting. She was surely waiting for him with as much hot desire as he had for her.
With catlike agility and silence he walked up behind her. With a feverish and slightly trembling hand he reached out and caressed one of the white, shapely buttocks. She wasn't startled at all. He heard her shivery sigh of pleasure and relief that he was there.
He squeezed the ass flesh tenderly. Ummm, so soft and smooth. She turned to him. The tip of her tits brushed against his chest. He breathed in the lilac and womanly smell of her body. Her eyes were half closed. A little smile played across her full moist lips.
"Yes," she whispered.
His body felt aflame. He pulled her tight against him. Her big boobs crushed against his chest. He squeezed her buttocks holding her fast against him. His crotch ground against her pussy, pushing the vibrator into her cunt to the hilt. She laughed softly the most femininely sensual laugh he had ever heard, he had ever heard.
She held tight to his shoulders and placed her feet atop his. Grasping her buttocks tighter, his lips tight against hers, sucking at her tongue, he walked her slowly over to the king sized bed. Her voluptuous body was so full, yet she seemed light as a feather, her feet atop his, as he maneuvered her across the room.
She fell back onto the bed and he was right atop her. He went for her titties like a hungry ruttish animal. His sucking mouth on her tits was obviously what she wanted. She moaned softly as he took one of the swollen tits between his lips and sucked deeply at it, He molded the other big breast as he deep sucked tit.. . The biggest set of boobs he'd ever had. I must be dreaming, he thought. He felt the full, feminine body writhe beneath him. If it was a dream he hoped he would never wake up.
He glided his tongue down the deep ridge between high rising knockers . . . down the flat belly, swirling the tip of his tongue in the indented belly button. The whirring sound of the vibrator was louder down there at her snatch. He chewed gently at the dark cunt-hairs that were bathed with pungent, delicious womanly secretions. He lapped up the pussy juices from around the deeply embedded vibrator.
She laughed softly, her back arched, offering up her cunt to his pussy eating mouth. His wife, Betty, always balked at his efforts to eat her out even though, reluctantly, she sometimes went down on him. He hadn't had a good pussy feast for ages. He'd forgotten how much he missed it.
His nostrils flared at the heavy, cunty smell. Slowly he eased the vibrator from the soft embrace of cuntwalls. She gave a little whimper when it slid free of the outer lips.
Jim ran his tongue along the end of the vibrator that had plunged deep into the juicy pussy. He lapped up the delicious pussy juice. He heard her soft laughter. She rolled her hips in little arcs. Jim hungrily licked the entire vibrator clean of the delectable sticky strong smelling cunt secretions . . . moaning softly, smacking his lips. It was so fantastically delicious.. . so succulently pussy tasting.
Jim's balls stretched tighter as his cock throbbed and twitched fully. He had the most sensational hard on he could ever remember. He felt he could shoot his load without even touching his dick.
Her legs were spread wide. Her back was arched, lifting her hot pussy up to him. Her moans were sweet, lusty, passion charged.
"I loved what your tongue did to that vibrator," she said. The sound of her voice startled and excited him. It was the first time he'd heard her speak except for the whispered, "Yes!" when their bodies first had met. The voice was husky and sexy as he knew it would be . . . Just like the voice on the phone.
"It was delicious," Jim said hoarsely. "The taste of it."
"What did it taste like?" she teased. "Pussy," Jim said, his voice thick. "Pussy pussy pussy."
She laughed softly, spreading her legs wider. She pried apart her cunt lips.
"Put your tongue there," she invited.
Jim dove his head down to her snatch. His nostrils flared again at the heavy female odor. He twisted his tongue into the tapering hole. He wrapped it around the twitching clit. She squealed and laughed both at the same time.
He lapped at her pussy mound.
"Ooooh," she moaned. "I love having my cunt lapped."
And he loved the bluntness of her words . . . the whorish tone of it.. . the lusty life embracing sexiness of her voice. He sucked the damp, sticky cunt-mound into his mouth. His hands grasped the silken buttocks as he lifted his pussy feast to his lips.
She moaned and muttered, "Oh yes, yes, eat my hot pussy!"
He growled and chewed cunt-hairs, sucking up the delectable juices that clung there. He ate deep into squishy, gooey cuntwalls that seemed to flow with an endless supply of spicy pussyjuice. His tongue was bathed with it.. . it dribbled down the corners of his lips.
He speared his tongue deep, deeper into the tapering hole. She cried out and he pulled her cunt tighter against his face as her body rocked through a body twitching orgasm that bathed his tongue with fresh hot pussy cum.
He felt her body go limp. But he kept on eating her pussy . . . slower now, holding her snatch up to his lips with the upward pressure of his hands beneath the slick buttocks. She lay inert, whimpering softly. Then he felt her snatch begin to heat up again.
"Please," she said. She laughed seductively. "I need some meat.. . My mouth needs some meat."
Jim opened his mouth wide, clamping his lips around the furry, damp triangle of pussy. He scooted his body around to the sixty nine position. He felt her lips, smooth as hot velvet, sink slowly down, down each hot inch of his pulsating dick. He moaned around her cunt mound, sucking gently.
Her lips sank down on his cock to the balls. She held his meat down her throat for a long hot moment while he sucked cunt. The heady odor of fresh female secretions filled his nostrils. And he went after her cunt again with mouth and tongue with all the ruttish, hot fervency that she gave to his cock.
Two overpowering sensations: taste of juicy spicy pussy and feel of fantastically damp warmth of tongue and lips on his burning, throbbing dick. He pushed his lips tight against the cunt as if trying to get his whole head inside. He stretched his tongue out as far as it would go and tongued it deep into squishy hot and vibrating walls. Oh man, that pulsating cunt would really feel terrific around a deep plunging dick!
But how could his cock feel any better than where it was now, encased between soft feminine lips that hungered for cock meat, that really knew how to suck.
The warm wet tongue swirled around his slick cock meat with slow agility as the caressing lips inched up from the base. And the puckered mouth lunged back to the base again. And Jim breathed deep of pussy odor and his tongue lapped cunt juice from slick membranes of pussy lips. And his tongue nudged her twitching little clit, making her squeal around his big fat dick down her throat.
He was coming . . . yeah he was coming.. . Party's over. But he felt the spongy lips caress his dick tight just beneath the head . . . blocking the rising rush of spunk. His balls tingled. His whole body tingled.. . at that heightened pitch just before the jism shoots. Only it did not shoot.. . That tight embrace with spongy lips prevented it, prolonged that overwhelming, wild pre-cum feeling.
He heard her soft chuckle around his throbbing dick . . . chuckle of understanding at the intense plateau of pleasure she held him at. Jim growled gutturally as he ate deeper into her cunt.
She released the embrace of her lips from around the base of his cockhead. The ejaculation of jism had been blocked . . . the wild pleasure prolonged. Slowly she sank her lips to the dick base again. And began those long, slow, tongue entwining up and down movements again . . . Building him up . . . up again.
The spongy embrace held him back again. Jesus . . . He couldn't stand it! But Jesus . . . don't let it go . . . don't ever let it go!
While he was at that dizzy, frenzied pitch she let just the bare tip of her tongue glide down the underside of his dick . . . just that bare tipend of tongue with a feathery touch. But it drove his sensitive, full to throbbing hot cock wild. And he sucked hard at her cunt-mound, feeling her body tremble and shiver, just as his was.
That feathery touch of her tongue was at his balls now. And one of her warm long fingers was moving up and down the crack between his ass cheeks. She stretched her tongue to lick back' under the scrotum. And he understood the destination of her tongue now and thought, "Wild!"
And he lifted his leg so she could get her head back further. And for just the second time in his life he felt a tongue move along the thick cord between scrotum and anus. And, felt the hot pointed little tongue dig into the hair ringed pucker of ass hole . . . felt it swirl around the rim.
"Jesus!" he breathed into the cunt hairs at his face.
He heard her sensual, satisfied little chuckle again. She pushed her tongue deeper into his anus. His heavy, cum filled cock bobbed back and forth.
With soft guttural growl he licked along the little ridge between pussy and ass. She had one long shapely leg lifted for him. He lapped at the tiny puckered little hole. He pried the hole apart and got his tongue into it. It was almost as slick as the membranes of her pussy. He rimmed around it. He worked his tongue up into it where the spicy taste was.
She was obviously more experienced at rimming that he was. She was sucking at his hole, blowing sensational feeling hot air up it. And he followed her example, puckering his lips to blow into her hole, driving his tongue into the soft slick tightness, then sucking at it.
Soft laughter at the exciting game . . . she at his hairy ringed bung.. . he at her slick, pink little hole, exploring pleasure he had barely known before.
And before he had his fill of it, still exulting in feel of tongue up his ass and taste of pink asshole beneath his tongue, she was dragging her tongue slowly up that thick cord again. And she drove her lips back onto his cock that was hotter than ever now.
He pushed his nose back into the heavy smelling, sticky cunt hairs. His tongue dove deep into the pulsating, rich flowing pussy hole. Jesus, his balls tingled again . . . That clever, hot blockage with the spongy lips . . . Jesus, his dick was about to burst!
He began sucking at her cunt.. . sucking deep, sucking up juices from inner cunt walls . . . growling, his dick throbbing with fantastic trapped fullness . . . growling and rubbing his face in the hot cunt smelly pussy. Jesus . . . jesus . . . it had to shoot.. . balls aching now . . . balls about to break!
She knew. Yeah, she knew. She was popping again, too. The flow, the taste was sensationally strong. It seemed to him his nostrils flared to the heavy odor of a hundred hot pussies, all popping at the same time beneath his face that pressed hard against the searing damp cunt-hairs. And he was digging his tongue deeper to lap up the hotter juices.
And his nuts popped.
And his balls and his spine tingled. It was the most intense and complete cum he'd ever experienced. He heard the gurgle in her throat as he flooded her mouth with his jism. He heard the gulping sound and the soft, satisfied murmur as she swallowed it down.
His body twitched as another weak spurt of his punk shot into her mouth. Then he lay still, his face still pressed against the delicious sticky cunt. He slowly pulled his tongue from the tapering hole. He savored the heavy pussy taste there on his tongue. He would carry that taste around with him for days.
His cock was still in her mouth. He felt it grow slowly soft. Gently she slid her lips from it and kissed it. Tenderly she kissed his balls. He lapped her cunt with the flat of his tongue. He dragged his tongue up her white belly. The sight of those big boobs got him all excited again. He lapped at one of the big knockers with the flat of his tongue that was sticky with cunt juice. He lapped at the smooth, big roundness of the other knocker. He sucked one of the big tits between his lips. His cock began to stir to life again.
"Wait," she said softly. "Just a little while. Relax a moment. We have all night.. . Don't we?"
"We have forever," Jim said.
"Nice."
She propped her head up with two big pillows. He buried his face in the deep canyon between the high rising titties.
"By the way," he said. "What's your name?" She laughed. He loved her laugh, rich and throaty.
"My name's Mira," she said. "Mira Douglas. And you?"
He told her.
"Jim," she said. "I'd like you to meet my husband."
Jim lifted his head from her breasts, startled. Yet at one point in their love making he had sensed that they were not alone in the room. Then he had forgotten about it.
"Hello, Jim," a deep masculine voice spoke from across the room.
Jim looked in the direction of the voice. He could see the shadowy outline of a man, sitting in a straight backed chair in a darkened corner of the room.
"I'm Kevin," the man said.
Jim laughed shortly. He felt no shock at all. Nothing could surprise him on this fantastically unreal evening. He was going to wake up anyway and discover it was all a dream.
"Pleased to meet you, Kevin," he said casually, as if they were introducing one another at a business lunch.
He laughed again. And this time. Mira and her husband joined in the laughter.
CHAPTER TWO
Jim Harris' wife, Betty, stood before the full length mirror on the closet door gazing at her naked body. She sensed someone was watching her. But she often had that feeling lately. Guilt probably.
Guilt. Because of Jim.
Whose fault was it? The things she had done these past weeks. She couldn't blame Jim. He still treated her like the little girl wife he had married. She was twenty two. Jim was just six years older than she. But he treated her like a sweet little girl. And they had been married for two years now.
Maybe she asked for it. Asked to be protected. She had led such a sheltered life as the youngest child of prosperous parents. Maturity came so late to her. The sexual revolution had passed right by her. She was a virgin when she married Jim. Just what Jim wanted.
But he was growing tired of that "virginity" now. Tired of being married to a girl instead of a woman. Yet still treating her like a girl. Somehow not making her feel she was a woman. It wasn't his fault. It wasn't her fault.
But she had to break out of that cage. There was so much she could not tell Jim because of the trap of habit they were in. Her character of dear little girl was forever, it seemed, fixed in Jim's mind.
Was this the body of a girl? She was a little on the short side. But her body was full and fleshy. The skin smooth and creamy and soft as silk. She did not have the biggest titties in the world, but they were more than ample firm, and the nipples were rosy and big and succulent.
Her face was, perhaps, too sweet the blue eyes too wide. There were freckles across her little, slightly pug nose. And her hair was honey blonde, her full lips a little pouty.
But why couldn't Jim see that deep reserve of passion behind the wide blue eyes? What prevented her from expressing it to him? Why did she have to go to "That Place", the name of the little bar on the river.
She visited her older sister, Alice, often because of that bar. Alice had introduced her to the place. Her sister went there with her even though she was a supposedly happily married woman with a fourteen year old son.
Betty shivered, thinking of her last visit. That sexy ape, Gus. Would he be there tonight? She never went with the same man twice. A lot of seamen went to "That Place" looking for a quick lay with some lonely married woman or divorcee. No involvement afterwards. Just a night or afternoon of hot sex. Exactly what Betty wanted.
For despite these extra marital forays she loved only one man: Jim.
But she might make an exception with Gus.. . Might go with him a second time if she ever saw him again. For only later did she realize what he might really have wanted to do. He had certainly given strong enough hints. Only a sexually dumb person like herself could have failed to pick up on them. But the hints had gone right over her head. Until suddenly, a few days later, out of nowhere, she suddenly realized what Gus was getting at.
And she was intrigued, excited. She shivered and could hardly wait to get back to "That Place" and see Gus again. Then she told herself, no, it was better she never saw him again.
But she shivered now, naked before the mirror after her bath, getting ready to go to "That Place" again. And hoping, despite her misgivings that Gus would be there.
And she shivered, also, because of the feeling that she was being watched. It was only in this room that she had that feeling. Was there a peephole somewhere? Was she actually being spied on?
She lingered on, naked, before the mirror. Well, if someone was watching she'd give him, her?, a good look. Her pussy began heating up at the exciting thought that her nude body was being covertly watched and admired, that someone was being sexually stimulated, watching hex.
The knock at the door was very soft, but it startled her so that she jumped.
"Yes?" she called, her voice strained.
"It's me, honey," Alice said, opening the door. "Oh, I thought you'd be ready by now."
"Just a few minutes."
The two sisters exchanged a long look. Betty admired Alice's taste in clothes that showed off her rather full buxom body to great advantage. And she saw the look of approval in Alice's eyes which told her that her body was pleasing to look upon. She was sure Alice had never seen her naked before, since she had grown up, that is.
Alice stood next to her before the full length mirror, on the pretense of studying her make up and outfit. But her eyes kept roving over to Betty who stood languidly unconcerned, in no hurry to get dressed. Their eyes met. And for the first time in her life Betty saw her sister blush. Alice gave Betty's cheek a quick kiss. "Hurry up, dear," she said. She still did not move. Then suddenly she gave Betty a kiss that was decidedly not sisterly. A kiss full on the lips.
"Betty," she whispered. Then she stood straighten "I'll meet you downstairs," she said. And left the room quickly.
Wow! fourteen year old Dennis thought as he watched the scene from his spying place in the room next door. The peekhole was plenty big enough to see all the activity. He could poke his finger through and push aside the painting just far enough to see everything. And no one had noticed during the year he had been doing that.
At first it was watching Mom and Dad screwing. They liked to do it in the afternoon when they could. But if it was at night they did it with the light on. Wow, he sure got a good sex education watching those two together. Did they ever know how to enjoy one another!
Then the new room was completed and the old bedroom was used for a guest room. For her last several visits Aunt Betty had slept in that room. And she often paraded around with no clothes on. Dennis would get a big fat hard on, just like he did watching Mom and Dad. And he would jack off.
He began pulling his meat now. Wow, the way Mom had kissed Aunt Betty. He'd never seen two women kiss like that before. Jesus, I'm tall as Aunt Betty now, he thought. He was tired of jerking off all the time. It was fine once in a while. But not all the time without getting something else in between. He wasn't a kid anymore.
It was time he got something else. And he intended to get it. Yeah and before Aunt Betty's visit ended, too!
Betty sat in the crowded back seat of the cab. Her pussy was hot and juicy. Gus' hulking strong body pressed close to hers. Alice sat next to Gus on one side and her trick for the night, a guy named Lou, on the other.
They hadn't stayed in "That Place" for more than half an hour. Gus was already there and latched onto Betty at once. He introduced Alice to a friend of his from his ship.
"I thought you'd probably be back out at sea by now," Betty said, trying to sound indifferent at seeing him again.
"Ship's been in drydock," Gus had said, squeezing her arm possessively. "What say we all drive out to this motel. It's not such a dump as the place we was in last time."
"Of course there's only one bed," Lou said. "But it's a king sized bed and one bed might be interesting."
"Oh Betty . . . these two guys are just simply too crude," Alice had said. Then she had laughed explosively. "Let's at least have a drink first."
Betty usually just had soft drinks. But she needed something stronger if she was to spend some time on a double bed with two lusty seamen and her sister!
Once inside the motel room she was glad the men had brought along some vodka, Seven up and paper cups. She took a good long drink. It burned pleasantly going down, made her feel warm and relaxed. She looked at Alice and laughed for no particular reason.
Lou got an easy listening music station on the FM radio.
"Let's go to the little girl's room," Alice said to Betty.
"Isn't this just too wild?" Alice said when the two sisters were alone in the bathroom. "Lou's a sexy looking dude. But I didn't think you liked getting it on with the same guy twice, except for Jim, of course."
"Don't mention Jim," Betty frowned. "I'll make an exception with Gus . . . just this once."
"Unfinished business?" Alice asked. "Something like that."
"You don't feel.. . I mean . . . all of us in one bed "
"I feel fine. That drink gave me a nice glow."
"Then come on, sweet and let's get undressed. My twat's itchy . . . Oui, is that any way for me to talk to my baby sister?"
But Betty was already hurriedly getting out of her clothes.
Gus and Lou gulped at the same time when the two sisters came out of the bathroom. Stark naked, both of them. And the two men still stood fully clothed, clutching their drinks.
Both the women were full bodied, on the fleshy side, but decidedly not fat. Alice was more buxom. But Betty would be just like her in a few more years. You could tell they were sisters. Same blue eyes, soft, creamy fair skin. Only Betty had a somewhat pouty, little girl quality. And Alice seemed more worldly.
Betty did not feel at all embarrassed at having her naked body gazed upon by two hot studs. It was a terrific turn on and she felt her pussy get juicier and hotter. She could see the outline of the men's hard dicks, pushing against the constrictions of their trousers.
Gus got two handfuls of soft, warm feminine flesh. One hand grasped the silken curve of Betty's buttocks. And his other hand squeezed one of Alice's over ripe titties. Lou walked over behind Alice and stroked her ass with a hot hand and reached over to grasp her sister's firm breast with the other.
Gus took full possession of Betty and pulled her over to a chair and onto his lap as his lips pressed tight to hers and he sucked her tongue.
His head ducked down and he began working on her knockers, licking at them with his rough tongue. And sucking deep at those tits. Betty went limp and whimpered in his arms. She could hear loud love noises from the bed across the room. She could hear the soft squeak of the bedsprings.
"Oh honey," she whispered. "Your clothes are so prickly."
"My clothes are so what?" Gus laughed coarsely.
"Prickly," Betty giggled.
"Against your tender little skin," Gus said. "And you want my prick in you."
"Oh!" Betty said weakly.
Gus scooped Betty up in his arms and carried her over to the bed and let her down gently. Lou was atop the softly moaning Alice, pumping his cock to her. Betty could feel the heat from their bodies, could smell the overpowering love odor. Her body writhed; she rolled her hips.
Lou stretched his torso over and got his face at her knockers while he still continued to fuck Alice. He wrapped his lips around one of Betty's taut nipples and sucked at it.
