Although Americans appear to the rest of the world as frank and open people, the truth is often the opposite when it comes to relating on a personal basis. This is particularly true regarding sexual matters.
The fact is, Americans are only now beginning to learn to discuss sex and sexuality with candor and usually that is within the limits of marital sex.
While no one is advocating sex as the main topic of conversation, and while sexual privacy is very important to most people, many adults harbor fears about themselves and their sexual behavior that could be erased if they were more aware of other people's behavior. Most of us have been brought up to be at least slightly ashamed of anything sexual, and it is frequently reassuring to discover that we are not different, naughty, or even perverted in our sex practices. In discussing sex with others, people find out how truly normal they are.
THEY MADE HIS WIFE HOT-a frank story of one young woman's approach to sexual honesty. A story with a lesson for us all.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Is everything all right, sir?" the waiter asked.
Bob just nodded and mumbled. His face reddened a little. It was hard to talk when his wife was groping his crotch under the table. She squeezed his cock again, smiling like an angel, and he groaned softly. His groan was damn near the only thing involved that was soft.
The waiter turned and walked away.
"What the hell are you doing?" Bob asked in a low voice. He reached down and tried to pry her fingers off his cock, which was getting very hard. She held on for dear life, her hand modeling the outline of his rising prick.
Pamela Parker didn't say anything. She looked at him, her incredible blue eyes glistening like sapphire, and her fingers continued to stroke and tickle the bulging wad of Bob's cock. With her other hand she held her glass of white wine, and she sipped delicately at it. Her tongue emerged from between her full pink lips, and she licked the tip of the glass for a moment, not taking her eyes off Bob's face.
He shivered, watching her, his cock almost totally erect and starting to ache a little as her fingers kept on showing it no mercy.
"No," he said in a soft warning voice when she took hold of his zipper and started to pull it down.
He looked around. They were dining at the Roman Room, the classiest restaurant in town. It was a Friday evening, the place was full, and Pam was jacking him off under the table.
Her hand entered his pants, and she took hold of his cock.
"You're crazy," he said. "What if somebody sees us? That stiff-assed waiter, for example? Or the little old lady in the mink, over at that table? I bet she's never even seen a cock! She might have a heart attack and die, just from the shock of figuring out what you're doing. Pam ..."
His voice trailed away. She was taking his prick out of his pants.
"Mmmm!" she moaned, finally, putting down her wineglass and sliding her moist, hot fingers up and down the shaft of his cock. "Mmmm, I feel like being nasty tonight! And what could be nastier than giving you a hand-job in the middle of the Roman Room? Oh, Bobby, I know it's making you excited! I can feel it right here in my hand! You're getting soooo big, soooo hard!"
Jesus fucking Christ! Bob thought. We haven't fucked for two weeks, and she gets the urge in the middle of dinner! He closed his eyes.
"Oh, dear," Pam said, "I think I've dropped my ring."
She spoke in a voice a little louder than the soft whispers they'd been using to converse, almost as if she wanted the rest of the dinner crowd to hear her.
"I'll just have to lean down and look for it," she said, releasing his cock.
Bob's jaw seemed to drop far enough to hit the edge of the table. Pamela flashed her blue eyes at him, and then she just slid down in her chair, vanishing under the table.
He looked around immediately to see if anyone was staring, but no one seemed to have noticed. He was about to lift the cloth and see if she needed any help when he felt her hands on his cock again. Both of them, this time. And somehow he knew what she was going to do, even if he could not believe it.
"Mmmmm, soooo yummy!" he heard her groan from under the table.
Bob's face went scarlet and he closed his eyes. She was double-stroking him, her palms sliding up and down the stiff, exposed length of his prick, and he could feel her hot breath flowing onto the cockshaft.
He gasped in shock as her tongue began to, lick delicately at the end of his cock, just the way she had licked delicately at the edge of her wineglass.
Her tongue moved up and down the length of his exposed prick. He was so big, so fucking hard, that his fly didn't seem big enough to let his cock stick out. He felt the zipper tabs scraping against his swollen cockshaft.