"Ummmm," the two women moaned in unison. "Yer makin' 'em both feel good," Gus chuckled, watching the scene while he hurriedly tore out of his clothes, Lou's hips, pumping fast back and forth; Alice writhing and squealing beneath him over to suck at one of her while he stretched sister's tits. Gus stood naked and hard cocked. "Make way for another stud," he said thickly. He dove onto the bed and slapped his big hairy body atop Betty's creamy, soft one. Lou began sucking at one of Alice's tits while he fucked. And Gus got his face at Betty's knockers. The knobby head of his dick pushed against the coiled hot hairs of Betty's pussy. He sucked deep at a swollen tit.
All four of them were in heat, delicate feminine love sweat mingling with the raw sex odor from the ruttish males.
Betty dug her fingers into the hard, hairy musculature of Gus' back and bucked her hips upwards, impaling her pussy on Gus' big stiff cock.
"Augggg!" she cried out as she felt the hard maleness tear through the hot and pulsating lips of her cunt. She felt the cock plunge deep, opening her up, giving her his fat long dick . . . up the gushy juicy depth of her pussy . . . bathing it with hot sap of cunt.. . pussy lips sucking and drawing his cock into her deeper.
He towered above her, his cock in her clinging pussy to the balls. A crooked grin of triumph spread" across his lips. But it was she who felt triumphant drawing his cock deeper into her with her sucking, pulsating pussy, giving that cock such pleasure.
He pressed down on her heaving breasts with the palms of his big sweaty hands, strong conquering hands. But Betty squirmed and moaned, loving it. She arched her back and he pressed down harder as he fucked her slow but deep, rolling his hips in wide arcs.
Exultantly Betty rolled her head to one side. Her sister's face was turned towards her, a smile of ecstasy on her lips. Lou was fucking Alice with that same slow deep deliberation. The two women exchanged smiles.
Then Gus yanked roughly at Betty's titties, turning her attention exclusively back to him. His hips began to move like a piston as he pumped his cock to her sap flowing pussy . . . poured his cockmeat to her fast and hard with all the considerable strength of his great hairy, hulking body . . . And Betty creamy smooth, fleshy little bundle, taking the rough, big cocked assault with swooning deep pleasure, moaning ecstatically.
Her pussy was aflame and alive with flowing juices. Her cunt lips fluttered and pulsated around the deep fucking dick.
"Fuck me!" she cried out in a voice she did not recognize as her own. It was so passion charged, so sexily womanish.
"Fuck me!" she heard the husky voice of her sister echo her plea.
The two men laughed, exulting in what they had two cunt hot women lying side by side. Two cunt hot women having their sap rich pussies fucked deep and hard while they writhed and squealed and their heavy breasts rolled from side to side.
Betty lifted her head partway up from the pillow.
"Coming!" she cried. Her blue eyes were wider than ever.
Gus chuckled, fucking his dick to her hard , Her fluttering pussy lips drew his meat deeper and deeper into her hot cunt. Fresh, hotter, more cunty juices flooded his fucking cock.
"Mine came first," Gus said huskily, slowing his fuck pace just a little.
At that moment Alice began squealing, her body twitching in orgasm, her squeal more ear piercing than Betty's had been. Lou grabbed her big heavy boobs like reins and began pouring the cock to her harder than ever. She kept twisting her torso and squealing in a never ending orgasm.
The two men chuckled softly together. Betty's body felt so shivery and excited and she laughed with the two men above the sound of her sister's Orgasmic squeals.
"See if we can get 'em off again before we pop ours," Lou said between clenched teeth.
"Yeah!" Gus huskily agreed.
He pressed his torso onto Betty's panting boobs. He fucked slower to hold back until he built her to another orgasm. That wouldn't be hard to do tonight!
He worked his dick into her deeper and deeper with each deliberately slow push forward of his hips. The friction of his damp, coiled chest hairs was excitingly stimulating to her breasts. They heaved higher and faster.
And Gus' mouth was hungry for them. He began licking at them as he slowly deep fucked. He bit and chewed gently at the tender, smooth boob flesh. He moved his head from one tittie to the other, drawing hard and long and deep at the succulent swollen nipples. Betty went all lax and swoony, surrendering her cuddly, fleshy body to the deep fuck of his cock in her gushy pussy, to the hot sucking lips on the pointed rosy tips of her heaving knockers.
And it began to happen again.. . the tingle in her spine.. . the shivery moans. Her cunt lips quivered, sucking his dick insistingly deeper into her hungry pussy.
He guided her legs to rest across his broad shoulders. He pressed down on her panting boobs again. Then he grabbed hold of them and twisted them as he rode her pussy once again with all his great male strength.
Betty squealed and rolled her head from side to side, feeling dizzy, overwhelmed, her hot pussy stuffed full with hard throbbing cock. Dizzily she caught brief glimpses of her sister, being fucked hard beside her. Alice's big boobs were being similarly, excitingly manhandled, tugged at, squeezed, twisted, while Lou fucked with all the lusty gusto that Gus fucked Betty.
Betty clawed the air and her scream was piercing and loud as her sister's. They were popping simultaneously!
The two proud studs did not slow the hard fast pace of their fucking. Betty felt Gus's cock expand even more, deep in her syrupy cunt. Hot spurts of his cum shot against her womb. He growled like an animal. His hips shot back and forth again and another heavy spurt of jism shot into her.
He fell forward. She felt comfortably smothered by the male hardness of his body, the sweaty chest hairs against her tender skin, the heady sex smell from his sweaty hairy body.
She heard her sister's soft whimper. She twisted Her head to watch. Alice lay inert, a look of bliss on her lips, the look of a woman who has just popped after a sensational fuck. The look Betty wore on her lips too. But Alice was still being fucked. Lucky girl! Betty was still hot. And the fuck scene next to her made her even hotter. She felt Gus's cock slowly grow soft. She worked her pussy lips around it to stimulate it again.
"Let it rest, baby," Gus spoke hot in her ear. "There's more where that came from."
Dreamily, through half closed eyes, Betty watched her sister being fucked. Lou was quite a contrast to Gus, lean and sinewy and smooth, where Gus was bulky and hairy. They were both experts at screwing. Betty saw the look of satisfied bliss on Alice's face slowly change to excited fresh arousal. How she envied her sister, being fucked to another climax.
But she did not try to coax Gus into another session. Not yet. They had hours together yet. And there's more where that came from, Gus had told her.
Her pussy stayed heated up, though, flowing with juice as she watched the wild fuck. And she couldn't help giggling at the delicious, ticklish feel in her pussy as Gus' cock ever so slowly fluttered to softness.
Alice squealed in her third orgasm. And Betty could almost feel that intense sensation in her own cunt. With a hard lunge of his hips forward Lou shot his load.
"No, don't stop," Alice pleased, lifting her head up partway.
God, she wanted to pop again!
Lou laughed softly and pulled his dick from the tight cling of Alice's pussy. Betty saw the sticky cum that still oozed from his prick.
"Still hot, eh?" he grinned.
"They're both still hot," Gus muttered into the soft flesh of Betty's breasts.
"Good!" Lou said. "Maybe they'd like to give us a little show while we rest up. Then maybe we could change partners."
That last part excited Betty. She would love having Lou's big cock in her. It was even bigger than Gus'.
But she didn't understand what he meant about I "giving us a little show".
That did not remain a mystery to her for long. Alice had picked up on it at once.
"Oh honey," she said thickly, moving closer to Betty. "Let's do it.. . yes, let's do it!"
The two men moved to one side of the bed, giving the sister plenty of room. And Betty knew what was about to happen . . . knew what Lou had meant.
And found herself not hesitating for a moment, heated up as she was. Excited maybe even more than Alice.
For the first time in her life she felt the naked body of a woman pushed tight against hers. Such a contrast to the male body she had just held. But sexy in its own way, all curves and softness, the sweat and sex odor more delicate.
The two sisters kissed one another long and passionately, tongues dancing together, pussies grinding together. Betty wasn't sure what they were to do next. But her pussy was aflame again at the feel of her sister's big heavy boobs pressing against hers, at the sticky feel of Alice's pussy grinding against hers.
She could hear the ragged breathing of the two men. She could actually feel them heating up as they watched the sisters in the passionate embrace.
Betty acted partly on her sister's hot example, and mostly from instinct, pursuing what she craved for the first time in her life, the taste and feel of boobs. And yes!, the taste of cunt.
She let her sister chew her tits for long moments, felt Alice's finger poke into her coozie.
"Oh," Alice panted. "I can feel all that nice cum up there in your pussy . . . I wanna suck it out!"
And she ducked her head down to Betty's snatch. Her tongue extended into the tapering pussy hole. It lapped deep inside, lapping up the cum Gas had shot there, lapping up the rich juice that flowed from heated, throbbing cuntwalls.
"Ohhhh," Betty moaned. "I want yours.. . I want your cunt at my mouth.. . I want to taste the hot cum and, "
"And the pussy juice," Gus said thickly. "Lap up your sister's pussy juice!"
"Yes!" Betty said in a high shuddery whisper.
The next thing she knew her sister's hot sticky cunt was at her face. And she was lapping at it with wild abandoned joy as if she had done this many times. She felt Alice's lips at her cunt mound, sucking. Then the lips were pried apart and Alice's tongue was way up her hole. It drove her crazy, nudging at her clit.
Betty sucked pussy, her sister's delectable pussy. Ummm, the cum Lou had fucked there was warm and spicy. And the pussy juices were even hotter, spicier. She lapped them up, making loud slurping noises with her lips.
"Oueee! Look at 'em eat each other's snatches," Gus said.
He dug his hands down between the two women's bodies to fondle and squeeze Alice's big titties. Lou followed his buddy's example and Betty felt his big hot hands cupped around her knockers, squeezing, heating them up.
She ate deeper into her sister's pussy. The sure male hands squeezed her knockers harder. She could feel the heat from the cock . . . could feel its hardness against her side.
Hotter, richer juices flowed across her tongue. Her pussy eating mouth had made her sister pop! Alice squealed a lower, more shuddery sound than when she popped before with the big stiff dick up her coozie, but no less an intense, sexual sound.
Betty kept eating out the cunt. She couldn't stop. She was almost there herself. She ate faster, deeper. She began squealing around the furry snatch. Lou squeezed her knockers harder than ever. The slight pain heightened the intensity of her body twitching orgasm. The squeal turned to a cat like growl around the hot pussy at her face. She was sure she tasted a fresh hot flow of cunty sap flood across her tongue.
The two sisters kept right on eating one another, as if they hadn't even popped. They weren't through yet not nearly through yet!
"Jesus . . . lookit 'em!" Gus' cock was bone hard, bobbing back and forth in its fullness.
"Keep going for that snatch, honey," Lou said to Alice.
"Eat your sister's hot pussy," Gus spoke thickly to Betty.
The women were like wild, pussy crazed animals, growling, cat like, munching, lapping, tonguing pussy.
They popped again, squealing, their bodies quivering.
"Have a little meat, honey." Betty felt Lou tugging gently at her hair. She turned to see his hard cock at her face. Her mouth was rich with saliva. And she salivated even more at the sight of that delicious looking, slick piece of cock meat.
She went down on it to the root. And she knew that Alice was sucking Gus' cock. Her jaws ached for a moment from the heavy fullness of the big dick down her throat. Then somehow her throat muscles relaxed and she took the big dong from root to base without discomfort.
It felt so good, having her mouth filled with hot throbbing cock meat. But her pussy itched and burned to be filled by a piece of meat or a mouth and tongue.
"Oh, take it easy, honey," Lou gasped. "Unless you want me to shoot off this way."
Betty would like to taste his spunk. But she wanted that hard dick in her even more. She eased her lips from the slick wet meat and licked at his big, low hanging balls.
"I bet you girls are hot to get back to your pussy eating," Gus said.
"Yeah," Lou answered for them. "But this time why don't you get on top of your sister, Betty, and lap at her cunt. And me and Gus can find something interesting to show you."
Betty rested on her elbows as she went down on her sister again. Her cunt was pressed firmly against Alice's face and she felt the hot little tongue busy inside her throbbing pussy again.
Then she felt another' wonderful sensation. Lou's tongue was gliding up and down the crack between her ass cheeks. She moaned her delight and Lou spread her cheeks wide apart, His nose poked at her bung as his tongue speared into her asshole.
Betty moaned loudly again. Fantastic! Having her pussy and her asshole eaten at the same time as she sucked and tongued hot sticky cunt!
Just as she was about to pop she felt her ass being lifted higher, out of the reach of Alice's hot tongue. She whimpered in frustration. Then she shivered with excitement when she realized what Lou was up to.
With slow dexterous ease his cock entered her cunt from behind and he began to fuck her dog fashion. Fucked. While she ate deep and deeper into her sister's pussy. Fucked.
While she dipped her tongue to lap up the more cunty tasting juices that dripped from the hot walls of her sister's pussy. Fucked.
Her sister's pussy beneath her face . . .Lou's long, thick hot cock. Fucking cock.. . cunt fucking cock plunging through fluttering pussy lips . . . cock deep in her. Fucking.
With feverish fingers she pried apart her sister's pussy as wide as she could get it.. . trying to stretch it even wider.. . twisting her tongue around deeper.. . sucking and tonguing.
Other mouths were free to spew the delectable obscenities and guttural moans she heard.
Oh eat pussy . . . hot hot hot pussy . . . dark slick juicy pussy. Eat it!
And cock . . . throbbing . . . fucking fucking from behind . . . Dog fuck my hot snatch!
She felt the hot heavy spurts of creamy cock juice spurt on to her womb. She kept eating out her sister.
Oh fuck me again, her insatiable pussy demanded.
But she felt Lou's smooth sinewy torso fall across her back, heard his heavy spent breathing. She whimpered when his cock, still half hard, slid from her cuntlips. But Alice was pulling her down, pulling her pussy down to her hungry woman's lips . . . lips that sucked out the cum Lou had just fucked there.
And kept on sucking.
Cunt sucking until her tongue flooded with fresh juice and she popped again.
The two sisters lay exhausted, Betty still atop. For a while she couldn't even move while the two men slowly and gently massaged her back. She stirred to life again when Gus began to lick at her ass.
She lifted her head, looked back. She saw Gus's big fat hard on and her body was fired with new desire.
"Hey, honey," Lou said to Alice. "Let's you and me get dressed and go out for a drink or something. I'm tired out, but it looks like Gus is all ready to go again."
"Yes," Alice said, staring hungrily at Gus' hard on.
"Let's leave 'em alone awhile," Lou said.
"Ummm," Alice muttered and reluctantly got up off the bed.
When she was alone with Gus, Betty began to tremble almost uncontrollably. Some dark, suppressed part of her knew why.
"I knew you'd come looking for me," Gus said.
"I didn't come looking for you," Betty said, trying to sound haughty. But she was trembling too much.
"Sure you did . . . So you could get what you should have got last time."
"I don't know what you mean."
"Sure you do." Gus grinned. "You know exactly what I mean."
Betty trembled harder.
Yes. He was right. She knew exactly what he meant.
CHAPTER THREE
Yes, at some point during the frenzied lovemaking with Mira, Jim Harris had sensed someone else was in the room. Then he had forgotten all about it. Or perhaps subconsciously he knew. And did that make him even hotter? Did it make him perform better?
He would never have dreamed, however, that the other person was Mira's husband.
Maybe she had married an older man who got his kicks from seeing his beautiful young wife making it with younger studs. Jim had heard of such situations.
But when Kevin got up naked from his chair and left the darkened corner, Jim saw that he was probably no older than he was. He was a little shorter than Jim maybe five feet nine. He had the compact body of a swimmer. And Jesus what a dong! It was bone hard, stimulated from the hot show Jim and Mira had given him. And it made Jim's fair sized dick seem like a tiny worm by comparison.
"He's great in the sack, eh Mira love," Kevin said.
"Marvelous," Mira said, stroking Jim's arm lovingly.
"Show him what you can do with this," Kevin said, waving his big heavy cock at Mira. It was long and thick with a huge heavy head on it. "A little sword swallowing," he said to Jim.
"Oh darling, bring it to me!" Mira said huskily. She turned so that her head leaned backwards over the edge of the bed. Her beautiful long black hair streamed down nearly to the floor. Kevin got behind her head. He hunched down. His drippy prick brushed across her moist lips. She opened her mouth wide. Slowly Kevin eased his giant dick between her passionate lips, inch by inch, until all the mammoth thick and long cock meat was buried between her lips right down to her balls.
Jim could hardly believe it. Mira took it with such ease. And that cock had to be at least eleven inches long, besides being so damn thick!
He heard a little gurgling sound in Mira's throat. Kevin pulled his cock slowly out from the encasement of obviously hot, clinging lips, out to the base of the huge knobby head. He worked his cock back down her throat again, this time not so slow and careful. Worked it in to the nuts again.
"Tickle her pussy," he said to Jim. "With your fingers."
Jim palmed the warm and sticky pussy mound.
"Tickle it.. . tease it!" Kevin said.
Delicately Jim began to tickle the coiled damp hairs of her snatch. He felt Mira's body respond. He heard the deep gurgle in her throat which he guessed was a suppressed giggle of delight at the teasing tickling fingers on her snatch while her husband's long thick dong probed deep down her throat.
He was all hot and horny again, ogling Mira's big upraised heavy knockers, the big nipples pointed and succulently inviting.
"Tickle her coozie!" Kevin chuckled.
He pulled his monster dick carefully from her caressing lips. Pre-cum oozed from the slit. Mira's tongue darted out to lick it off. She moaned, as if savoring the taste of a delicious nectar.
Kevin pushed his twitching cock into her waiting lips again. Mira arched her back, her boobs rising higher." Jim reached up to palm one of them. "He squeezed the creamy flesh gently.
"Tickle her coozie," Kevin repeated. "Deeper!"
Jim poked two hot, slightly trembling fingers into the cunt hole, dug them between the fluttering inner lips. He wiggled the fingers around, deep tickling. He nudged the clit gently and teasingly.
He heard the deep gurgle in Mira's throat. He felt the warmth of her cunt-juice across his teasing fingers.
He stared in awe as Kevin's enormous prick worked in and out of her mouth from base of thick cockhead to root. Slowly and steadily Kevin moved his hips faster with each stroke, until he was fucking his heavy chunk of meat to her mouth hot and fast.
And she, taking it as if it were a tiny worm. Loving each cock inch of it. Gurgling, bathing it with her saliva . . . saliva running from the corners of her lips . . . cunt juice flowing profusely across Jim's wiggly fingers that probed hot cunty depths.
Suddenly Kevin stopped the wild mouth fuck. He pulled his dick free of Mira's hot lips. And at that moment a heavy spurt of cum shot onto one of Mira's big knockers. She squealed with delight at the hot feel of it on her creamy flesh.
Kevin capped his thumb over the big slit at the tip of the cockhead. He aimed the eleven incher at the other big passionately panting knocker. He lifted his thumb and heavy spurts of jism jutted free. He kept changing the direction of his spewing cock juice from knocker to knocker. Mira exulted in the hot feel of creamy cock cum splattering onto her hot titties.
Jesus! Wasn't that horse dick stud ever gonna stop shooting that gigantic load?
A big final droplet clung to the big cock slit. Kevin bent over and let Mira lick off the creamy white bead with the tip end of her tongue.
Jim still held two fingers in the deep cunty part of her snatch. Mira let her head fall limply back again, hanging over the edge of the bed. Kevin began massaging the abundant warm cock juice into her high rising knockers. He scooped some onto the big pointed nipples, bathing them with the cum from his eleven inch dick.
Mira turned her head slowly from side to side, her big heavy boobs rolling languorously to the left, then to the right. .Kevin rolled the big cum covered tits between thumb and forefinger.
Jim got busy with his cunt playing fingers, wiggling them deeper, drawing one of the fingers back to nudge the twitching clit.
"She's got the hottest pussy in the world," Kevin said thickly. "She could cum all night long. She could wear out a dozen studs."
As if responding to Kevin's words, Mira cried out.
And popped. Jim felt the cunty flow across his deeply inserted fingers.
"Make her pop again," Kevin chuckled, tugging at his beautiful writhing wife's tits.
Wiggling his fingers deep between throbbing sticky damp cuntwalls, Jim placed the palm of his other hand across the snatch. Oh man, so sticky and hot, and cunty. He just had to have some of that, taste some of that pussy again, eat into that spicy throbbing cunt again.
He twisted his fingers from clinging pussy lips. He lay flat on his stomach, his head between Mira's wide parted legs. He stared forward. Her snatch was at his nose. His nostrils flared from the rich cunty smell of it. Her back was arched and he stared up at the cleavage between the high rising knockers . . . Boobs, panting with her excited breathing.
He knew she could feel his hot breath at her pussy. Yeah, she knew she was going to be eaten again. The pussy lips quivered in anticipation. Even before he got his mouth onto it he could almost taste the fresh flowing cunty sap.
He wrapped his lips around the cunt-mound and drew at the succulent pussy, damp, hair coiled pussy with sharp, cunty odor, sucked the spicy cunt nectar from the deep, juicy cuntwalls.
He pried her pussy lips wide apart and ogled the wildly twitching clit. And sucked at it. She squealed, then moaned. He dug his tongue past the clit to swirl around squishy hot walls.. . and pulled it back to brush against her clit.. . and back and forth like that. Her moans grew more shuddery. He could feel the quiver of her creamy body.
He heard the piercing squeal. And Kevin's soft chuckle.
"She popped again!" Kevin said.
Jim pressed his face onto the hot cunt.
"Let's fuck," he heard Kevin say.
Jim was aware that his cock was hard and throbbing against the mattress. He lifted his head from Mira's pussy. His lips and chin were sticky with cunt-juice. Kevin had a big fat hard on again.
"Let's fuck," Kevin repeated.
Jesus, it'd be something to see that horse dick penetrate Mira's hot pussy!
"Ummmm, yes," Mira murmured. "Let's fuck."
She scooted all the way onto the bed. Who would go first? Jim wondered. Who would fuck her first, he or Kevin?
"A lovely, lovely double fuck," Mira said dreamily.
She lay on her side. And at first Jim did not know what was in store for him. Kevin lay in front of her, facing her. He was going to penetrate her from that position. Jim got up on his knees to watch.
Kevin rolled forward as Mira rolled slightly back until she was only partially on her side. She stretched out one long silken leg. The thick heavy knob of Kevin's huge cockhead brushed across Mira's stretched snatch. He pushed forward slowly. Jim watched as Mira's pussy sucked the doorknob sized dick head into the quivering lips.
Kevin held still a moment, the thick cockhead vanished between encasing lips of hot cunt.. . the long thick stem of his horse cock still free for the moment, throbbing, veins distended.
Slowly, very slowly, Kevin began pushing forward . . . sliding that eleven incher into her hot juicy pussy . . . stuffing it full of steaming pulsating cockmeat. Mira's eyes were half closed, her long eyelashes fluttering. And Jim could sense her sappy cuntlips, fluttering around the long thick dick that slowly penetrated the soft, sucking walls of her pussy.
His cock was twitching urgently, his ball sac tight.
"Auggggg!" Mira sighed ecstatically.
Kevin had just pushed the final few inches of dick to her. All that fantastically huge piece of hard meat, stuffed into that delectable juice filled cunt! The huge balls pushed against the coiled sticky hairs of the dark snatch.
Jim stared in awe, cock twitching, balls getting tighter and tighter until they ached.
Kevin rocked Mira gently back and forth, not moving his cock an inch, keeping it buried in her to the nuts.
Kevin cupped a palm around one of the heaving creamy breasts. Jim's hot hand shot out to cup the other knocker. They squeezed the soft tittie flesh gently. Mira's moan grew slightly louder, more urgent.
"Watch this," Kevin said thickly.
As the two men kneaded the passionate knockers, Kevin began pulling his cock from the clinging hungry pussy. Slowly he pulled the thick stem free to the deep ridge beneath the cockhead. Then only that big thick head remained inside the pussy.
Kevin slowly worked the head back and forth, from the ridge almost to the tip end, so that several times Jim thought the entire heavy knob would pop free. But it never did. It just worked back and forth like that in her craving pussy. And she yearned to have that cunt filled and stretched again with the whopping dick.
Jim could see the glisten, of cunt juice on the giant cock stem that had just plumbed the depths of her pussy. She was whimpering loudly to the tickle of cockhead on clit.. . to the teasing promise of an overwhelming invasion of the horse cock once again into her itchy, yearning cunt.
"Here, my love," Kevin said huskily.
And he shot his hips forward and buried his cock to the nuts again. Her loud moan was ragged. Her body shuddered. But she was ready for the sudden hot, hard invasion, more than ready.
She began whispering, "Oh! Oh yes!"
Kevin was rolling his hips in little arcs, pushing his balls against those hot coiled, sticky snatch hairs, pushing hard as if trying to push his dick even deeper into the gushy insides of her.
He whispered something in her ear. She laughed throatily. And she rolled forward' so that one leg extended across Kevin's side.
Jim gulped loudly, staring in awe. For the shapely silken buns were upraised slightly. The delectable ass was offered up to him. Now he knew what was in store for him. A double fuck, Mira had said.
His cock twitched extra hard from side to side. His ball sac stretched tighter.
"Use some of the grease," Kevin said. "On the table."
Jim spied the tube of emollient on the bedside table. With trembling hands he squeezed some of the grease onto his dick and massaged it into the slick skin; Then gently he poked a grease covered finger into her puckered, pinkish little bung.
Would that tiny hole accommodate his urgent hard dick? Ass fucking was something else he hadn't done for a long time until this wild evening.
He placed his hand on the voluptuous curve of her hips and went into her slowly, aiming the head of his cock up towards her spine. She gasped' sharply when he first entered her. Then he felt the membranes relax around his cock. And he slid his greasy prick into her with slow ease.
He held it buried deep in her ass, buried to the nuts. The ass flesh felt soft and caressing, yet snug around his hard dick.
"Oh god," Mira whispered, her voice heavy with excitement.
Her entire delectable, soft and creamy body shivered to the wild thrill of two cocks in her, front and back. Her big knockers pushed against her husband's chest. Keeping his dick buried deep in the snug folds of ass flesh, Jim ran his hand up the soft voluptuous curve of her hip. He pushed up from the bottom of one of the big boobs. He got his hot palm cupped around the bottom and squeezed up on the creamy tittie flesh with his fingers.
"Oh god," Mira whispered again.
Jim could feel the sharp sexy heat from both their bodies, wife's and husband's. He smelled the perfume from her long black hair.. . and smelled the cunty female odor of her.
His cock throbbed urgently. Mira could feel the throb deep in her ass, and she whimpered softly, "Ready?" Kevin asked Jim.
"Yeah."
"Let's fuck."
"Slow and easy," Kevin said. "Yeah," Jim answered.
Slowly Kevin moved his hips back so that just three or four inches of his dick pulled from the clinging embrace of Mira's pussy. And at the same time Jim eased his hips back, freeing just a couple of inches of dick from that warm snug fit of ass-flesh.
Just as slowly the two men eased forward again and they could hear and feel Mira's thrilled shudder. They chuckled softly together. They found a slow, steady fuck rhythm. Jim moved his hand from beneath the tittie, down the soft curve of hip. He stroked the palm of his hand across one of the shapely silken buns. His hot hand wandered up again to push up from the bottom of the big knocker with his palm while his fingers squeezed the soft flesh of the tittie.
Her swooning female body seemed all the more, soft, creamy, sandwiched between the two hard male bodies. Cock in cunt.
Cock in ass. Simultaneously fucking.
Slow . . . but increasingly deeper. Hips pulling just a little further backwards with each fuck stroke and the forward easy thrust driving the hot cocks a little deeper into cunt walls, into tender, clinging membranes of ass flesh.
Mira's soft little whimpers and moans were beautifully eerie. Jim's keen nostrils quivered to the sharp odor of female secretions.
He followed Kevin's lead and they fucked Mira faster, deeper, moving their hips in perfect rhythm. Dicks plunging into opposite sides of her beautifully rich female anatomy.
Kevin's cock was plunging deeper into the gushy cunt hole as his forward thrusts became more forceful and swift. And the power of Jim's gyrating hips fucked his throbbing rod into tighter, but more moist and tender ass walls.
And Jesus, he could feel that big heavy horse dick of Kevin's through the thin ridge that separated cunt from ass. He was sure he could feel it!
Mira made a weird gurgling sound deep in her throat. Jim sensed the sharp shiver that shot up her spine. He heard Kevin's low chuckle. The husband screwed the wife's pussy fast and hard. Mira cried out, fingers clawing at Kevin's shoulders.
And joining in Kevin's wild, vulgar laughter, Jim ass fucked Mira all through the body twitching orgasm. Her little asshole clamped around his deep plunging meat. Clamped around it in a warm, holding embrace. The three hot bodies stopped all movement for the moment. There was only the sound of heavy breathing. Mira had popped again. But the two men had not. They kept their cocks hard and cum full in cunthole and asshole. Two stiff pricks buried deep in female sex flesh, separated by only that thin ridge.
Mira began making a soft purring sound. The ass flesh seemed to grow more moist, hotter around Jim's rod. Her body was heating up again.
"Double fuck, double fuck, double fuck," she whispered in a kind of chant.
And the two men began giving it to her again, starting right in hard and fast this time. Kevin fucking her pussy, pulling his hips way back and lunging forward with all his strength to plunge his thick, pulsating dick deep, deeper into her wild juicy cunt hole.
And Jim screwing the exciting little asshole that stretched like a rubber band to accommodate his demanding meat. His balls began to tingle and he held fast to the soft curve of that shapely womanly hip while he pumped the heat to her hot ass. And her husband fuck fed her wild hungry pussy with his thick eleven incher.
"I'm comin'! " Jim cried. His tone was a piercing bleat, matching the intensity of his shattering orgasm, his cum spewing from his dick with bullet force, bathing the tender ass flesh with his hot jism.
"Yeah!" Kevin whispered hoarsely. And he was coming too, shooting heavy spurts of cock cream into that juice sticky cunt, shooting a load every bit as big as the one that had bathed those delectable knockers. Jim was sure of it.. . it was as big as that cock load of cum that had spewed onto the panting titties and which hot trembling fingers had massaged into the boob flesh and onto the big pointed nipples. Now another massive load of cock cum was spurting into the insatiable pussy that smelled more heavily of cunt than ever.
Ass fuck, ass fuck, ass fuck! Jim wasn't sure if he kept saying that or only repeated it to himself as he moved his hips even harder, coaxing out those final droplets of cum that tingled his balls.
And felt, or imagined, he felt, the heavy spurts of cock cum that shot from the big slash at the tip end of the doorknob sized head of Kevin's dick.
Those final spurts of jism shot into the caressing ass, spine tingling last spurts of cum, his hips shooting forward hard with final gathered strength. And Kevin's hips lunging forward, too, to spew his last drops from those massive balls that pushed against her sticky, cunt smelling pussy.
And Mira, popping with them . . . squealing . . . her soft creamy body twitching and trembling between the two hard, male bodies who lustily screwed her two hot holes.
They sighed, three heavy, loud sighs, sighs of release, of happiness, contented satiation.
Their three warm, satisfied bodies remained all tangled up, Mira's soft female body sandwiched between strong hard male body of her big dicked husband and the handsome neighbor who had so recently become her passionate lover.
The men's cocks were still plunged into her two fervent love holes. But slowly, very slowly, they were growing soft. Mira began to giggle. The fluttering pricks tickled her coozie, her asshole in a spine-tingling, delightful way. The two men laughed softly with her.
Jim heard the squishy, popping sound Kevin's cock made as it slipped from the juicy pussy. His cock slipped from the warm embrace of the little asshole. He hated to leave that snug home.
Husband and lover lay on either side of her voluptuous body. Jim nestled his face close to one of her fantastic knockers.
"So delicious," he heard her murmur just before he dozed off.
He awoke to the sensational feel of a tongue on his dick. He lifted his head partway up. Mira was sucking him off while Kevin watched.
"I knew that'd wake you up," Kevin chuckled. "Don't stop!" Jim rasped as Mira began teasing his balls with the tip of her tongue.
She laughed and sank her lips back down to the root of his dick again. My god! What was she doing? It was sensational, like hundreds of tiny little tongues going at his dick, getting him all primed again.
The room was getting light with dawn as she deep sucked at his cock from root to ridge of head. Kevin watched carefully, gently stroking his horse dick, which dripped with pre-cum.. . Watched as his wife dexterously blew their passionate hot cocked neighbor. . Jim arched his back. Jesus, he was coming! Mira took it, diving her head down fast. As his jism splattered against the back of her throat, Jim grabbed two big handfuls of her knockers and squeezed tight.
Kevin capped his thumb onto the big slash, holding back his cum. And when Mira had swallowed down Jim's load she lifted her head. Kevin gently guided it towards his dong. She opened her mouth wide. Kevin released his thumb from the slit. And fantastically heavy spurts of cock cum spurted from the big long slash and into Mira's waiting, wide opened mouth. Creamy jism spurting like a fountain into the waiting mouth.
Mira drank it down, savoring it. She opened her mouth' again and Kevin shook the remaining heavy bead of cum between her lips. She smacked loudly.
Jim fell back onto the bed. He had raised partway up to watch the show. Oddly enough, he did not feel tired, Just pleasantly languid. In a few minutes he would get up and do a good day's work. Good sex renewed, rather than tired.
"Could you do that in front of an audience?" Kevin asked after a while.
"Do what?"
"Some of the things we did . . . other things."
"I had an audience," Jim grinned. "Early on."
"I mean more than one."
"Why?"
"Just asking," Kevin said. "I'm . . . kind of an exhibitionist," Mira said. "Lucky me, living right next door," Jim said. "I like your attitude," Mira squeezed his arm. "Let's talk about it sometime," Kevin said. "Talk about what?" Jim asked.
"Could you have dinner with us tomorrow night?" Kevin asked.
"No damn it. I have a business date."
"Next night?"
"Yeah. Sure thing."
He hoped Betty would still be out of town. He was pretty sure she would be.
"I wish I knew what we were going to talk about," he said.
"Let's wait until then," Kevin said.
"This'll have time to get good and hot again by then," Mira said huskily, her hand gently stroking Jim's cock.
"Then tell me one thing, anyway," Jim said. "Yeah?"
"Just before I came over here . . . that phone call. I could have sworn it was Mira's voice inviting me. Yet, she was standing by the window the whole time I talked."
"Naked," Mira laughed softly. "To lure you."
"Yeah."
"Simple," Kevin said. "What you heard was a recording. And I played the record."
CHAPTER FOUR
There was something Betty, wanted from Gus. before she left him forever. Something she had unconsciously been seeking with all those others. She knew what it was now. And Gus knew too. She knew it because Gus knew. None of the others had begun to guess. Gus had brought it out in her.
Something she wanted . . . needed. Needed before she could go on to that second stage, whatever that second stage was to be.
Brute Gus. Yet understanding Gus. Just the right combination.
She felt so nakedly alone with him . . . His great, hulking hairy body so contrasting to her cuddly, fleshy, creamy smooth one.
She trembled inside and out. And Gus knew she trembled. He knew all about her. He grinned. Crooked grin. A chill shot up her spine.
"You gonna admit you came lookin' for me?" he said.
"I came looking for you," she answered, her voice barely above a whisper.
He stared at her with his dark, almond shaped eyes. Stared at her and grinned. Stared at her vulnerable, trembling nakedness.
He walked up to her. He ran the flat of one hand up and down the contour of her titties. His other hand played up and down the curve of her ass. Such big, hot, strong hands!
"You ain't got the greatest set of knockers in the world," he said thickly. "But man, that's some ass! I ain't never seen such nice buns."
He squeezed the silken ass cheeks just rough enough.
Then he left her. Left her standing so alone and naked, longing for his hot brute body. She whimpered softly, watching as he walked away from her. Dark hairs were at his back and coiled across his muscular buttocks. She had never particularly noticed men's buttocks before, not even Jim's. But recently. she had read that a well formed male ass was a turn on for most women.
Gus adjusted the mirror above the bureau so that it would reflect the action on the bed. So that was why he had walked away from her. Betty sighed with relief and gratitude.
He turned to face her again. His thick dick had begun to erect again.
She rushed to him. She sank to her knees. She gobbled the cock into her mouth and sucked quickly up and down on it. She heard him draw in his breath.
"Suck it, sweet little girl," he husked.
So, even to him she was a girl, a little girl.
"Go around the world!" she heard his raspy command. "Go on . . . around the world."
She looked up at him, her face a blank. He was watching in the mirror.
"Don't know what that means, eh," he said, speaking to her reflection in the mirror. "I'll have to show you."
He took hold of her firm titties. He squeezed, tugging up on them.
"I'll have to show you lots of things." He tugged hard at the titties. "Come up here."
She got to her feet, trembling more than ever. His big hairy arms wrapped around her cuddly, trembling little body. Each of the big hot hands clamped around an ass cheek and squeezed. Hard.
"Terrific buns," he muttered. "Nice . . . nice set of buns."
He was doing something to her as he talked. He was sitting on the edge of the bed. And he was easing her across his lap, backside up.
She shivered loudly. Ohhhh, her tender ass had never felt so naked, so vulnerable. And so possessed, as by those big, hot sure hands.
Rough hands . . . stroking across the slick, silken delicate flesh of her asscheeks. Rough hands, but soft strokes, at first.
Then he began squeezing and kneading the ass-flesh as he stroked. Betty went all lax and yielding. She felt one of his palms pat, ever so gently, one ass cheek. She purred softly. The pat became slightly harder. She twisted her head around to watch what Gus saw in the mirror.
Her full, fleshy little body, turned across his knees. Her beautiful, shapely soft white ass fully exposed to his probing hands. She moaned softly. And the excitement of the situation heated her cunt up more, so that her juices began to flow.
"Ah!" she sighed as she saw his big hairy, strong arm lift high. She heard the sharp sound of a strong hand, hard on naked flesh. She moaned exultantly. And at first did not feel the sting. The arm lifted high again. The sound came sharper to her ears. And this time there was the keen sting, a strange, body satisfying sting that made her cunt run juicier.
The sting grew keener as his open palm came down on her quivering buns a third, fourth, fifth time. Then her ass just felt all tingly. And whatever it was she felt, it was so new, so strange to her, it wasn't pain. Definitely not pain.
She could hear her ragged moans above the loud sharp sound of his ass spanking hand. As she watched in the mirror his strong arm became a blur, it worked so fast up and down.
"Cunt," he whispered between gritted teeth. "Cunt!"
At least he didn't call her a little girl. That thought made her laugh wildly. He spanked her silken, now pinkish ass harder because of her laughter.
"Think it's funny, cunt? Having a ball?" She couldn't stop laughing. Her ass felt so damn good! So tingly! Every nerve end alive.
She was going to, Oh god yes.. . One more loud slap of his hot hand on her burning buns and she was going to, POP!
With a powerful, raucous cry she came.
Gus was surprised and began to laugh softly, spanking her hard right through the body twitching orgasm.
She began to whimper and his hand was so soothing on her reddish buns, stroking gently again, as he had at first.
"Gonna take me around the world now?" he . asked.
"Tell me what it means," she said quietly.
"That little cunt of yours is nice and hot. Yer drippin' pussyjuice all over my knees. What you needed was a good spankin'. Now take me 'round the world or you'll get another one, harder!"
"How can I take you.. . around the world as you call it.. . when I don't even know what you mean." She made her tone deliberately haughty. But her voice trembled. She was asking for it and she knew it.
"Cunt!" He grabbed an ass-cheek roughly again and squeezed it from left to right. "I'm gonna pour it on again to that sweet, slick little ass of yours."
"Oh!" she whimpered, shaking all over.
The redness from the first spanking had disappeared and her silken buns were creamy white again.
His rough, spanking hand turned them pinkish, then rosy red once more. She watched in the mirror, her eyes half closed. And he watched too as he lifted his arm high. Then he looked down as the palm smacked tender yielding flesh . . . Looked down to see the rippling ass flesh beneath his spanking palm . . . Heard her soft but piercing and happy little whimper.. . felt the cunt juice, hot and sticky, drip onto his leg.
She was about to pop again, he could tell. And he quit spanking her while she was still good and hot.. . her ass begging for it.. . her pussy all heated up . . . Quit spanking her and gave her buns a final soft little pat and laughed gutturally.
"Oh oh bh!" she whimpered, squirming.
With a louder, hoarser laugh he dumped her onto the bed, onto her stomach. He began licking the luscious mounds of her buttocks, red, spanked buttocks. His rough, wet tongue, lapping at her tender ass flesh felt sooo good . . . so soothing!
"Guess I'll have to show what it is . . . around the world." She heard his hoarse voice; his breath was hot on her ass cheeks.
He rolled her over onto her back.
"You begin here," he rasped, his face at her snatch.
He sucked up the cunt juice from her pussy. "Ouuuu!" she shivered.
He lapped his big rough tongue across her pussy mound, dripping warm saliva onto it to mix with her female secretions. She moaned and rolled her head slowly from side to side. She stretched her legs wide and wanted desperately for him to dig his tongue deep, deep into her cunt.
But with a teasing chuckle he swirled his tongue from her snatch and began to lick towards her right hip. He rolled her over onto her stomach.
"Oh my god!" she cried, her voice all shivery and ecstatic.
His tongue was dragging slowly up and down the crack between her assc heeks. She could feel the warm drip of his rich saliva. The wet, rough feel of his tongue made her pinkish little ass tingle. She squirmed and moaned.