And he could really feel her tongue sliding like velvet all over his cock. His body got hotter, and he stirred uncomfortably in his chair, still looking around to see if anyone had noticed anything yet.
Under the table, Pam's mouth was busy on her husband's cock. She slurped him wetly, and it was obvious she was excited. Her mouth was full of saliva. The warm, wet juice flowed down his cock as she worked her lips up and down his prick's steely length.
He had to admit that it felt fucking good. Scary too, but very, very good.
She took his cock into her mouth, several shallow insertions of his hard meat. He slid across her wet, warm tongue, fucking toward her tonsils. Momentarily, her mouth closed tightly on him, and she demonstrated exactly what sucking was all about.
Bob groaned, and his ass twitched. He pushed his prick into her mouth, but she wasn't taking any more than she could handle, and she warned him with her teeth to cool it. He groaned again and let Pam go. She was only too happy, it seemed, to give him some good sucking.
When she was in the mood, she could suck cock. He knew he wasn't the first one she'd ever had in her mouth, but he also knew that there had not been that many guys ahead of him. His wife really was the old-fashioned-girl type.
He heard her purring and moaning and gasping a little under the table as his cock worked in and out of her mouth. She was sucking and biting just a little, taking him deeper than before, worshipping his rigid cock with her hot wet tongue.
She was hot for his cock, all right, almost savage in her hunger to suck him off.
She whipped him with her tongue. The slurping, smacking, gobbling sounds she made were driving him wild. He hadn't heard her so vocal in sex for months.
"Oh, Jesus," he whispered, pushing his cock straight into her throat. She was ready for it, and she sucked down over him, taking him home. Her mouth caressed him erotically, then she lifted her head and his cock slipped out.
"Ah!" he gasped, lunging but finding only dead air to meet his prick.
She locked her lips onto his shaft again and moved up and down his cock.
She kissed, she licked, she nibbled on his flesh. Her fingers capped his hugely swollen cock-knob, pinching it with nastily sexual directness. Pre-cum oozed from his piss-slit, and she massaged the liquid back into his flesh.
She squeezed again, and he was sure that she was getting more than pre-cum out of his cock. He felt as if his balls were clogged with the stuff, and some of it was already leaking out of his excited cockhead.
"Yes," he said huskily as her mouth captured him once more.
His blood pumped into his aroused cock, and it was sizzling, bubbling blood, just like the fluid that simmered in all of his veins.
He knew his face had gotten as red as a living human face could, but he compensated by keeping his eyes shut tightly. Maybe he could pretend that nobody else in the Roman Room had yet noticed what was going on under the table.
He heard a throat-clearing, but it was from above, not under, the table. The waiter had come back.
Bob tried to listen to what the man was saying, but he found it difficult to concentrate. Pamela was deep-throating his cock again, sloshing him in and out of her mouth, sucking all the way down to the fly of his pants.
His cock throbbed. Her tongue massaged him, her cheeks siphoned hard at his burning, rigid prick. Bob moved restlessly in his chair, pushing cock into Pam's hungry mouth.
He still couldn't believe she was actually doing this to him, but the excitement swelling inside his prick was too real to be a fantasy. Her teeth gnawed gently but insistently at the sides of his cockshaft, and his big cum-vein enlarged.
He felt a dribble of jism leak from his cock, onto her tongue.
"Oh," he said in a choked voice, certain that he was going to blow his nuts.
"Sir," the waiter said.
Bob forced himself to look up. His eyes were out of focus. He heard the man say something about the wine.
"Uh, Lam-Lambrusco," Bob stammered, reaching under the table to touch Pam's head as she continued to wolf down his cock. "Lambrusco is f-f-fine--"
"With seafood?" the waiter asked, sounding personally offended at the idea.
Bob wasn't listening. He just nodded and closed his eyes again. Pam's mouth was slamming all the way down his throbbing cockshaft and there was no way he could avoid pouring a hot sticky load of jism down her throat.
The waiter went away shaking his head, and Bob put both hands under the table, guiding Pamela while she ate him.
He wished to hell he could see her face, see the suck-hunger gleaming in her blue eyes, the saliva drooling from her wet mouth as she gobbled his cock up and down, sucking him hotly into her wet throat.
He was panting harder as his cock grew closer and closer to orgasm. He looked around and saw that some of the people at nearby tables were looking oddly at him. Fuck you! he thought, running his fingers through Pam's luxuriant blonde hair, massaging her skull while she massaged his throbbing prick. If you knew why I was panting, you'd all be green with envy!
"Yes, oh, shit yes!" he moaned, leaning back in his chair and pumping his cock into her hungry wet mouth.
She sucked down hard, and her lips clung to his flesh. Her teeth scraped his cum-vein, her tongue flogged the tip of his prick, and then he slid deeply, burying himself in her throat. She tightened everything she had, and she started to hum around his imbedded cock, and there was no fucking way Bob could resist.
"Oh!" he groaned, much louder than he should have. But it was too late to worry. His cock exploded, and the cum gushed into Pamela's sucking throat.
She sucked him all the while he shot, and she kept on humming around his cock, spurring more and more jism from the tip of his twitching prick. He ached from the effort of squirting his cum into her mouth, but it was a hot, satisfying kind of ache. He moaned softly with each separate squirt of his cock. She moaned a little too, eating down his lust-offering with her hungry active mouth and throat.
His prick throbbed, swelled, and gushed, and her mouth sucked furiously. Even after he'd emptied his balls, he could not will his prick to go soft. Her lips nursed at it, siphoning every drop of cum he could bring forth, and she continued to eat at him even after he'd gone dry and his prick pulsated in jismless frustration.
She tucked his cock back inside his pants, kissing it goodbye, and he put his hands on the table, gripping it fiercely. The swollen lump of cock inside his pants was agonizingly hard, dying for still more of what she had just given him.
Slowly she came up, moving delicately into her seat. He looked at her.
"You've got some cum on your chin!" he whispered. Her mouth glistened with the sticky goo of his discharge. He knew he'd poured a gallon of cum into her. He felt as if he could do it all over again.
She rubbed the sticky wet spot with the side of her finger, and then she smiled at him and slid the finger across her lips. He could hear her sucking the excess cum off her flesh.
"That was fun," she said. "What did the waiter want?"
CHAPTER TWO
An hour later, in the car, they were finally alone enough for Bob to bring up the subject of what had happened in the restaurant. But before he could get the words out of his mouth, Pamela lifted her skirt.
"Oh, dear," she said. "I completely forgot to put on my panties when I was getting dressed!
Just look!"
Framed below her garter belt and above her stocking tops was the blonde fuzz of her uncovered cunt. A streetlight, shining through the car's front window, illuminated Pam's crotch.
"No wonder I was so horny!" she whimpered, reaching down to touch herself.
Bob gulped, watching her fingers come to rest on the soft-furred bun of her pussy. She stared frankly at him as she rubbed her labia, and even in the indirect light, he could see the sheen of dampness on her cunt, especially when she peeled back her cuntlips and exposed the shiny pink interior of her cunt.
"Do you want to touch me?" she asked. "It's the least you could do, after I was so nice to you during dinner!"
He didn't have to be asked twice. He reached down and stroked her fuzzy cunt, opening the cuntlips for himself, slipping a finger in to test the liquid heat of her arousal.
"Ohhhh!" she moaned, leaning back on the front seat as he caressed her stiffened clit. It was hotter than he could ever remember it being, and it was standing at attention already.
He plied the rubbery button, and she sighed her pleasure. Her legs flexed against his hand, trapping him in the heated sweetness of her pussy area.
"I love it when you tickle my pussy!" she gasped, moving her cunt against his finger and hand. Wetness was leaking from her. His finger eased into the primed, juicy snugness of her fuck-hole, and he felt her cunt begin to contract and ripple along his probing finger's length.
He pushed deeper, and the heat of her cunt almost astonished him. She was rocking on the front seat, milking his finger with her hot wet cunt.
"Let's fuck!" she whispered, guiding his hand. With her other hand she reached for his crotch. His prick was rigid inside his pants. She stroked the outline, using her fingertip to tickle him provocatively.