"Relax!" he snapped.
She went all limp, resting one side of her face on the pillow, watching in the mirror. Her titties crushed into the mattress. She knew her nipples were hard, aroused, pointed.
She watched as he worked his tongue, extended as far out as he could get it, all up and down that crack between slick smooth slices of ass flesh.
He lifted his head from her delectable buns. Her body tensed.
"Relax," he snapped again, giving her buttocks a good hard open hand smack.
She moaned softly with his chuckle as her buns rippled beneath the slap. She went limp again. He placed his strong hands on either side of her softly flared hips. He lifted her ass up to his face. He began swirling his tongue around her puckered little bung.
"Ohhh," she moaned. He lifted her up until she rested on her knees, bent over, her head still relaxed on the pillow. He pried apart her ass cheeks, exposing the bung to his lips. He dug his tongue just inside the puckered flesh.
"Ouuu!" she squealed..
He turned so that his legs were towards her head and he could work his mouth and tongue at her ass with more ease. He parted the cheeks wider and dug his tongue up the tight little bung as far as he could get it. He swirled it around the slick membrane. He wrapped his lips round the puckered flesh and sucked and blew warm air up her anus, growling softly as her moans grew more intense and shivery.
He lifted the silky buns higher. And he got his rough, hot, saliva rich tongue onto the little ridge between ass and snatch. He licked to the pussy mound, laved the rich sticky juices from the coiled hairs.
She giggled hysterically. And he worked his pussy licking, ass licking tongue faster, from snatch to bung. She began squealing loudly. Quickly he rolled her onto her back. He lifted her pussy to his face, just in time to taste the hot spicy flow of cunt juice, flowing across his tongue. He dug deep into gushy walls of pussy.
As he lapped up the cunt juice he twisted a finger into her ass hole, feeling an extra shudder as she arched her back and squealed again. And felt an extra strong and spicy flow of cunt juice across his tongue.
He lifted his head from her snatch. She began writhing and whimpering. Gus smacked his lips loudly. He wiped the rich, strong smelling cunt juice from his chin with the back of his hand.
"Around the world," he said with a crooked grin.
He got up off the bed. He shook his big fat hard cock at her.
"Oh!" she whimpered.
And with feverish haste she got up off the bed too and got down on her knees before him. She gobbled his dick into her mouth, as if starving for the taste of cock meat. She sank her watery, warm, hungry lips down on it to the nuts. She sucked fast and deep up and down, until she felt the urgent throb and stopped the deep sucks. She flicked out her tongue at the slit. She caught the sticky drippings of pre-cum on the tip of her tongue.
She kept her tongue extended way out, the clear dripping of Gus pre-cum mingling with her saliva. She ducked her head to his ass. She pried apart his ass cheeks and the sharp tip of her tongue planted the clear liquid that had dripped from his slit just inside his puckered, dark asshole.
Gus laughed raucously in surprise. She got her mouth back on his dick and sucked deep. She licked away more clear pre-cum fluid. She sucked at his low hanging hairy balls. She licked up under the scrotum, extending her tongue as far back towards the anus as it would reach.
And on around the world.
Her tongue dragged along his thigh, the side of his leg. It licked along the muscular curve of one ass-cheek. Her pussy was all heated up. Her tits were pointed and hard. She had scooted all the way back to his rear end. Her mouth flowed richly with saliva. His hairy male ass looked enticing, inviting.
She pried the cheeks wide, wide apart. Gus leaned a little forward. She could see the bung work in and out. Wiry looking black hairs coiled around the brownish asshole.
Betty's mouth watered. Saliva dripped from one corner of her mouth. She got her nose at his bung and got a good strong whiff of soap mingled with a rich, masculine hairy odor. Such a clean smell!
The bung worked up and down. She darted her sharp little tongue way up it. Gus moaned. She swirled the tongue around and found the taste and the slick feel of the membrane beneath her tongue appetizing and exciting.
Following Gus example she wrapped her lips around the puckered hole. She sucked ass. She blew excited little breaths up the warm stretched hole. The sounds she made were raw and vulgar. Gus' raucous laugh, coupled with those rude sounds of air as she blew her hot breath strong up his asshole made her sticky cunt hotter.
She began to finger fuck herself.
Together they crawled onto the bed. Gus got in the same position she had been in on his knees and elbows, his hairy ass lifted high, his big hairy balls dangling. And his fat cock twitching.
Leaning forward, her buttocks towards his face, she got her nose back at his bung. She pried his ass cheeks apart, wider than before, and was able to dig her hot, sharp little tongue further up the hole, up to where the ass flesh was slicker, warmer, and damp. And was more delectable to the taste.
She ran her tongue down the thick cord that extended from bunghole to scrotum. She sucked gently at that cord and heard his moan. And felt the vigorous twitching of his dick.
Her mouth watered again, hungry to get back into that hot cock. Little rivulets of white bubbly warm saliva flowed from both corners of her mouth now.
Her tongue swirled down the underside of the throbbing, vein distended cock. She licked around the head and scooped up more pre-cum with the tip of her tongue. "Oh Jesus!" Gus rasped.
He rolled over and flopped onto his back. She went after his dick fast cock hungry, sinking those eager, ass warmed lips down to the nuts of his pulsating dick meat.
She slobbered all over his hard cock, bathing it with rich warm saliva, sucking up and down the long thick stem from tip to nuts.
She started finger fucking herself again.
"Cut that out," Gus snapped. "Get yer finger outta yer pussy and sit on my face?
With an excited whimper she complied. Her steaming, sticky pussy settled across his face as she ducked her lips down his meat again to the nuts.
She heard the thrilled gurgling sound he made in his throat as he began sucking at her pussy. She popped the minute his tongue went up her snatch. Her squeal was muffled around his thick cock. Her body rocked so vigorously she had to stop the movements of her head up and down for a moment while her deep, hot cunt secretions bathed Gus' tongue and lips. And she kept her nose poked into his pubes, his dick all the way down her throat, throbbing away, as if it were about to burst.
It was about to burst!
He started sucking at her pussy again. And she found the renewed strength to get going on his cock again.
He came in her mouth while her lips were way down on it to the balls. She felt the hot cum splash against the back of her throat. She swallowed it down and was hungry for more, more of his spunk. And she got more. Another heavy spurt of cum shot into her mouth. She held onto it, savoring the taste of it.'
He sucked at her pussy nice and easy, drawing out all those succulent juices, while she kept her nose pushed into the wiry, coiled black hairs of his crotch, breathing in its heavy odor, feeling his cock grow slowly soft in her mouth.
He eased his finger from her asshole and began massaging the silken buns he had spanked to redness. Her pussy was spread across his face, strong smelling, rich with cunt secretions.
He speared his tongue up the tapering hole and wrapped it around her clit. Tongue and clit dueled like two swords. She began giggling hysterically around his softening dick. His cock slid from the warm encasement of her mouth. She licked at his hairy balls.
Gus lifted his legs partway up. She got her face down into the crevice, tonguing that hairy crack between ass cheeks. Gus sucked at the tender little clit. And he felt the hot breath from her squeal shoot up his asshole.
He spread his legs wider. Betty sucked his sphincter. Gus tongued her wild clit. He pressed her pussy tighter against his face.
Cunt sucking.
And Betty, sucking his ass.
And Gus' tongue spearing up again to duel with her clit. He squeezed the soft mounds of her buns. He twisted them from left to right and kept pressing that hot cunt tighter against his face.
The pussy sap began to flow again. Or had it ever stopped? It dripped from her juicy cunt and flowed down the sides of his face. He felt that sharp little tongue twisting around deep in his asshole, heard her stifled moans. Oh, was she heated up again! And so was he!
He intended to cool them both off again. He took a final deep, long suck from that delicious, face pressed pussy. Then he pushed her roughly away.
"No!" she whimpered, about to pop again.
"Sit on it.. . sit on my hot dick," he drawled.
His eyes sparkled. His cock had erected again. Ummm, yes . . . sit on that big hot fat dick . . . She'd love it! Love to spread her pussy lips around it and slowly, He beneath her.. . She felt so in charge of things. Yet womanly, too.
She straddled him. She felt the shiny, slick, wet cockhead push at the hairs of her snatch. She opened her pussy up to him, to his nice stiff prick, hot and eager to fuck her juicy cunt.
And she felt it fell that sappy pussy of hers, slow inch by inch, hot stiff dick sliding into her. Her pussy sucked at it, sucking all that throbbing meat into it.
His eyes sparkled. His lips curled in a sensual grin. He reached up and grabbed hold of her titties. He molded his hands to the curves of the creamy knockers, while she swayed from side to side, moaning blissfully, her pussy stuffed full of pulsating cock meat.
Her tits nestled big and rosy and pointy on her firm but smallish breasts. Gus got a nipple between each thumb and forefinger. He rolled them, tugged at them. Betty began bouncing up and down.
"Ride it, honey," Gus rasped, pulling at her tits. "Ride that dick!"
She bounced harder, faster. His cock lunged further, deeper into her cunt than a cock had ever been before. Their wild laughter filled the room.
"Ride . . . it.. . honey!" he gasped, pulling harder at her tits.
He was breathless, even though he lay inert while she rode that full hot cock with frenzied bouncing agility. Her sappy pussy overflowed. Sticky cunt drippings oozed down the sides of his deeply imbedded rod.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck! she thought wildly.
He let go of her swollen tits and dropped his arms loosely to his sides. Her little firm titties bobbed up and down with her fervid fucking bounces. Her hungry gushy pussy kept sucking his dick deeper into it.
God, god, his balls were tight.. . ached . . .
"You 'bout to pop your nuts?" she panted, picking up his raw language, her voice husky, sex charged.
For answer he arched his back, jerking his hips upwards as her cunt plunged down. His laughter was ragged and deep and raucous, from the sensationally tingly feeling in his balls. His jism spurted from him. She fell forward, her pussy lips gripping the upper part of his dick tight as his cock cum spewed into her. His chest hairs tickled her creamy tender knockers.
He growled loudly and rolled her over onto her back, shoving his cock deep into her pussy again.
He damped his lips around one of her hard pointed tits and bit down on it. He had already shot all his load, but his cock stayed hard up and down as he sucked deep at her tit, giving his cock to the cunty depths hard and fast.
She squealed, opening her mouth wide, but almost no sound came.
"Knew that'd make you pop again," he chuckled.
And he crushed his lips to hers. Their tongues entwined, intimate tongues that had sucked dick, cunt and ass.
She felt his hulking body relax atop hers. Her nostrils dilated, breathing in the heavy sex smell of him. His hairy body felt prickly but soothing atop her smooth, creamy flesh. She had never felt so warm, so relaxed.
And fulfilled?
Not quite.
He had possessed her. Even spanked her. And without humiliation. He had led the way, taught her so quickly to be free and wild and happy in sex. But still she was not quite fulfilled as a woman.
There must be some medium between the little girl Jim had married. And, whatever it was she had been to Gus.
But where to find it?
She looked into the mirror, saw Gus atop her, snoring softly. She watched the mirror image a long time. She thought of earlier in the evening, when she was getting ready to go out, standing naked before the full length closet mirror. And sensing that someone was watching her.
How that had excited her! Her naked boy being spied on.
Of course it was probably just her imagination. But the thought of it heated up her pussy again. She wished Gus would wake up, screw her again. My god, she was insatiable tonight!
What was Jim doing? Thinking of him made her feel guilty. But her pussy remained heated. And the hairy hulk in her arms excited her. Yes, soon Gus would wake up, all rested and ready to start again. Spank me again, Gus! (Guilt, because of Jim?) Oh hell no! It felt so good, made her ass so tingly and her pussy so hot hot hot!
Hot for a deep hard cock fuck.
And then, good by, Gus. And on to, What?
CHAPTER FIVE
Jim got home late from the business dinner, tired and sleepy. But as he undressed for bed in the dimly lighted bedroom he thought hotly of Mira next door. And of the date he had with Mira and her husband, Kevin, next night. What did Kevin have in mind to discuss with him?
He walked over to the window. The shades were not drawn and he stood there, boldly naked, peering across at the darkened bedroom window across the narrow drive. The room he had entered last night. It still seemed so unreal.. . Fucking till dawn.
He'd felt exhausted when he got home a few minutes ago. Now he felt all hot and alive again, standing naked in his bedroom window, hoping they could see him . . . exposed . . . nude.
His cock got hard. Mira had told him she was an exhibitionist. Maybe he was too. Or maybe everyone was to a certain extent. Given the right circumstances. Such as living right next door to a beautiful, sexy woman. Like Mira.
Everyone an exhibitionist. And a voyeur, to a certain extent.
He wished the phone would ring. And that sexy voice, telling him to come over.. . the door's unlocked. He wished she would appear at her window with her big creamy knockers, uplifted to the moon.
His body got hotter, his cock more throbbingly hard. He stepped closer to the window. He had the strangest feeling that they were watching him. He gave them a good look, his body naked, his cock hard, twitching from side to side. He even stroked his dick a couple of times. They were watching. Yes, he was sure of it. But they did not signal him in any way.
Because the date was for tomorrow night. He stood there for several more long moments. His pulse raced. Being watched. An excitingly strange new experience for him, exposing his nude body to the luscious brunette next door. Exposing it for her, even though he knew her husband was there too . . . Not even minding his being there.
He was tempted to jerk off. But instead he just stroked his cock gently, saving it, knowing they were there watching. He could almost hear them breathe excitedly, could almost feel Mira's warm, saliva rich mouth on his dick.
He took his hand away from it. His hard meat twitched fast from side to side. Slowly he turned his back to the window, imagining her sharp tongue twisting into his asshole.
He felt weak and hot with sexual heat. He turned to face the window again.
In the dark bedroom Mira sprawled in an easy chair. Her husband stood behind the chair. He wore only the top to his cotton pajamas. Mira's robe flowed open and she wasn't wearing anything underneath.
Kevin's hands were busy at her big knockers, molding and squeezing them. One of Mira's fingers was up her pussy. Slowly she finger fucked herself as she watched her naked, hard cocked neighbor at his window.
"Nice, eh?" Kevin said thickly.
"He's perfect," Mira answered breathlessly.
She pushed her finger further up the tapering hole as Kevin pinched one of her big swollen tits.
"We should take him with us Saturday to meet the Tildens, don't you think?" Kevin asked. "If he passes the test with Dianne and Glenda tomorrow night."
"Definitely!"
"That gang at the Tildens'll eat him up."
"Oh god, I can just see it!" Mira said excitedly.
Jim was facing them, his cock twitching wildly, as wildly as Mira's clit. He looked right at them, as if he could see them.
"Better cool me off, sweetheart," Mira said.
"Yeah, better cool this off, too," Kevin said, stepping in front of her.
In the darkness Mira reached out and felt the big hard horse dick.
"My god, I believe that thing gets bigger every time I, " He had straddled her legs. Mira said no more. A shuddery moan replaced the words. Kevin leaned into her and pushed his heavy cock all the way into her pussy to the nuts.
He jack knifed his hips fast back and forth. They were steaming and they both needed the fast relief of a quick fuck.
Over her husband's shoulders Mira could see her naked neighbor at his window, slowly stroking his meat. Was it just her imagination that she could actually see the shiny bead of pre-cum at the slit?
She moaned softly as Kevin shot his cock juice deep into her. And she popped almost at the same time. Jim took her hand from his cock, holding back his climax, holding onto his load. That must have taken a lot of self control. Had he heard their love sounds, muffled though they were?
Even if he was as insatiable as Kevin, maybe it was best he'd saved it. What a weekend he was in for, Dianne and her cousin, Glenda, tomorrow night. And if he accepted their invitation to the Tildens on Saturday Wild!
They had a late dinner in town. And afterwards Kevin drove them to a club out in the country.
"To catch the last show," he told Jim.
Nothing but small talk during. dinner. Jim wondered what Kevin had wanted to discuss with him. Surely he and Mira didn't think they needed that as an excuse for the invitation. They were too honest and open for that.
The club was several miles off the main highway. There was only a dim light out front and the place didn't even have a name. There were a lot of cars in the big parking lot out back, though. Kevin showed his membership card as they entered, but the doorman already knew him.
"You'll love Dianne and Glenda's show," Mira told Jim when they had taken their ringside table. "And tonight they have something special."
"It's always special," Kevin said.
"Yes, but tonight "
The lights dimmed. And the performing area went pitch black.
"You know them?" Jim whispered, leaning towards Mira. "This Dianne and, "
"Yes," Mira whispered back. "And you'll know them too before the evening's over."
"I'll say!" Kevin chuckled.
Soft music played in the background. The performing area was illuminated with bright lights. And standing sideways to the audience, back to back, were two stunning women. They wore flowing, floor length white robes. Both were tall, black. The tallest was also the darkest. This, Jim later discovered, was Dianne. Glenda's skin was of a lighter chocolate shade.
They were fantastically beautiful and stately looking.
Jim didn't know how talented they were as dancers. But they were geniuses at erotic body movements. He watched, flabbergasted. Even with the robes on he could see the movements of their supple muscles, the measured in and out motions of their big boobs.
Then suddenly, subtly, their robes were off and they were stark naked for all to see. And it had not been the usual, obvious, coy striptease. All at once they stood proud and nude, heads held high, big breasts lifted high, their tits rosy against the chocolate skin.
Jim's eyes feasted on the naked, majestic bodies as they stood motionless for all to see, satin smooth flesh, long soft necks, big full titties and nipples that were hard and pointed with passion, voluptuous curves of hips, long shapely legs. And dark triangles of pussy.
He could feel the lusty heat from the crowd all around him. Proud little smiles played across the naked women's faces. Their nostrils dilated, smelling the lust. And in that dingy club they stood as dignified as queens, exulting in the beautiful power of their bodies.
The music became loud, wilder, more erotic. And their heated bodies moved to its beat. Their sleek black hair was down around their shoulders. They were on opposite sides of the room. Dianne was close to Jim's table. He could see the beads of sweat on her big knockers. He could smell the erotic, strong female odor of her.
She seemed to pause in her seductive movements a moment as their eyes met. A look of understanding passed between them. Or had Jim only imagined it?
The number was over. The music ceased. Dianne and Glenda were on their knees, bowing forward. The audience was absolutely still, stunned. Then suddenly it burst into thundering applause. The two women stood, holding hands, bowing and smiling After the long, adoring tribute Dianne held up a hand for silence.
"Would one of you gentlemen in the audience care to join us?" she said. "Come on. Don't be shy.. . Why be ashamed of your body?" There was no response, just a ripple of soft, nervous laughter. "Come on, one of you nice gentlemen," Dianne urged. "Let's give the ladies in the audience a break."
More nervous laughter.
"Jim," Mira whispered in his ear. "Why don't you go on up there?"
Jim looked at her, grinning. But the smile died on his lips when he saw that she was obviously dead serious.
Me? Take off all my clothes? Expose myself to a bunch of strangers? She must be crazy . . . But the look in her eyes, telling him to do it. And Christ, how wild! The notion suddenly seemed fantastically sexy . . . up there with those seductive women. And getting as naked as they were, for all to see!
But he'd have a hard on. Couldn't hide that. He'd be so damn hot he'd want to, The idea made him weak.
"Jim," Kevin said, leaning closer to him as if to aid Mira in urging him. "This is a private club. Just about anything could happen here, and usually does!"
He felt Mira's hand at his crotch.
"Ummm, nice hard on," she said. "Go on, Jim. You know you want to."
"My god," Jim said, his voice thick. "I must be crazy!"
"Why?"
"Because I think I'll do it!"
"Atta boy," Kevin chuckled.
Jim couldn't believe he had just said that. He couldn't believe he was actually getting to his feet. It was another dream, more strange and wild than the one of night before last when he hurried all feverish and hard cocked and naked to his beautiful neighbor's bedroom.
He heard the scattered applause. And he was suddenly there, in the glare of the bright light. Too late to back out now. Dianne was smiling, holding out her hands to him.
"Here we are," she said. Her hands felt so warm and soft and moist. "Go ahead," she added, under her breath so that only those at the ringside tables could hear. "There's only the three of us."
Jim did not exactly forget that he was in a crowded club, that an intensely attentive audience was watching him. He could feel the heat, the torrid lust. But he could also ignore everyone "out there". As in a dream he began to undress, staring deep into Dianne's dark eyes.
Before he knew it, he was stark naked. The sex heavy air of the crowded club was hot on his exposed flesh. Everything was quiet except for the soft, excited breathing of the audience, "Beautiful," Dianne whispered quietly.
And she did not mean only body perfection, but the grace and unashamed ease with which he had peeled off his clothes.
His cock was hard. He was exposed to dozens of eyes. The air seemed more heated and electric with sex than ever. He was exposed in the glare, but separated from "them" too. Alone with two luscious women, yet arousing the passions of nameless strangers. Fantastic! He felt seductive, lewd, boldly uninhibited.
His cock spasmed.
There were only two women in the performing area with him, yet he felt surrounded by female flesh, soft, tender, voluptuous flesh.
Dianne's hand cupped around his hard dick. Just the soft touch if her warm hand on his stiff prick sent thrilled shock waves through all his body. Glenda was at his back. With a light, feathery touch she moved her hand up and down from his shoulder and down around the curve of his ass.
Jim stood still for long moments, letting his body be fondled by warm exploring female hands, on his dick, beneath his balls, at his back, the soft warm touch on his ass causing chill bumps across his cheeks.
Then his itchy, hot and hungry hands had to caress some of that flesh. He lifted his arms and gripped the satin smoothness of Dianne's big, firm knockers. She sighed. And he heard other heated sighs from the audience. And he knew he was surrogate to the dozens of men out there who wished they were where he was now. And Dianne and Glenda, surrogates to the cunt hot women.
His cock spasmed extra hard.
He milked the tittie flesh beneath his fingers. Slow, languorous milking motions with his feverish fingers. The boobs were so dark and soft, like black silk. He rolled the big pointed tits between thumb and forefinger.
He felt Glenda's moist warm tongue lapping up and down the crack between his ass cheeks. He gasped and tugged at Dianne's tits, pulling her closer to him. His hard cock was imprisoned between their bodies, head pointed up towards Dianne's flat belly. The underside of his dick was stimulated by the coiled, stiff hairs of her snatch.
And Glenda in back, stooped down, her tongue lapping up the crack between his quivering buns and lapping down again. Dianne's big knockers crushed against his chest. Could she feel the excited beat of his heart? He stroked her elegant shapely buttocks. His ass cheeks were being gently pried apart. And the next moment he felt Glenda's tongue dart into the bung, long, moist, probing tongue up his ass!
He felt the movement of Dianne's body and he followed it. They were moving across the floor.
This is a private club, Kevin's words echoed in Jim's mind. Anything can happen and usually does!
The spotlight followed their slow trip across the floor . . . their bodies close . . . Diane walking slowly and carefully backwards, yet seeming to know just where she was going. Jim following, his arms around her, hot hands stroking her undulating buttocks. Her big panting boobs crushed against his chest, his cock throbbing, imprisoned between their bodies. And Glenda, easily keeping up with the slow pace, dexterously scooting across the slick floor, prying Jim's buttocks wide apart, her tongue rimming deep into his asshole.
Then Dianne was leaning backwards and Jim was following atop her. He realized they were lying across a long wide table that was covered with cloth that was thick and cushy. And the spotlight was right on them!
He could hear the ragged breathing of the audience. He whiffed the cunty odor from the women's hot, juiced up pussies.
He felt Dianne's legs open wide beneath him. He lifted his hips and pushed his cock into the folds of quivering cunt-flesh. She shivered, then squealed loudly, popping as his cock entered her heated cunt that had been teeming and unfulfilled all evening. The orgasming cunt clamped like a fur glove around his plunging hard cock.
Then he felt the pussy lips quivering around it, his throbbing meat buried deep in her. He didn't dare move for the moment. He might pop his nuts if he began fucking her now. And it felt so damn good, lying inert atop her, his dick pushed deep into that cunty hole, feeling the sticky juices of orgasming pussy bathe every deep plunged inch. While back there Glenda's busy little tongue swirled around the membranes of his opened bung.
Glenda's tongue left his asshole and slid up the small of his back. He felt it glide across his left shoulder.
"Roll over, lover," Glenda's mouth was at his ear. He felt her hot breath. She dug her tongue into his ear and swirled it around. Dianne's pussy lips fluttered around his cock. . The cunty odor grew stronger! His cock spasmed. He knew that several of the women were fingerfucking themselves, heating up even more the already heavy with sex odor in the club.
He managed to roll over so that Dianne was atop him. The soft furry grip of cunt hole relaxed around his prick. Dianne lifted her hips high. His stiff prick pointed straight up. And only the head remained in the warm embrace of the pussy.
With supple ease. Dianne lifted her hips higher. His cock popped free of her cunt. He whimpered. He heard heavy sighs, as if everyone in the club could feel his frustration. His cock twitched hard and free. The thick plush material beneath his back felt soft and sexy.
His nostrils flared as he smelled the most erotic, heavy odor of cunt he had ever whiffed. He stared up at dark, coiled pussy hairs. His mouth salivated. And slowly the cunt lowered onto his face. It was Diane and her cunt had a raw, heavy odor.
He felt pleasantly smothered by it, that juicy, wiry snatch pressed against his face. She rolled her hips slowly, clever girl! And he was barely able to follow the slow, easy gyrations of her hips, rubbing his face in her dripping cunt.
When she lifted it from him, his face was bathed with the rich, sticky secretions from her cunt. She pried apart her pussylips Jim saw the pinkish, hairy under flesh. Hungrily he darted out his tongue. Saliva ran down the corners of his mouth. He made a funnel of his tongue and twisted it up her cunthole as she lowered her hips and spread her pussy across his face again.
And delectable Glenda took expert charge of his cock. It throbbed hot and full. She straddled him and sank slowly down, embedding his dick meat between the folds of her fluttering cunt walls.
He could feel her climax as soon as his dick pushed all the way in her, just as Dianne had done. He felt the rich, hot flow of juice across his cock..
Hot cunt juice rushing across his deeply implanted cock.
Hot juicy cunt at his face.
Glenda began bouncing up and down on his stiff dick, building herself up to another orgasm. Jim reached up and squeezed his fingers around her big slick breasts.
And he sucked deep at the pussy that straddled his face. Savored all the heavy, cunty secretions.
Jesus, if he could make them both come at the same time!
He squeezed harder at the panting breasts. His balls tingled, but his body knowledge told him he would be able to hold back.. . Hold back till he got them both off again.
He felt the quiver of cunt lips around his dick, around his hot tongue. Their moans were growing more raspy . . . Glenda, bouncing faster up and down.. . Dianne, pushing her delicious, sticky cunt smelling pussy tighter against his face.
The two women stared into one another's dark eyes, in tune with one another, timing their orgasms. The hot, writhing man beneath them fired such electric thrills into their cunty parts and all through their heated, trembling bodies with his hot, moist sure tongue and stiff throbbing prick.
Yes.
Now!
A lusty, stifled moan from Jim.. . Simultaneous flow of pussy juice across his tongue and across his cock.. . The women squealed, bodies rocking . . . cunt lips quivering. His cock spasmed extra hard. A rich flood of pussy secretions dripped down the corners of his lips, slowly down his throat.
And Jesus, the hot, velvet, gushy feeling around his cock.
Dianne kept her pussy pressed down against his face, letting him suck it, smell it. And Glenda fucked his cock with her cunt. Fucked it slow, making it last. She moved slow, up and down on it. She buried it up her coozie to the nuts. Then slowly rolled her hips, caressing the deep buried .meat with velvet fluttering of sticky cunt lips.
Jim writhed and moaned, balls tight, tingling, feasting at the pussy spread across his cunt juice bathed face.
Jesus, could he stand another second of this fantastic cuntsucking, cuntrucking? Ummm yeah, yeah, the tingle in his balls was even sharper.
Glenda twisted her hips in a wide slow circle, his pulsating dick pushed into her gushy pussy to the nuts. Her big boobs felt more slick beneath his squeezing fingers. Beautiful, tall, stately Glenda, her light chocolate body shiny with a film of sweat which reeked of raw, female sexuality. Her juicy pussy fucked his hot cock . . . cunt lips caressing . . . releasing the slick dick flesh . . . caressing, releasing.. . gripping tight.. . releasing.
And the raw, strong cunty odor across his face.. . cunty secretions dripping down the corners of his lips. His chin was sticky and shiny with that cunt-juice. His whole face was bathed in it.
He gurgled from deep in his throat, arching his back. Jesus, the tingle! Too much. His balls were about to break!
He heard Glenda's throaty laugh. She started bouncing up and down again to let him go. He dug his fingers into the flesh of her slick titties. He sucked deeper at pussy, throat gurgling as he swallowed more cunty secretions.
His body felt aflame. He growled and bit right into the soft cunt flesh. He heard Dianne's ecstatic cry and kept biting into the meaty pussy as his tongue was flooded with fresh juices.
And his jism spurted into the fucking, vibrating cunt that twisted and bounced on his cock.
He growled loudly again and the women squealed, popping again, while he popped his.
He thought he would pass out then. He felt so delectably smothered by female flesh. Everything was so dark he thought for a moment that he had passed out.
But his nostrils were still keen to the overwhelming smell of pussy. And he felt his cock pull free from the soft furry caress of Glenda's cunt lips.
He realized then that the .spotlight had been removed from them.
"Come with us, sweet," he heard one of their voices speak from out of the pitch darkness.
He held onto their hands as they helped him across the floor. He felt weak and lightheaded.
Kevin and Mira were waiting for him in the dressing room. They just looked at him, smiling proudly, admiringly at him.
"Wasn't he just great?" Dianne said.
"Was that really me out there? Jim said He laughed, doing all that in front of me. He couldn't stop laughing. He slumped down in the big easy chair. He couldn't stop laughing.
CHAPTER SIX
Betty was alone in the motel room with only the wild memory of Gus. And his pungent male odor that still lingered on the bed sheet. She snuggled up to that warm spot where he had lain.
It was, one o'clock in the afternoon. She had gone back to sleep when Gus had left her to return to his ship. At dawn that morning she had stretched across his knee while he spanked her beautiful, smooth ass again. And when he had her all whimpery and pussy hot and runny he fucked her long and hard again. Fucked as the sun came up and flooded the room with its light.
His hulky body hovered over her, shiny with sweat in the bright sunshine. And his slippery, cunt covered cock fucked deep into her fluttering pussy.
Her pussy felt so empty now. It ached so for him. If he could only have spent the entire day screwing her.
With a heavy sigh she got up. She examined her ass for marks from his vigorous spanking. There were none.
It was after three when she got back to her room. Her sister Alice was gone someplace. Bill, Alice's husband was still at work. And Alice's son, Dennis, had not come in from school yet.
Betty hated to be alone. She felt so fired up. She took her second shower of the day. Then she fell naked onto the bed. All at once she felt very tired. And next moment she was asleep.
The first thing Dennis did when he came home from school was to look through his peek hole into Aunt Betty's room.
Wow! She was lying stark naked atop the bed covers. And she was asleep. With feverish haste Dennis took off all his clothes. His hot young cock was bone hard and he began to jerk off.
He stopped the movements of his hands just before he began to feel that tingle in his balls. He had to see Aunt Betty from closer up. She was sound asleep. There was no one else in the house. If he just tiptoed in . . .
Cautiously he entered Betty's room. He was as naked as she was. His body was so hot, as if he had a fever. His cock throbbed and twitched.
Betty lay on her back. Her face was turned towards the wall. Good! Maybe if she stirred and began to wake up, Dennis could escape without her seeing him.
He crouched down near the bed. Oh man, she was beautiful! He had never seen a naked woman this close up before. Her firm titties rose and fell with her soft regular breathing. The nipples were so big and rosy. Dennis wanted to take one between his lips and suck deep at it.
God, her flesh .was so soft and creamy looking. He wanted to run his hands all over that luscious body. He began to pull at his meat as he stared in awe.
His eyes roamed down to the triangle of her pussy. The hairs at her snatch were slightly darker than her honey blonde hair. He wished he could pry her pussy apart and see if it really looked like those picture he had seen.
And how he wished he could push his cock into her! And fuck. Fuck a pussy. It was hot, her pussy, hot and juicy and how terrific it would feel around his cock. If only he could fling his hot slick boy smooth body atop her soft, fleshy, feminine one and wrap his lips around one of the pointed hard tits as his hard throbbing prick slid into that cunt.. . juicy, gripping cunt.. . and he could push his cock deep . . . feeling the juice flow hot around it.. . and feel the fleshy writhing of her body beneath him . . . the female feel of her under him, writhing to a deep fuck . . . the cunty odor of her as she popped with him and, Jesus! He shot his load. And what a load! The biggest and heaviest he'd ever shot. It spurted from his prick with bullet force.
Betty muttered something in her sleep and began to stir. Feeling weak and frightened, Dennis managed to get to his feet and run quickly from the room.
Betty lay still a moment when she opened her eyes. She had the strangest feeling that someone had just gone out of the room. Maybe Alice had looked in on her. She thought of how they had been together, with Gus and his friend. Her pussy heated up.
Wouldn't a nice tongue feel good there now! Or a nice cock.
She stretched. How long had she slept? She started to get up. But before her feet touched the floor she stopped dead. Large gobs of cum were on the floor, right near her bed. It was no mistaking what it was. Somebody had shot off, watching her naked body while she slept. She shivered with excitement and puzzlement.
Her suspicious were well founded then. She was sure of that now. Someone had been watching her, just about every time she got naked in this room She watched her sister's husband, Bill, carefully all during dinner. Watched for some sign from him, a signal that it was he who spied on her, who crept close to her bed while she lay naked and sleeping, watching her, That big puddle of cum on the floor by her bed.. .
Bill was tall and lean. He was nearly bald, but somehow that made him sexier looking. He had soft brown eyes, full sensual lips. It would have been exciting if she had awakened that afternoon to find him in bed with her.
Their eyes met. But he gave her only a baffled look. No look of a shared secret in his gaze. And besides, if he had been that close to her bed, he wouldn't have just stood there, jerking off. That was more like a, Like a kid! she thought with sudden insight. She shot her gaze towards Dennis. He blushed and looked quickly away from her. Why the little devil! Betty smiled to herself.
At first she felt only amusement. That child! Then she noticed that he had already grown taller than she. He had such an intense look about him. Certainly not a childish look. She hadn't really looked at him in years. Yes, he really was quite handsome. Thick, dark blond hair tumbled down his forehead.
But my god! He was only fourteen years old!
Yes, but mature looking for his age. Their eyes met again. His were soft brown, like his father's. And he also had Bill's full, sensual lips. They were moist now. How she would love to kiss them! They looked so ready and eager to be kissed. And how she would love to teach them to go down, down between her legs and plant a deep kiss into her snatch.
She felt her pussy heating up, getting wet. But my god. Only fourteen. What was she thinking?
Yes, but fourteen. The first hot rush of sexual desire, and that desire directed at her. How exciting! How overwhelming! He must be heated up all the time . . . young hot body . . . young hot cock . . . insatiable.
But only fourteen. And her nephew!
Her hand trembled as she lifted her coffee cup to her lips.
"Betty, are you all right?" Alice asked. "You seem a little, "
"Oh, I'm just a little tired. I'll probably go to bed early." She directed those final words to Dennis.
"Yes, I can understand why you're tired," Alice said.
And she exchanged knowing smiles with her husband.
How much did she tell Bill? Everything? Betty knew they had an understanding that they would have their occasional flings.
After dinner Dennis excused himself to "do his homework". Betty sat through half of a boring television program. Then at ten o'clock she went upstairs to her room.
She took another shower. Dennis could probably hear the sound of the shower in his room. Hot, hot little devil.. . so close by . . . and burning with sex . . . desire . . . for her. Her pulse raced fast. Her pussy was all hot and juicy.
She walked into the bedroom, wearing only a scent of lilac down around the triangle of her pussy. She hummed softly to disguise her nervousness. Her naked body was feverishly hot. She kept the light on and lay atop the covers. Her breaths came heavy and fast. He was watching her. She turned her head, looking around the room, , wondering at what spot was he watching?
She saw the painting, tilted slightly. She grinned. So that was it! She got up and strolled around the room, giving him a good look from all angles. She turned on the lamp by the bedside and turned off the overhead light. She lay on the bed atop the covers again. She looked up at the ceiling, titties working up and down fast with her panting, feeling herself watched, desired.
Then she closed her eyes. And waited.
Dennis was naked and hard cocked. And feeling horny. Wow! She was walking all around the room, letting him see everything! And he'd been afraid she was going to tell on him. Because he was sure she knew he had been in her room. The way she'd looked at him during dinner. Or maybe it was just guilt feeling on his part. Maybe she didn't know at all.
But something had happened between them in that look. He was sure. But he was too naive to guess what. She must be awfully restless to walk around naked like that. He'd read that women got themselves off by hand sometimes too. What if she did that now, while he watched. Maybe she would.
But no. She just lay there. Dennis slowly pulled his meat. Maybe she was asleep. Yes, she hadn't moved for several minutes. She looked like she was asleep. He couldn't be satisfied to jerk off at this distance again. Not after seeing her up close like this afternoon.
He left his spying place and peeked out into the hall. Mom and Dad were still watching television. He crept naked to his aunt's room.
He was too excited, and his cock throbbed too demandingly for him to worry about the risk he was taking.
He crouched down near her bed and stared at her naked body in hot awe as he slowly pulled his meat.
Betty sensed him near her. She could feel the heat from his young, sex charged body.
"Dennis," she muttered, not opening her eyes.
He thought she had muttered his name in her sleep. But he quickly pulled his hand from his cock and tensed up.
"Dennis," she said softly again. "Please . . . stand up . . . come closer."
Dennis' first instinct was to run from the room. But stronger than his fear was his hot desire for her. And her tone had not been scornful, but pleading and seductive.
Feeling trembling and weak kneed he stood up and took a few steps towards the bed. He was standing right over her now, beside the bed.
She opened her eyes and looked up at him. Dennis drew in his breath. He had never seen a woman look at him like that. Her eyes sparkled with frank, naked sexuality. She smiled at him. Weakly, he smiled back. And felt the spasm from his stiff prick.
She took hold of his hand. God, such a hot young hand! As soft and smooth as hers, but bigger. And strong also.
She pulled his hand gently towards her breasts. She felt the fingers open as the palm rested atop her left knocker. She had never felt anything so warm and alive before.
His breathing grew heavier. Slowly he squeezed her smooth tittie flesh with his fingers. He stared down at her snatch, aching to touch it. She shook her head, yes, understanding what he wanted.
With trembling hand he reached down towards the triangle between her legs. This would be a moment he would remember always. The first touch of his hand on a pussy! He knew he would just never be able to get his cock into it, perform the complete act. He felt too scared and inept.
But just to feel it, to feel a pussy beneath his hand.
Betty waited in hot impatience for the feel of that strong young hand there, there where she ached to be filled. With agonizing slowness Dennis lowered his arm. She was afraid he might panic and flee from the room. Several times he hesitated, as if afraid to touch it.
Then, with a heavy, resolute sigh, he lowered his arm all the way. And his big warm palm was stretched across her damp snatch. Oh god, it felt so good! There was such sexual power in his touch, despite his timidity and fear.
But he was over eager, as well as frightened. That might spoil things for both of them. She would have to lead him carefully.
Dennis swallowed hard. Oh wow! What a sensation. Her pussy was so warm and damp. He didn't know it would be so damp like that. Bet it's nice and juicy in there, he thought feverishly. He pressed down gently on her cunt-mound. He squeezed his fingers tighter around that firm tittie.
"Come to bed with me, Dennis," Betty said softly.
Dennis got onto the bed without hesitation. And he just naturally lay atop her, like he'd seen his father do it, like he'd seen in pictures. But how was he ever going to get his cock into her? He felt like he would pop his nuts any second. His prick twitched against the smoothness of her thigh.
His mouth watered, feeling her swooning, full body beneath him. He darted out his tongue to one corner of his lips. Yes, his nuts were about to pop. Sticky drippings were already oozing from the slit.
Betty saw his saliva rich tongue flick across the corner of his lips, and she knew what it hungered for. She knew, whether he did or not.
"Lick my titties," she whispered, closing her eyes. An ecstatic smile spread across her lips. "Oh, lick my titties!"
And later, she thought excitedly. Later I'll teach you an even better place to lick!
With a soft moan Dennis eagerly did as she asked. He got his tongue onto one of the slick smooth titties and licked at it, darting his tongue ' out as far as it would go, moaning, drooling, swirling his tongue around on the heaving breast, then going after the other one.
She felt his prick throb against her thigh. Boyish prick, but already mansize.. . and probably still growing.
Without being told he wrapped his lips around one of her big swollen nipples. And he sucked at it like a hungry baby. He sucked deep at the tit and then began going from one to the other with hot eager haste, sucking deeper all the time, tugging at the tit with his lips, moaning louder and louder.
And he popped his nuts. She felt the powerful hot splash against her thigh. My god, what a load! Betty repressed a whimper of frustration. For she sensed that this was not the end of it.
She held his sleek warm young body tight in her arms. She squirmed beneath him until he could feel her damp pussy beneath his prick that was still half hard.
And that hot, insatiable boy-cock began to get hard again. In another moment he was as hard and hot as he had ever been. And she felt all that hot cum flow down the side of her leg, making her hotter than ever.
She guided his full, moist lips to hers. She dug her tongue into his mouth. He was quick to follow her example. And she felt his tongue dart deep. Their tongues entwined. Gently she guided him until they lay on their sides. Then she took her tongue from his mouth and slid it down his chest, his belly, to his cock.
She wrapped her lips around his twitching hot meat, rolling him over onto his back as she did so. She sucked deep down to his nuts. She felt his whole body shudder. And his moan was loud and shivery.
She sucked up and down from head to base. The kid was moaning, his enflamed body writhing. A few more slides up and down like that and she would have his nuts off again. She glided her tongue down the underside of his prick and flicked it back of his scrotum. She pushed the tip of her tongue forward, finding the puckered little anus hole. She bathed the pinkish membrane with her saliva as she swirled her tongue slowly round in circles.
His little whimpers and moans were high pitched. His legs lifted and his prick bobbed heavily from side to side as she licked into his ass hole.
She got her lips around the cockhead and worked her mouth slowly up and down his throbbing hot young meat, giving it lots of tongue, bathing it richly with warm saliva.
She licked away the profuse drippings of pre-cum that oozed from the slit.
She fell onto her back.
"Dennis," she panted. "Dennis . . . here . . . here . . . put your face here."
She patted her snatch with her hand.
Dennis stared at that hot, damp triangle a long hungry moment. Then with a soft animal growl, he ducked his head down. He pressed his face tight against her snatch. The hairs were coiled with dampness, secretions from her inner cunt. He breathed in the keen odor of pussy.
He growled softly again, rolling his head in little circles, bathing his smooth boyish face in her hot cunt secretions. His mouth watered to get into that delectable pussy.
He darted out his tongue and began licking at the cunt mound. Betty lifted her head partway and stared down at the hot smooth bodied young animal. So eager at her pussy! She opened her legs wide. It was all his, her hot cunt.
He went after it as to a gourmet feast. The cunty smell drove him wild. He growled louder. His prick twitched from side to side. He opened his mouth wide and sucked up the cunt secretions.
Betty popped and squealed loudly, dropping her head back onto the pillow. The kid growled, overwhelmed by the ricliness of the fresh pussy juice. And he kept right on sucking her cunt. And growling even louder.
Betty felt all shivery, tingly and giggly. Soft giggles bubbled from her throat as she lay writhing while that lusty boy ate into her pussy.
As she rolled her head slowly from side to side she reached down and pried her pussy wide apart and showed him the pinkish inside, showed him the twitching little clit. Dennis ogled it, saliva and cunt juice dripping down his smooth chin.
He dipped his head down again and flicked the side of the clit with his tongue.
"Ohhhhh . . . Dennis!" She spoke his name in a shuddery moan.
He sucked at her clit. She cried out, arching her back. He pushed his tongue on into the juicier, cuntier depths.
Oh, oh . . . what a hot instinct for licking at just the right places! What a natural born pussy eater this hot young kid was!
Betty popped again. Then her pussy ached to feel his heated cock in it.
She let him lap up the fresh flow of her cunt secretions.
"Dennis," she murmured as he began to lap at her snatch with slower motions. "Dennis . . . fuck me!"
He growled again and lifted his head from between her legs. His smooth boyish face glistened with the sticky juices of her cunt.
Betty planted the soles of her feet firmly on the bed, arching her back. With a look of concentration Dennis aimed his cock to the slightly opened hole. And he pushed his meat into her, into the first pussy he had ever fucked. He pushed in a little too eagerly and fast. He buried his dick into her to the nuts with one quick push forward of his narrow hips. Betty gasped, a shiver shooting up her spine. That boy-cock felt so thick, so long and hard and hot up her coozie!
He began to fuck. With fast hard motions of his hips back and forth. What he lacked in finesse he made up for in hot young enthusiasm. The sight of that sweat drenched, smooth boy towering over her, fucking with such hot, intense haste, was fantastically exciting to Betty.
She popped again and he knew it. A grin of manly pride replaced the expression of boyish intensity on his face. And he began to fuck with more expertise, slowing his pace a little, rolling his narrow hips in wide arcs, corkscrewing his burning prick deeper into her cunt.
He screwed her to the edge of another orgasm. Then he started pumping his cock to her hard and fast again. Just as she popped, his face contorted. He. slammed an extra deep fuck into her cunt. And his abundant hot juice spurted against her womb.
He fell atop her. And she cradled his panting, smooth young body in her arms. She wanted to cry with happiness.
Dennis had come into her room a boy.
He would leave it a man!
CHAPTER SEVEN
Jim did not have much time to reflect on his situation. He didn't even try to figure out what had come over him in that club with Dianne and Glenda. He had just followed his instinct.
We're all exhibitionists to a certain extent, Kevin had told him. It hadn't bothered Jim at all, having sex with those two beauties before an audience. Hadn't it even excited him more, knowing he was watched?
And this invitation he had accepted, to spend the weekend with these people over on the coast, the Tildens. What kind of situation would that be? Knowing Mira and Kevin, as he had so quickly come to know them, and judging from the knowing little hints, it was bound to be an unusual weekend. Yet he had accepted the invitation without hesitation.
Betty had phoned to say she was staying on with her sister a few more days. So there was no problem there.
And shortly before noon of a beautiful warm day he found himself sitting close to Mira in the front seat as Kevin drove them in the direction of the California coast.
Janet and Phil Tilden were middle aged. But their bodies were in excellent shape. Late that afternoon as they lounged around the pool they wore the briefest of swim suits, as did Mira and Kevin. Jim felt positively overdressed in the dark blue bikini that Betty had always thought was too skimpy.
He found the Tildens an amiable couple. Nothing but small talk so far, though. But it seemed that everyone was waiting for something to happen.
All at once the tone of the conversation changed abruptly. Kevin began to tell Janet and Phil Tilden everything that had happened in the club with Jim and the two entertainers.
Jim staled silently at Kevin as he began the story, too surprised to do anything but blush. Then, as the story continued, he forgot to feel embarrassed by such intimate revelations. And he got hot all over again, reliving the events of that night at the club.
The Tildens listened intently, their eyes sparkling with the lust the story aroused in them.
"That's beautiful," Janet said, turning to Jim when Kevin had finished talking.
"Beautiful," Phil echoed.
There was a heated, sex charged silence. Ah eyes were on Jim, as if he were expected to do something now.
"Yeah, beautiful," he said, finding his voice thick. "But what do you do for an encore?"
The silence remained, heavy, hot.
"Oh, there are many things," Janet said, leaning forward to squeeze Jim's knee.
Jim felt his ears burn.
At that moment they could hear the faint sound of the chimes at the front door.
More' guests were arriving. Janet kept her hand on Jim's knee, looking into his eyes, while Phil got up and hurried into the house to answer the door.
Jim stood on the long balcony with the Tildens and two other couples, Marie and Sam, who were from Texas, and Ethel and Frank. Everyone was on a first name basis here. The Tildens didn't even mention a last name. Odd.
Like the Tildens, Ethel and Frank were middle aged. Ethel was fleshy and giggly. Maybe Betty would look like that when she was Ethel's age, wonderfully full bodied with creamy soft skin. Something to look forward to if only Betty weren't so up tight. He brushed thoughts of her from his mind.
Marie and Sam were in their thirties and obviously were quite rich. Marie wore flashy diamonds and Sam's big pinkie ring was also diamond.
Jim wondered what had become of Kevin and Mira. They had gone away together about half an hour ago, still wearing those skimpy swimsuits. Jim had a terry cloth robe atop his now. The sun was still high in the sky, although it was five o'clock. They'd had a late lunch so dinner would probably be late too.
He didn't notice the five telescopes on the railing of the balcony until Ethel looked through one of them, facing the sea.
She gave a loud bawdy laugh.
"Ummm, Frank, have a look see," she said.
Frank took the telescope next to her.
"That's what I call real screwin', " he said hoarsely.
Marie and Sam hastened to take two other of the instruments.
"Go ahead, Jim," Phil Tilden said.
He and Janet seemed to know what was going on without having to look into the telescopes.
Jim peeked into the vacant one. His prick heated up. Kevin and Mira seemed to be close up. Yet they were at some distance, on the sandy beach. They were naked and they were fucking.
The view was from the side. Mira's long silken legs were wrapped loosely around Kevin's waist. He pumped that horse dick of his to her with everything he had. They were so obviously insatiably heated up. Jim could almost hear the love moans, feel the body heat.
Gracefully, Mira rolled over and lifted her white elegant ass high into the air. Kevin was poised behind her, his huge cock swollen and throbbing.
He entered her pussy from the rear. The telescopes that were provided for the guests were powerful, affording a clear and close up view.
The mammoth cock slid beneath the shapely ass cheeks and into the tight fit of the hot pussy. Mira kept lifting her ass higher so that she was nearly doubled over. And the gawking guests on the balcony could see the fervid work of the stiff dick, close up.
Kevin threw his head way back, his face contorting. He dug his fingers into the tender white flesh of Mira's buttocks and gave an extra hard lunge forward.
Jim's cock was bone hard, pushing against the tight constriction of his bikini. His balls tingled and he could almost feel the hot cum which was at that moment spewing from Kevin's cock into Mira's cunt.
Kevin pulled his cock free of his wife's cunt. He sat facing the balcony, breathing heavily, leaning back on his elbows. Mira sat near him. Seductively she opened her legs wide. Kevin's cock was still half hard and it glistened in the sun with pussy drippings. Mira's exposed cunt looked juicy and inviting.
Jim was aware of his own heavy breathing and could hear the same thing from the other guests. "Jim!"
Reluctantly Jim turned from the telescope. Phil Tilden had just spoken his name.
"Jim, would you go down to the beach and tell those two we'll be serving cocktails very soon."
Jim's throat tightened. He knew what was on Phil's mind.
"Sure," he said hoarsely.
He left the balcony, left the house. He began walking toward the beach with long fast strides.. . toward Mira and that opened, inviting pussy that had just been fucked by a giant sized cock. Fucked while he watched.. . while a whole balcony full of people watched.
Strangers to him. And they're watching me now, he thought.
His whole body felt flushed and he experienced that same wild excitement as in the club with Dianne and Glenda, the black beauties.
Halfway to the beach he paused. He took off the terry cloth robe. He waited for a few heartbeats. He took off the bikini. He stood bare assed, exposed to the people on the balcony.
Strangers looking at me, he thought. Watching me through those telescopes. The women's pussies are getting runny. Janet, Marie and Ethel were all fine looking women. But Jim found Ethel the more interesting. Maybe because of the thought that Betty would have that same fleshy but shapely body when she was Ethel's age. Gotta quit thinking that. Forget Betty and the disappointment she'd become. So vapid. Such an eternal little girl.
He began to walk again towards the beach, feeling the eyes on him. And Kevin and Mira waiting for him. Knowing he was on the way, although they couldn't see him.
Mira saw him first. A smile spread across her moist, sensual lips. She opened her legs a little wider.
"You got here even quicker than we expected." Jim heard Kevin's voice speak those words. But he didn't answer. He kept his eyes riveted on the wide open, just fucked pussy. .
"Nice, eh?" Kevin continued.
"Yeah," Jim said hoarsely.
Mira's legs spread wider, as wide as she could get them, so that her soft thighs quivered. She arched her back, flinging her head backwards, her long black hair streaming down.
Her huge knockers lifted high. Jim could feel the hot eyes watching through the powerful telescopes on the balcony. He could feel the warm sea air on his naked flesh. His cock was hard, hot and ready. His mouth was rich with saliva, hungering for that wide opened snatch.
He got in back of Mira and sank to his knees on the warm sand. He wrapped his arms around her and dug his fingers into the creamy flesh of the big titties.
He eased her down onto her back and he leaned forward and over her. With a quick duck of his head he wrapped his lips around one of the big swollen delectable tits.
Mira had the soles of her feet planted on the sand, her legs still spread wide. Jim scooted his body forward, supine atop her, his midriff at her left shoulder, as his saliva drenched tongue licked down to her belly button, tongue licking inch by inch towards its juicy, cunty goal.
The deep fuck with her husband's big dick had opened her pussy good and wide and released a flow of deep cunt secretions. Jim licked around the rim of the dark triangle, delaying the pleasure of deeper licks. His nostrils flared and quivered as he breathed in the strong odor of just fucked cunt.
He pried the lips apart and licked around the pinkish furry rim. He licked up towards the twitching swollen clit, licked towards it, but for tantalizing seconds ignored it. Then at last nudged it with the side of his tongue, then sucked at the tip end of it and tore a shuddery squeal from her. He plunged his tongue deeper into the drippy pussy. It seemed to reach further into her than his tongue had ever probed before, she was so opened up from that wild deep fuck. That spicy, slightly bitter taste on his tongue was her husband's cum.
He licked into depths of slick, pulsating juicy membranes, growing softly, lapping up cunty secretions. He felt a movement of her body. And he followed those movements where they led.
He found himself on his back and she was straddling his face, facing his feet. She cradled his body between her thighs. That great slit Of pussy Was spread across his lips. And he could twist and screw his tongue way up it.
He lay inert, arms flung out to his sides, while she rode her juicy pussy across his face. The cunt hole, kept getting wider. His tongue kept twisting deeper into it as she rode up and down and forwards and back.
His face was drenched with pussyjuice. He was smothered with cunt.
Then, fantastically, the slit was wider than ever and he had his nose poked right up there, pleasurably trapped up her coozie while his tongue tip kept lapping up the hot juices.
Her pussy rode his nose, his twisting, darting tongue. She popped, over and over, squealing, bucking and bouncing harder. His breath came in little gasps and he lapped up fresh juices. His nostrils were filled with the cunt secretions now.
Just as he was sure he would suffocate, and not caring, the pleasure was so wild and unique, just then she fell forward and he could breathe freely again. The smell of cunt was still stronger than he had ever experienced except for those moments when his nose had been buried up her coozie.
She went down on his twitching cock. And he had to keep tasting that pussy while she sucked him off. His fingers pried her lips wide apart and he lifted his head to lick down the crack of her upturned, sleek ass and up into the stretched pussy.
He sucked up to the clit and wrapped his tongue around it. He fenced with that wildly twitching stem and made her pop again. He pulled her pussy down tight to him and rolled his face in its hot secretions while she worked her lips up and down on his stiff prick. His balls were tight and she sensed how urgently he needed to pop his nuts.
He could feel her expert tongue busy swirling around his swollen meat, her hungry mouth filled with cock as it worked up and down from tip to nuts.
His fingers dug into the sand. He arched his back and bit into the tender, juicy meat of her cunt. His pent up cum spewed into her mouth and struck the back of her throat. He could hear the gurgling sound she made, swallowing it down.
Jim lay panting, eyes closed. He wanted to keep his mouth pressed against the delicious pussy. But she rolled away from him.
He became aware of Kevin again. He was standing, slowly pulling his big meat. He grinned and took his hand from his cock.
"Mira's got that gleam in her eye," he said. "She'd like to form a daisy chain. But I think we better save it for a sandwich later. We men aren't quite as insatiable as a hot woman."
"A nice sex sandwich," Mira purred, and hooked her arm through Jim's as she lay beside him.
Jim tried to figure out what they meant by a sex sandwich but hated to ask. He'd find out soon enough.
"Bet our admirers on the balcony are good and hot," Kevin said.
"Yeah," Jim said slowly, looking in the direction of the balcony.
"Bet Jim forgot all about them," Mira said.
Jim didn't answer. Because he hadn't forgotten. It was with him as it was with Mira and Kevin. He knew that now. It didn't bother him at all, knowing he was watched. It made him hotter.
Maybe it was just the novelty. Or maybe, Mira hooked a leg around Jim's. Kevin lay down on the other side of his wife. Warm sand beneath him . . . warm sun on his naked flesh . . . warm female close beside him exuding sex, smelling of cunt.
He felt sensually relaxed, tired for the moment, but still sexy. An electric current seemed to flow from body to body, the three of them all tangled up. He heard the soft roar of the sea. His eyelids felt heavy and he closed his eyes.
"I was sent to tell you it's time for cocktails," he muttered.
He heard Mira's soft laughter, as if from a distance.
"Later," she said.
"Ummmm." He snuggled closer to her.
Sexual dreams.. . His nose up a juicy cunt that rode atop his face . . . big, dripping open cunt. His nose sank deeper into it. His whole face pushed inside it. His tongue distended, pushing all the way into the cunt. His face was flooded with cunt juice. He slurped up all that delicious feast of pussy. The cunt walls pulsated soft and drippy around his cheeks as he ate and licked deeper.
He pulled his head from inside the cunt, face all dripping with secretions, and he chewed at the rich-tasting damp hairs on the snatch. Then he pushed his face back into the darkness of the hot sappy cunt, streaming with succulent fluid. His quivering distended tongue licked deep, all the way to the womb. His hot mouth ate and sucked hungrily. And his whole face was surrounded by those pulsating, dripping cunt walls.
He worked his head in and out of that big hungry cunt, slow and easy as if his head were his cock. The cunty secretions flooded his face.
And he rubbed his face across the warm wet snatch, sucking up the juices, chewing the coiled, juice drenched hairs. He growled.
He woke up, still growling.
Or was he awake?
A cunt was pressed against his face. But it was not Mira's. It was smaller, less rich with cunty odor. Jim moved his hands up a pair of legs, strong, well shaped legs, smooth, young legs.
The pussy moved down from his face. He stared ' up into the eyes of a young girl. She was no older than sixteen. She wore her auburn hair in braids. She was deeply tanned and freckles were across her nose.
Only sixteen. But no child. The smile she gave him was deliciously lascivious.
Jim smiled back. He rubbed his hands up and down those long smooth legs again. He ogled her breasts. They were well formed, firm, but not big. The tits were swollen and delectably suckable. Like Betty's, he thought briefly.
But what has happened, he wondered. The sun was much lower in the sky behind him, sinking down into the sea. Mira and Kevin were no longer beside him.
"Where, ? " a question started to form on his lips.
"It's all right." Her voice was neither girlish, nor yet that of a full grown woman's. "You like to eat pussy. I've never had mine eaten before'
"You're a virgin," he said thickly.
"In that way."
Jim's heart beat faster. He ran his hands up the soft curves of the young hips. He cupped the palms of his hands around firm, tender titties and squeezed his fingers into the slick flesh.
She sighed deeply. Her lips were moist. Her eyes sparkled. Hot young girl! All fresh and sappy. Been screwed plenty. But never had that sweet pussy eaten out.
His mouth watered. Fresh young pussy for his tongue to lick and his lips to munch on. Who was she? Where had she come from? He didn't care. Come here girl, and let me eat that nice young hot eager stuff.
He knew Mira and Kevin were close up watching. He knew the others were watching. Who cared!
She slid forward so his tongue could get at her snatch. He licked at it. The hairs were soft. He dampened them with his saliva drenched tongue. And he felt it begin to warm up and the juices begin to flow.
"Oh!" she gasped, ecstatic at just that flick of his tongue across her snatch.
Just wait, girl, wait till it gets tip in you, Jim thought.
Gently he cupped his hand around one of the slick, melon ripe little buns. And rolled over with her until she lay beneath him. He got his head down between her legs. He cupped those shapely little buns with his opened palms and lifted the young pussy up to his face.
He pressed his lips tight against the furry mound, kissing it, bathing it with his saliva. And at the same time he guided her so that she lifted her legs, crooking them, and pulled her knees down towards her panting breasts.
He breathed heavily, letting her feel his hot breath at her hot young pussy, pussy so eager to be eaten out for the first time. He parted the soft pubic hairs and pushed his tongue into her vagina. He felt the shudder from her sleek, excited young body.
He swirled his tongue and followed with a circular motion of his head. He pushed the tongue in deeper. He flicked it back to nudge the side of the tiny clit which was swollen and excited. She squealed.
Teasingly, to heighten her excitement and anticipation, he pulled his tongue from her vagina and began to lick at the damp mound. He got a finger from each hand into her and began manipulating the inner and outer fluttery cuntlips. She shivered and moaned and her girlish pussy kept getting hotter by the second.
He got his mouth busy inside her again. He nudged her clit and made her squeal and writhe. He sucked at the blood engorged inner lips, sucked and tugged at them with his lips.
He played her fluttering cunt lips like a flute with his puckered lips, moving his head fast back and forth. Her little cries and squeals were the startled happy sounds of one who has just been introduced to anew intense pleasure.
He could feel the young pussy getting juicier. And he gave it some deep twisting tongue to lap up fresh tasting young girl cunty secretions.
She squealed with delight as his tongue twisted deeper into her pussy. The inner lips were all excited and fluttery and engorged with blood. Jim munched and sucked and stretched them with his tongue, growling and chuckling softly into her cunt as her girlish squeals became more piercing.
Her had her right at the peak now. And all it took was a few nudges of his tongue onto her little clit to tear the shuddery cry from her throat. And her whole cunt seemed to quiver and vibrate as it flooded with tender spicy juice for his excited tongue to lap up.
Oh yeah, he had her now. And he was going to make her pop again and again!
He laughed softly into her cunt, giving it his hot breath and the rich saliva drippings. He moved his lips fast from side to side, munching to bring the two labia together. She went all giggly, hysterical, almost sobbing with wild happiness.
He mouthed deeper, sucking, licking. She popped and bucked upwards. He got his hands beneath her silken little buns and held her snatch tighter against his face. He lapped at her swollen clit until her young body quivered from top to toe and she was about to pop again and he pulled his tongue tip from the twitching clit and gave those fluttery inner lips a workout such as he had never done before.
He worked his passionate, cunt hungry tongue fast and vigorously from side to side. Then he munched and sucked at hot cunt lips, pulling them out even further as he deep sucked, working on both labia now. And she whimpered piercingly, begging him to stop, begging him never to stop, half lifting her head, her arms, to stop him, falling back onto the sand, offering her cunt up to him to urge him on.
Weak protest and hot, happy submission aroused Jim's mouth passion to an even more frenzied pitch. He slowed his dizzying pace and leisurely lapped up some of the fresh secretions. The young pussy juice refreshed his parched throat.
He bit gently into the gushy, slick membranes. He licked at the pulsating cunt walls. She was squealing and popping again. How many times did that make? He'd lost count!
He felt her fingers dig at his shoulders.
"Please," she whispered weakly.
Oh one more time, sugar! he thought, blowing his hot breath into her cunt again.
She submitted with sweet moans, her sleek body limp and yielding, but her cunt still hot, juicy and active.
He stretched the cunt lips out extra far with his sucking mouth. Oh how she loved it! He could feel her writhe; feel her firm titties roll from side to side. He munched at the extended labia.
He tongued and sucked.
"I.. . can't," she moaned, arching her back so that her titties were lifted high.
But at that moment she did!
Jim wrapped his lips around the triangle of her young pussy and sucked up all the juice he could drain from that passionate cunt. He let her legs relax down on the sand again. She lay still purring contentedly as he lay between her legs, his face at her snatch, gently licking at the coiled damp hairs of the pussy mound that smelled so richly of young tender cunt.
All his passion had been focused in his mouth. But now he was aware of his bone hard cock, pressed against the warm sand. Ummm, to push his cock now into that sweet pussy he had just eaten out so thoroughly!
She laughed lazily.
"We gave them a good show," she said softly. "Eh?" Jim licked around the edge of the triangle.
"It made you hotter, didn't it? Knowing that Kevin and Mira and the others were watching while I had it like that.. . with your mouth . . . for the first time." Her voice was soft and dreamy. She seemed half asleep. Well, of course, he must have exhausted her.
That pussy of hers was, after all, the tender one of a sixteen year old. And he'd eaten it insatiably. She'd need a little rest before he fucked her. He'd have to hold off awhile, even though he felt his cock throb against the sand.
"You should go back," she said. "to the others."
"No," he said into her cunt.
"I want to stay here and sleep awhile." She toyed at his hair with her fingertips. "You go on back. They're waiting for you . . . I'm too young to drink," she giggled.
He rested the side of his face on her cunt. It felt warm and damp on his cheek.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"I'm Doris."
"I mean . . . where do you fit in? Where'd you come from?"
"I'm Sam's kid sister."
"I thought I detected a Texas accent. He's rich, isn't he?"
"Loaded. And so's Marie . . . my sister in law."" They were quiet a moment. "I want, " he began.
"Maybe later," she said quickly. "Before the weekend's over. But you're supposed to go back now."
"Supposed to? Sounds like everything's planned out.. . like in a movie or a play."
"Something like that," Doris said, and yawned. "Ummm," Jim muttered, puzzled. He was resigned to leaving her. And he was also curious as to what awaited him back at the house. He gave her delectable pussy a final kiss.
"I'll never forget that," she said.
"Neither will I," Jim answered. "Somebody's liable to rape you if you stay here like that."
"I wouldn't be at all surprised," she smiled.
She closed her eyes. Jim was standing now. Her young body was so desirable. His cock twitched back and forth.
"Trunk about me all the way back to the house," she said, sounding sleepy.
"If I do I'll arrive with a big fat hard on," Jim grinned.
"That's the idea." She yawned again without opening her eyes. "And I don't think you'll find your swimsuit or robe anywhere. It's been.. . " she yawned again, "confiscated."
He stared at her another long moment. She had fallen fast asleep.
He began walking back towards the house. His hard on just wouldn't go down. He searched for his clothes but couldn't find them.
Well I'll be damned, he thought. What the hell is this?
He kept his hard on all the way back.. . thinking of Doris . . . and thinking of them. I'll be naked . . . I'll probably be the only one naked!
CHAPTER EIGHT
Dennis, hot insatiable young animal, screwed Betty all through the night. He would doze off for a deep sleep nap and awake with another hard on to push into her juicy pussy that couldn't get too much.
How many times? Who kept count? At dawn he was still fucking her. Those young balls seemed to manufacture an endless supply of cum. Her cunt oozed with it.
He pressed his face against one of her breasts, tired, but still not exhausted after that last fuck.
"I've gotta get ready for school," he muttered. Betty chuckled. I'm balling with the schoolboy, she thought.
"It's not a school day," she said. "Is it? I've lost count of days . . . But it's Saturday or, "
"Oh yeah."
"But you should leave."
"No.. . One more time. Lemme rest awhile then just one more time," Dennis said.
Betty smiled, running her fingers through his long hair.
"Save it for, You have a girl, don't you?"
"Yeah. Irene." He spoke the name almost with disdain. "Well then."
"She's just a kid. She seems even more of a kid now."
Betty was quiet a moment.
"Of course," she said. A kid like I've been for too many years, she thought.
Already he was asleep again in her arms. Her eyelids began to feel heavy. And soon She dozed too. He was getting his prick into her when she woke up again. The room was so bright with sunshine it blinded her. And she closed her eyes.
At the same time as she closed her eyes, she opened her legs and pushed her cunt upwards, yielding it up to his young fuck, feeling his hard throbbing cock push into her.
He had learned control, and how to combine tenderness with passion and lustiness.
But this fuck was uncontrolled. He screwed with pure robust animal ferocity. Her well pumped, opened up pussy devoured his deep plunging fervid prick, which fucked into her unbridled, hard and fast.
Betty's warm body writhed, exulting in the wildness of this boy's fuck. She felt his teeth bite at her soft shoulders and heard his feral growl. His jism spurted against her womb. Her scream was low and shuddery as she bathed his cock with her juices.
He lifted his face from her shoulder. Pride sparkled in his eyes. He pressed his moist, soft lips to hers. And he kept his dick in her while it slowly went soft. It slid from her cunthole with a soft pop. They whimpered together.
It was over.
"I'm suppose to go swimming," he said. "With some kids," he added contemptuously.
He lay close to her. His sleek, hairless body was bathed with sweat. Betty breathed deeply of the musky odor.
"Will Irene be there?"
"Yeah, I guess so."
"Ummmm." Betty smiled to herself. "You really have to go now."
"Yeah. I better take a shower. I bet I stink."
"You smell of sex . . . of yourself," Betty said affectionately.
She gave his lips a brief peck.
"Please," she said.
"Okay."
He reluctantly got out of bed. She watched him walk across the room towards the bathroom that joined the two rooms. Sweat dripped down the crack between his ass cheeks. His backside was shiny. She had a new stirring of desire for him. But was he already thinking of Irene? And of the exciting things he had to teach her?
He did not look back at her before he went into the bathroom. She heard the water run from the shower. She felt so fulfilled. A boy that fulfilled her. A boy she had made into a man.
Gus had brought her down from that pedestal she was trapped on. Dennis had made her feel like a mature woman for the first time in her life. Was it because she had been the older, the wiser?
But a mature woman needs a mature mart.
Dennis was a man now, in one sense only. He was still a boy in years. She thought of their time together. She smiled to herself. And fell into an exhausted sleep.
She awoke, to the delicious feel of a mouth sucking at her pussy. Sweet, sweet boy was eating her again. And he was supposed to be out swimming with his young friends. "Dennis," she muttered dreamily. The mouth stopped sucking at her pussy. But she could still feel the hot breath down there.
"Sorry to disappoint you," she heard a deep masculine voice. "But I'm not Dennis."
She opened her eyes wide and lifted her head. She stared down into the face of her brother in law, Bill. He wasn't wearing his glasses. He had such sexy eyes. And he wasn't wearing any clothes either.
"Oh," was all she could think to say.
He smiled at her. His lips were full and sensual. And they were sticky with her pussy juice.
He began to rub the insides of her thighs.
"Delicious cunt," he said, his voice deep, low keyed. "And full of cum . . . That little devil must have pumped you all night."
"Yes," she sighed, and let her head fall back onto the pillow.
His breath was hot at her snatch as he talked.
"I sucked it all out of you . . . that cum . . . and the pussy juice all mixed up with it delicious!" He chuckled and licked at her snatch. "Delicious!" he repeated.
"You saw?" she whispered, her pulse racing faster as his warm damp tongue leisurely flicked across her snatch.
"That last. . . hot fuck . . . yeah," he muttered between flicks of his tongue. She could feel the saliva drip onto her pussy mound. "Yeah. I watched . . . through the peek hole . . . where he used to . . . watch me and Alice." He chuckled and heated up her pussy mound. "We knew . . . he was watching." He reached up to mold her breasts with his big sure palms. "If he was old enough to be curious he was old enough to see . . . A good way to get a sex education . . . His parents . . . loving one another."
"Ohhhh!" Betty moaned as Bill planted a kiss onto her snatch and pushed his tongue into her hole.
He swirled his tongue briefly around inside them took it out and worked it up to her belly button, up to her panting breasts. He cupped one breast with his palm and stared down at her, face to face. His lips, so sensual. His eyes so twinkly and knowing.
"I went into his room this morning to see why he wasn't out of bed. When he wasn't there I guessed. I saw the way he looked at you last night.. . I watched . . . Ummm you were a good teacher . . . You need a man now."
"Yes."
"What the hell's wrong with Jim?"
"It's my fault," Betty said.
"It's never just one person's fault. You need this."
He guided her hand to his cock. It was huge and hard.
"Dennis'll have one like this when he's a little older," Bill said, proudly, but not arrogantly. "Nobody's in the house but us," he added.
"Ummm," she squeezed the big cock, felt it throb.
"What d'ya think I ought to do with it?"
"Fuck me!" she whispered fiercely.
"Little Betty," Bill chuckled. "Little girl.. . over protected Betty."
No doubt Alice's words, she thought.
"Fuck me." She squeezed his cock harder.
"Yes," he whispered, breath hot at her ear.
She felt the big cockhead at the orifice. It poked at the pussy his son had fucked all night."". . the pussy that his lips had so beautifully drained of cunt-juice and boy cum . . . sucked clean for a fresh fuck.
She cradled his lean sinewy body between her knees, the soles of her feet planted firmly on the bed. His big dick slid slowly into her. Inch by inch, she felt her cunt filled. Halfway in he paused to press his lips to hers. And to entwine his tongue with hers as he pushed further into her with the long thick bone hard meat.
He slid his dick into her to the balls. He held still, deep tongue kissing her, saliva dripping from the corners of their mouths as his cock throbbed in the juicy depths of fluttery cunt walls.
He kept his mouth pressed tight against hers, his tongue swirling deep, as he pulled his hips back just a few inches. He fucked slow and easy, barely moving his hips. But her juices flowed in the heated cunt. And they could hear a gushy sound from the slow movement of his cock. It was barely moving back and forth, but buried so deep in her.
She moaned, wondering what it would be like when that big cock really got going.
But she was content to feel the delicious sensation of slow fuck that made all her nerve ends tingly. And was so everlasting.
She reached down to cup his hanging balls, that were so full and huge.
He took his lips from hers and ducked his head down to suck one of her swollen tits into his mouth. At the same time she rested her ankles at the small of his back. He sucked deep at the tit and pulled his hips back further. He pushed forward, not hard, but deep.
He slowly worked up to a fast hard pace, sucking at each tit in turn as he deep fucked. And they heard the lascivious sound of cock slushing through rich juiced pussy.
His torso towered above her and he pressed the palms of his hands into the mattress. Her legs raised higher and the heels pressed into his sinewy back. His hips were free for the piston like movements that drove his long thick dick deep into her, drawing more juice to the throbbing cunt walls.
He pushed into her to the balls and kept his dick buried in her, rolling his hips in little arcs. She could feel that big cock throb deep in her cunt, a cock so full, as if ready to burst. His sensual lips turned upwards in a grin as he kept rolling his hips in that arc motion, corkscrewing his cock to her pussy.
"I wanna wait 'til you're ready to pop yours," he said thickly. "I want us to get off together."
"Yes!" she panted. "Yes . . . but.. . wait.. . just.. . a little . . . "
More moments please, she begged silently, of this fierce peak.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" he chanted, corkscrewing his cock a little deeper into her with" those rolling motions of his strong narrow hips.
"Oh . . . oh . . . ohhhh!" she answered his assent-ing chants, her blood engorged cunt lips caressing and kissing his swollen hot dick.
But such a peak cannot be maintained for long, although it seems timeless. It's too intense, too savage. She lifted her head partway up. He read the look in her eyes.
And his eyes told her: Yeah I'll give it to her now.
The big fuck.
But the slow voluptuous build up. His thick meat pulling slowly from her pussy until it was two thirds free. And holding still a long sexual moment while their eyes met, twinkly, lust charged eyes. Her cunt.. . still warmed from his cock . . . but so empty now. She opened it for him, knowing to the very second when it would be filled again. And was ready for it.
Saw his Adam's apple move up and down and he gave savage little cry and lunged forward with all his strength. And she opened and was ready for it, the plunging swollen hard cock, driving deeper than ever it had before into her opened up cunt.
Her piercing scream answered his savage cry.
He was fucking a good two dozen strokes to her.. . his hips moving with piston strength . . . dick feeding her hungry pussy stroking with uncontrolled energy and force.
"Fuck me!" she rasped, staring up at his sinewy, sweat drenched torso.
His full lips were twisted in a grin of reckless sexual happiness as he pumped that big cock to the receptive pussy. Cunt lips pulsating around throbbing hot dick meat.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" She dug her heels into the sinewy hardness of his back, locking his cock tighter, deeper in her cunt. He jerked his hips back further, so that for part of a second nearly all his cock was pulled free of the pussy except for the big head. And he lunged forward again, hard, so that his thighs quivered and a shivery, passionate sound was torn from her throat.
A heavy spurt of his cum jutted against her womb. She screamed. He had his wish. They were popping together!
He fucked another spurt of cum into her sucking pussy. He kept pumping his dick to that cunt-juice runny coozie, draining his balls dry of hot squirting jism., Ohhhh . . . fuck the pussy that's been fucked all night by the boy son, now fucked deep by the father.. . fucked all night by a hot boy, now by a man. Those hot thoughts swam in her mind as the heavy cock plunged through squishy sounds, sucking cunt walls, spewing hot cum into her pussy. And she, at the same time, screaming in orgasm, thinking fuck me deep and hard with that thick long heavy man cock that was plowed by your passionate son.
His face contorted. Cords of muscle stood out on either side of his neck. She screamed again. The final lunge, backed by all the sinewy, muscled strength of his body . . . the thrusting hips fucking more spurts of cock cum into her fluttery coozie.
Another lower, more shuddery scream. She lifted her head partway up, let it drop limply again onto the pillow. His sweaty chest panted fast. Her creamy white titties heaved up and down.
He fell atop her, his laughter guttural, lusty. And she found herself laughing with him, giggling almost hysterically, feeling that heavy cock still buried so deep in her.
They were silent then. Their bodies were limp. But not his cock. Slowly he dragged it from the clinging pussy lips.
"Oh," she whimpered.
"Did you know it's after one o'clock in the afternoon?" Bill said, getting up off the bed.
"No," she said, surprised.
She made an effort to get up, felt exhausted and fell back onto the bed again.
"Get a little more sleep," he said. "You need it."
"I guess so." Instead of closing her eyes she looked up at him. His cock was only now slowly fluttering to softness.
He sat back onto the edge of the bed.
"Think you can take good care of Jim now?" he said.
"I don't know if he wants me to. I don't know if I've lost him."
She felt panicky; What if that were true? What if he had grown irreversibly sick of her virginity and decided to leave her?
She was wide awake now. She couldn't possibly sleep She was even unaware of Bill now, sitting on the edge of the bed.
CHAPTER NINE
Jim walked bare assed naked into the front room where more guests had arrived. His cock was still stiff. Think of me all the way back, luscious sixteen year old Doris had told him. And he had.. . had thought of that ripe young body . . . that sweet delicious spicy pussy that had never been eaten out till his hot mouth and tongue had gone into it, lapping up all that fresh young pussy juice, stretching the fluttering cunt lips.
There were at least a dozen people in the front room, all fully clothed. And more were going up or down the stairs that led to the balcony. And all eyes turned to him as he entered the room.
He didn't feel at all embarrassed. Quite the opposite. His cock spasmed, his balls danced. Most of the women were damned attractive, voluptuaries, everyone of them.
He didn't see Mira or Kevin and decided to look for them out on the balcony. He saw Ethel, that somewhat fleshy woman whom he saw as an older version of Betty. Their eyes locked. There was a not so secret invitation in her smile. He had to pass right by her on his way to the stairs leading to the balcony.
"Mira and Kevin up there?" he asked her, pausing next to her.
She devoured him with her eyes. Her blue cocktail dress was sleeveless and low at the bosom, exposing lots of the soft, firm creamy white flesh that reminded him so much of Betty. Youthful skin, although Ethel was decidedly middle aged.
"Yes, I imagine so," she answered.
He stared at her, forgetting what question he'd asked her.
Her laugh was husky, sensual.
"Mira and Kevin," she reminded him.
"Oh yeah."
They exchanged smiles and he left her. If only Betty could grow into such a warm sensual woman. What a lot of good years they'd have ahead of them.
Not a chance.
He felt the hot eyes at his back as he ascended the stairs. He had that same floating, dreamlike sensation he had experienced the night he had hurried hard cocked and naked next door to Mira's bedroom. So long ago it seemed. And so unreal. And now, these people he'd never even met this time last week, ogling his naked body as he walked languidly up the stairs, as if it were the most natural and ordinary thing in the world.
His body felt warm and flushed. His cock spasmed again.
He spotted Mira first. She stood in a small group. She was laughing, her head thrown back. As it had been downstairs, all eyes turned to look at him, except for those guests who were occupied with looking through the telescopes.
"You were marvelous," Mira muttered when he walked up to her. "Wasn't he marvelous?" she said, tapping Kevin's back. He was standing right behind her, looking through one of the telescopes. "Ummm," Kevin muttered, preoccupied. Cocktails were being served by a pretty maid. Also, a tray was passed around containing pills of various sizes and bright shiny colors. Jim rejected the pills and took a gin and tonic just to sip at. He was high enough, on sex.
The staring eyes and the sweet memory of Doris kept heating him up more and more.
"You ought to see this, Jim," Kevin said, offering Jim the telescope.
Jim noticed the big bulge at Kevin's crotch, so it must be something good.
He looked through the powerful telescope to see the stunning, live close up.
Doris lay stretched on the sand where Jim had left her. Her ripe hot body was being worked on by two young studs who were not much older than she was, seventeen or eighteen years old. A youth with thick curly blond hair knelt in back of her head, pinching and tugging at her tits. The luckier of the two youths, a dark haired big cocked boy, had his finger up her snatch.
Doris' back was arched. Her head and her firm little titties rolled from side to side. Jim could almost hear her moan, could feel the rich abundance of her juice across the dark youth's cunt probing finger.
Doris soon grew impatient of the foreplay. And so did her partners. She got the blonde's cock in her mouth while the other youth fucked her with his big thick sausage.
Jim felt a light, delicate but terrific sensation at the small of his back. He tore his eyes from the telescope to find Mira standing next to him, just a step back. She was gently tickling him with a long scarlet colored feather.
"Don't let me interrupt the show," she said.
They exchanged smiles and Jim went back to watch the hot sex scene on the beach.
It became apparent that Doris was by far the hotter and more insatiable of the three. That pussy eating Jim had given her had really untied her. She wore those boys out and Jim enjoyed watching every long sexual minute of it.
And Mira kept tickling him gently with that scarlet colored feather from the back of his neck, down the small of his back, down the crack between his ass cheeks and across his buttocks.
The dark haired youth lay on the sand on his back. Doris had her young pussy stretched around his big dick and was bouncing up and down on it. The blond was standing, fucking Doris' mouth with his long thin piece of meat.
Jim felt dizzy. That drink had gone straight to his head. But it wasn't just the drink. It was the whole wild crazy scene. His balls were so tight they ached. He was tempted to run right back to the beach and plunge his cock into Doris' hot little twat.
But he felt Mira's sexy nearness. The light touch of that feather was driving him crazy. Now she was tickling his balls and his twitching cock with it.
Doris was being fucked by the blond now while the darker one got his second wind.
But Jim was not so intent on the beach scene now. His thoughts were on Mira. Something was about to happen. He could feel the anticipation in the air.
But he watched through the telescope, the two youths taking their turn at fucking Doris.
He accepted another drink. He gulped it down too fast, felt dizzier than ever. And couldn't believe his eyes. Mira's big knockers were completely exposed, pulled free of her white, low necked cocktail dress.
Jim didn't know if someone had taken the empty glass from his hand or he had dropped it to the floor. Both his hands were suddenly free to cup around those big, full titties. He squeezed his fingers into the slick boob flesh, breathing heavily, his cock bobbing heavily from side to side, balls dancing.
Mira didn't say a word. She didn't need to. Her eyes were wide and bold and told him what to do. He squeezed his lingers into the tittie flesh as he stared into those beautiful dark eyes. Her long black hair fell down around her soft shoulders.
It was easy to pull the dress from her body. She wore nothing but that dress of a soft material. He pulled down on it. It peeled down easily. He gasped loudly at the sight of those added inches of creamy exposed flesh. He tugged down on the dress again. It ripped just a little on one side.
He pressed his nose into the cleavage between those huge knockers and darted his tongue out to lick at the flesh there. He followed his head down as he lowered the gown, revealing inch by inch creamy warm female flesh, his tongue licking avidly.
He was on his knees, tugging down, his tongue at the silken flat belly. She laced her fingers behind his neck and he pressed his face tight against her snatch. He breathed in a far richer, more cunty odor than from Doris' little honey pot twat.
He heard her heavy sigh and felt the shiver of her body. He knew something was going on in back of her. He pulled his face from her pussy. Her husband, Kevin, stood at her backside. He was still fully clothed. But his horse dick was free of his trousers and was bone hard.
Jim was again amazed at the size of that thing, the length and width of it, and the heavy, door knob head.
Kevin was holding a big jar of vaseline. He was scooping up big gobs of the grease and poking it into his wife's asshole. Jesus, he was going to fuck her in the ass with that monster dong!
He understood Mira's promise on the beach of a "sex sandwich" now. Jim was to be part of the fuck, like in their bedroom that night. Only the positions were to be reversed now. Jim was to fuck her pussy, while her husband pumped it into her ass.
His cock gave an extra hard spasm. Kevin dipped his dick into the jumbo sized jar and pulled it out again all covered with grease, the thick head shiny. He pushed his cock upwards toward his belly and pulled Mira back, to feel it throb up the crack between her ass cheeks.
Jim pushed a finger into her cunt hole. He got to his feet, keeping his finger pushed into her all the way to the second knuckle.
Mira's head leaned back to rest on Kevin's chest. Jim twisted his finger around inside the juicy twat while she felt the throbbing of her husband's cock at her backside.
All the guests had crowded out onto the large balcony or were standing in the doorway, ogling the three of them. Sex up the ass and into the pussy simultaneously. Jim and Mira were completely naked. Kevin was still fully clothed, but his giant dick was free for the ass fuck.
Their close together bodies moved towards the large thick mat. Gracefully they sank down onto it. Mira lay partway on her side, crooking her knee to lift her shapely elegant ass high.
Jim had his finger in her cunt still, pushing up and twisting it around while he watched the slow, careful entry of that huge thick cock into her asshole.
The entry of the door knob head into the anal passage was done with particular cautious care. But it was evident to Jim that Mira had been fucked in the ass by the horse dick before, so it would not be impossible. Although to look at that fantastic piece of meat one would think it couldn't possibly slip into anyone's asshole.
Kevin pushed gently at the ass cheek that was lifted highest, stretching the puckered little hole wider. Jim wiggled his finger around in her twat, feeling it grow increasingly warm and juicy in there.
The watchers had moved closer. Jim was vaguely aware that someone was taking pictures.
The end of the thick cockhead was at the portal. Kevin pushed forward with careful slowness. Fantastically Mira's asshole seemed to suck the head gradually into it.
There was a dumbfounded silence. That door knob head was buried into her ass. Her eyelids fluttered. Her moist lips parted and turned upwards in a blissful smile. She whimpered softly.
Jim nudged her clit with his fingertip. She whimpered louder. She wiggled her ass for more cock. Kevin pushed another inch of thick dick meat into her. Her asshole swallowed it up.
Jim got two fingers up her sappy twat. She was going to pop even before he could get his cock into her. He and Kevin exchanged nods. Kevin knew she was about to pop too.
Jim nudged her clit again and managed to push his other finger deeper into her. She squealed, big boobs panting. Jim grabbed hold of one of those big knockers and squeezed hard. Her good sized clit was twitching frantically. Jim moved one finger up and down the side of it and wiggled his other finger further into her.
She squealed again. And she bounced backwards at the same time as Kevin pushed his hips forward. The remaining thick inches of his giant cock slammed into her with one swift movement. Slammed into her while her body rocked in orgasm.
She gave a piercing cry sheer, shudder ecstasy. Guttural laughter tore from the two men's throats.
Kevin's whopper was buried to the balls in her, throbbing and hot between the snug folds of ass flesh. Jim's fingers were bathed with pussy juice.
They remained still for the long seconds her body rocked and heaved in orgasm.
She opened her eyes, then, and smiled at Jim. She still could not speak. Could only moan "Oh!" softly. But she swayed her hips in a tight little arg. and her pleading eyes asked for Jim's cock in her twat.
He removed his hand from the slick tittie. He leaned forward to wrap his lips around the big swollen nipple as Kevin rolled her backwards so that her back was atop him. Her feet were planted firmly on the mat. Jim pulled his fingers from her pussy. And he pushed his cock into her.
God, but it was terrific! At last in a pussy again! His balls had ached so. He'd maintained the longest erection he'd ever had. And now her juicy cunt caressed and sucked at all the throbbing inches of his meat.
He rolled his hips, corkscrewing his cock in deeper while he gnawed at her tit. She was stuffed full of cock, from the rear and from the front.
He took his lips from her big swollen nipple. He stuck the two fingers he'd had in her twat into his mouth and licked at them, reminding himself how deliriously cunty her pussy tasted.
He spread his hands across the big, high lifted, panting knockers and squeezed his fingers into the soft, slick tittie flesh as he began to fuck.
Fucked slow and easy in perfect rhythm to his partners.
They were like a single, perfectly coordinated unit, passionately screwing.
Jesus, what a terrific set of knockers! Jim was newly amazed at the size and softness and beautiful shape of them as he squeezed and twisted them while he slow fucked. Mira and those beautiful big boobs. And her husband with that huge cock.
A fantastically long, thick cock that fucked into her asshole. Fucked deep almost to the balls as the soft buns were coaxed backwards while Jim's cock slid from her cunt until only the head remained in the hungry pussy.
Then the hips moved upwards again and the warm juicy cunt walls caressing every inch of Jim's cock meat. And Kevin's whopper of a dick, so big that half of it still throbbed between the snug folds of ass flesh.
They were so intimate, so richly integrated, that they could silently agree on the next move. No words were needed, their bodies were communicating.
Mira had been relishing in turn the feel of Jim's cock in her coozie. And as it pulled almost free of her, Kevin's big dick invaded her ass with the full mass of his thick long dong.
Now Kevin held her tight against his pelvis, his horse dick buried to the balls in her ass. His slick thick meat pulsated against the snug walls. She whimpered and rolled her head from side to side.
And with a swift, smooth movement of his hips Jim buried his cock into her to the balls. Plunged it into her juicy twat while every inch of her husband's pole was plugged into her rear.
Jim could feel her hot body panting beneath his. All his muscles were taut, his love muscle the hardest and most taut of all.
The three excited heated bodies pushed close together, massive dick buried to the root up Mira's ass, Jim's pulsating cock plunged deep into her pussy. Cocks throbbing with full loads. Mira's cunt lips sucking, cunt walls flooded. Walls of ass moist and undulating.
Dicks stuck into her, front and rear.
Slowly the three bodies swayed from side to side. Mira was moaning, Kevin and Jim chuckled softly and answered her moans. Beautiful, sleek hot female body, sandwiched between the studs . . . Ass fucked, pussy fucked.
She squealed and Jim's cock was heated with rich flowing cunt-juice. He could feel her body twitch beneath his. He lifted his hips high and began pumping his cock to her while Kevin kept his pole pushed into her ass, unmoving, but pulsating hugely.
Jim began to cum. A heavy spurt of jism spurted up her hole. He held back while she popped. The fluttering of her cunt lips sucked another spurt of his cum into her. He began fucking again . . . fucking harder with each thrust. His balls tingled. He had more cum to fuck out of his nuts . . . more hot jism to shoot into that syrupy snatch.
She pressed back as hard as she could against her husband's pelvis so that every hot inch of his fabulous fuck tool vibrated in her quivering ass.
Jim fucked her pussy fiercely. Fucked and pumped a load into her cunt, heavy spurts of jism jutting against, her womb.
He moaned lustily and fell atop her, breathing heavily. He kept his cock pushed into her between the fluttering folds of cunt flesh. With Kevin as leader they rolled onto their sides.
Jim kept his cock in her snatch as Kevin began fucking her ass in long slow strokes, the thick pole pulling from the snug ass until only the door knob" head was buried, then pushing slowly in again. And as the giant cock invaded her ass again they could feel her body quiver, hear her heavy shivery sigh.
Jim could feel the movements of Kevin's cock up Mira's anal passage. His own cock had begun slowly to soften. But the excitement of the situation heated his nuts up again. The sea air on his naked body.. . the hot eyes devouring the three of them in their fuck act.. . Mira's beautiful, panting warm body, her insatiable pussy.
And Kevin, fucking her at such length in the ass, giving Jim time to work into his second wind. Mira, popping again, the final inspiration to stiffen Jim's cock completely. And he fucked his dick into her coozie fast and hard in perfect rhythm to her husband's speed fucking into her ass. .
Kevin's savage cry of cum release came just as Jim's balls began to tingle intensely. And there was that chain reaction they had experienced together before, popping within seconds of one another.
CHAPTER TEN
Jim stood naked by the window in his bedroom. He had just showered but already a thin film of sweat formed on his body. It was a hot muggy evening. Quite different from the beautiful weather by the sea he had left a few days ago.
Had he been a fool to come back? To his job. To Betty...Betty who was still visiting that sister of hers.
It all seemed like a wild wonderful dream to him now . . . standing here by the very window he'd stood at that night he saw Mira naked.
He could have gone down to L.A. for a few days, as they'd asked. He could have fixed it up some way with his boss. But of course that wasn't all they were asking. They were offering a whole new life style that would lead to his leaving this valley town for good. Leaving his job . . . and Betty.
That rich Texas couple, Sam and Marie, made movies, gave lavish parties all over the world. And Jim had been invited to travel with them, to share their wealth. Mira and Kevin were joining them in Dallas within a month.
I could go too . . . leave all this. Exhibit myself at wild parties.. . screw ah those fabulous, voluptuous women. Scenes from the last long weekend swam in his mind . . . Sweet, ripe little Doris. He'd had the pleasure of being the first to eat that sweet pussy.. . and sucking Mira's well fucked cunt on the beach . . . the double fuck on the balcony.
The taste of cunt was always on his lips. And he had screwed until he thought he'd never be able to move again. Then he screwed some more, amazed that his cock had stiffened again.
And that cocktail hour when he'd been Mr. Super Pussy eater. He'd been only slightly high on booze and intensely high on cunt. Naked, as he'd been all weekend except for meals. The women were wearing expensive gowns but, as he soon discovered, no underwear.
He took on ah of them. They giggled and squealed. And popped. And the room was filled with a rich heavy cunty odor. They formed a semi circle while the men watched enviously. And Jim had the fantastic pleasure of scooting from cunt to cunt and servicing all of them with his hot mouth.
The women had lifted their skirts high. He had played with silken buns and sucked, licked and chewed deep into pussy. Fleshy, smooth, creamy skinned Ethel the one who reminded him of an older Betty let her skirt fall down over his head. And Jim was all alone in the cunty darkness with her delectable strong odor of pussy.
He had felt deliriously smothered, plucking at her cuntlips . . . sucking up her ample. juices . . . rubbing his hands up and down her thighs . . . and hearing her little cries and squeals while his head was poked up her skirt.
He had licked and sucked that cunt till he got her off, her body convulsing so that he had to hold her up, grasping her silken thighs.
His head free of her skirt, his chin dripping with pussy juice, he felt wild and lusty and mean. He pulled her to the floor and pushed her skirt up above her waist. He dug his hands into the plunging neckline she wasn't wearing a bra. He pulled out the two ripe full knockers.
He pressed and twisted down on them with the palms of his hands. He felt more delirious than ever. He thought maybe he whispered Betty's name. Maybe he imagined he was forcing Betty to abandon herself just once completely to the wild and wonderful sex act.
He pushed against her inner thighs, prying her legs wide apart. She lifted her head partway up, a smile on her lips, thinking that now she would be fucked. Instead he rubbed the loose folds of skin on her snatch, pulled apart the lips. His finger found her twitching clit. He nudged it. She was all hot and horny from the pussy eating he'd given her.
She squealed. And she came.
Her head dropped back onto the floor. Surely he would fuck her now. The watching guests moved closer.
Jim pushed his finger deeper into her cunt hole. He pulled it back again and gently toyed with her clit, driving her wild with such sweet torture.
"Fuck me!" The plea was torn in a ragged tone from Ethel's parched throat.
Jim chuckled and kept toying with her clit, spreading the pussy wider. Wish I could get Betty to beg like that, he thought.
She pleaded and pleaded. Then she could no longer speak. He had her at such a fantastic pitch, without letting her go. Her pussy was all gushy with juice. She was drooling, whimpering, saliva running down one corner of her lips.
He made her pop, playing with her clit like that.
He pushed two fingers up her coozie.
"Your cock. Let me . . . have your.. . cock," she panted.
He twisted his fingers around inside her, squeezing one of her titties at the same time. Then, playing with her titties, he began teasing her clit again. Teased till she began laughing hysterically.
"Cock, cock . . . cock!" she squealed, her head rolling from side to side, her fleshy body writhing.
And then and only then did Jim fuck her, realizing she really couldn't stand any more of it.
He pushed his stiff dick into her fluttery hot pussy to the nuts. She gave a heavy ecstatic sigh as the cock meat plunged into her gushy cunt. She lifted her legs high, then lowered them so that her heels beat at the small of his back like on a tom-tom while Jim gave her a deep hard fuck, not letting up.
Not letting up, but lasting and lasting, because of all those other fucks. A great state to be in fucking and still insatiable, but able to last and last.
He satisfied that hot pussy of Ethel's, all right. She was whimpering when he pulled his dick from her cunt hole, a dick dripping and shiny with cunt juice and cum. But a smile of bliss was on her lips. She'd been satisfied. She'd had enough. His body was bathed in sweat Some body gave him a cool drink. He was being congratulated, as if he'd won a prize fight. He heard someone say in awe: "He fucked her for half an hour. I timed it!"
Jim's body was sweaty now. His cock had got hard, thinking about those wild scenes. He hadn't had a hard on for the three days he'd been back.
He walked over to the bed and lay down. Soon he heard a car enter the driveway next door. Kevin and Mira had returned from L.A. He reached over and turned on the bedside lamp so they would know he was home. He'd put his car in the garage.
I'll wait awhile, he thought. Then I'll walk over to the window and let her see my hard on. And I'll go over like I did the other night. And maybe . . . yeah maybe I'll tell them I'll go with them to Dallas . . . to all those other places. He felt wild and reckless again. He didn't care.
Why not? he thought.
When Betty paid the cab fare she hurried towards the front door. She rang the doorbell, feeling too apprehensive to look for her key in her disorganized purse. The house was so dark and silent. Of course it was later after midnight. Maybe he was asleep. But she had the sinking feeling he simply was not there. And at this hour.
Finally she let herself in. She set her one suitcase in the hall and hurried back to the bedroom. The bedside lamp was on. Her heart leaped. But he was nowhere in sight. She called him. No answer. But he'd been here. He'd laid atop the bed. The covers were crumpled. She called again. Obviously he'd gone out again.
And at this hour, she thought again, feeling hollow and terribly alone. She fell onto the bed, crying. God how she wanted him. Wanted to show him how she'd changed, what she could offer him now. Now that she was a woman.
She cried until she'd exhausted all her tears. Then she lay silent and still, memories invading her mind. Lusty Gus, giving her that well deserved spanking, fucking away her primness. Sweet hot Dennis, awakening the mature woman in her.. .
Oh give me a chance! she begged silently.
She became aware of the oppressive heat. She got up and tore out of her clothes. She took a good long shower. She put on a soft cotton robe. She still felt overheated. She suddenly could hardly breathe. She walked over to the opened window. She let her robe flow open. The night air felt good on her exposed titties, excitingly erotic.
She arched her back, breathing deeply. If only Jim were here now to sink his fingers into the slick flesh of those breasts!
"Oh god!" she sighed aloud and pushed her finger up the tapering hole of her cunt.
She gasped. She was suddenly aware that someone stood at the window across the driveway. She did not obey her first impulse to jump away out of sight. She stood transfixed where she was, her finger up her coozie, her robe flowing open, revealing her upraised titties.
She saw the unmistakable outline of a man at the window. He was watching her. Her pulse raced faster with excitement. He stepped closer to the window so that the moonlight and the stars gave her a better view. He was naked too. And Mr. cock was gigantically erected.
She had never spoken to her new neighbors. An attractive couple.
My god, she thought, feverishly shedding her robe. This was crazy. But she couldn't help herself. She ached for Jim so. And she had lost him. And it was so exciting, being watched, and desired.
She stood nude for her neighbor's probing eyes, her back arched to lift her boobs high, her chin up proudly. She let him look a good long time. She walked back to unlock the back door. She appeared at the window again. JHe was still there. She stood another long moment. Then she went over and lay on the bed, heart pounding.
He'll be here, she thought. Soon! He'll be here!
Nothing had happened sexually before Kevin spotted Betty at the window. Jim had walked over nude, hot and ready. But for some reason he soon cooled. Anxiety probably. Ah he could talk about was his wife, Betty. He agreed to go with them to Dallas, then changed his mind, then agreed to it again.
Poor guy. He really wasn't cut out for the life style Kevin and Mira led. A good party once in awhile maybe. But that was all. Too bad he seemed to be married to such a cool little girl wife.
Then he'd spotted Betty. And wow! That look on her face. So sensual and yearning little girl hell!
When she removed her robe, Kevin urged Jim over by the window but cautioned him to stay out j of sight.
"Jesus!" Jim gasped, as if seeing his wife for the first time.
"What are you going to do about it?" Kevin said.
Betty waited. It seemed an eternity. Maybe he hadn't realized she'd unlocked the door for him. But surely he would try.
Then she heard the soft sound of the back door cautiously opening and closing. She heard footsteps bare footed footsteps. She began to tremble, from fear and excitement. My god; she I must have been crazy to do such a wild thing!
Then someone was entering her room. She tensed. Waiting. He would have to leave. She had acted rashly, inviting a strange man here, inviting him without words, with her naked body. He would understand. He must understand . . .
She lifted her head partway up. She gasped i loudly. She couldn't believe her eyes.
"Jim!" she cried.
Jim, entering the room, naked as she was. And hard cocked, hot. He paused at the foot of the bed, grinning at her.
"I was visiting next door," he said. "But I think I have what I want at home."
"Jim," she whispered.
He rushed to her as she opened wide her legs. He pushed his cock into her.
"Darling," she shuddered.
He kept his cock buried in her to the nuts while he reached oven to turn out the bedside table lamp. So that Mira and Kevin would see only darkness here in this room. It had been exciting in the light, watching, being watched. A part of the erotic experience.
But now they were alone together in the private and intimate darkness. He began to fuck.