"I mean it," she said. "Let's fuck! Right here! In the car! In the Roman Room parking lot!"
He'd almost forgotten where they were. He could hear footsteps and voices of people walking past the car. The moon was full, and they were parked in the glow of a streetlamp. He thought surely a cop would come along and bust them for public indecency.
But his finger was stuffed up her rippling pussy, and her oozy juices were flowing out of her like piss onto his hand.
He could smell the funky aroma of her cunt. His nostrils twitched, and his cock got even harder where she was stroking it inside his pants.
He worked his finger in and out of her pussy, and she moaned, reaching with both hands for his zipper.
"I wanna fuck," she said hoarsely, erotically, licking her lips as she stared into his face. "I wanna get fucked right here in the car, right here in the goddamned parking lot!"
Then she had his cock out, and it was sticking up as big as a fencepost. Her slim fingers encircled the bare projection of his prick, stroking the outer flesh up and down. He was thrusting into her hand, and her pussy was going crazy around his finger.
"This is so fucking insane," he said. "We can't do this. Why are you acting this way tonight, Pam?"
"I've been nice all my life!" she whispered, leaning close to kiss him. He was sure he could sense the presence of his cum on her tongue, left over from the blowjob inside the restaurant.
She looked at him with a lustful glitter in her sparkling eyes. "I think it would be fun to be nasty for a while. Admit it-you went wild when I sucked you off, didn't you? Have you ever gotten a hotter blowjob than that in your whole life?" Bob shook his head.
"It was hot," he said. "And so goddamn fantastically sexy, too!"
"Let's do something else that's totally crazy and spontaneous and naughty, Bobby!" she whispered, stroking his cock heatedly with both of her small, warm, nimble-fingered hands. His own fingers moved in and out of her ripe, slick cunt.
"Mmmm, your cock is so big and hard and excited, and you can tell how hot my pussy is! C'mon and fuck me, baby! Fuuuuuuuck me!" she moaned, her voice rising almost to a wail.
It was too late to turn back. He just hoped there were no cops around. His cock ached and strained to bury itself in her sweet wet cunt.
Pam rose from the seat, and Bob slid onto it, while she held her dress up. He moved into position and she came down atop him, her wet hot pussy poking the tip of his swollen, excited cock. He could feel her cuntlips snapping at the end of his cock. It made him want to fuck her in the worst way.
"Oh, yes," she said, sliding her cunt back and forth across the end of his prick. "But I don't want you to tease me with it-I want you to fuck me with it!"
He thrust upward, and his cock-knob parted the gash of her cunt. She was as loose as butter inside, and he fucked into her hole as she thrust herself down upon him. "Oh, fuck!" Pam gasped. "That's ittttt!"
He filled his hands with her tits, opening the front of her dress to get at them. Under the dress she was wearing a silk camisole. No bra. Just the little pink nothing of silk and lace between Bob and her sweet firm tits with their big, pink nipples.
Her nipples were hot and rigid through the thin silk. He pulled the top down and pawed lustfully at her heaving tits, his fingers squeezing insistently at the nipples. He could feel the sweat oozing from the pores of her skin, making her almost too slippery to hang onto.
Her cunt was just as wet, but the more he fucked into her, the tighter she got, and the more pleasure his cock felt, screwing up into her hot excited pussy.
She was sitting on his lap now, bouncing up and down as he filled and refilled her throbbing pussy with his prick. The car rocked and bounced.
No one walking by could have missed out on what was going on inside the automobile, but it was far too late to worry or care. Pam moaned as she received his fucking, and Bob Parker was doing some moaning of his own. He'd never felt her so hot, so tight, so wet, so desperate for his cock.
Bob had thought the need to squirt his cum down her throat an hour before had been the craziest, wildest desire he'd ever experienced, but the sensation of fucking her in the car made even the restaurant suck-off seem like child's play. Their sex life had been slowly going to the dogs the past several months, but it had never been as hot as it was right now. He didn't know the reason, but he was satisfied with the results.
Pam moved her pussy up and down, milking his cock lustily. Bob squeezed her tits.
"Pam, honey, I can't last much longer!"
"I'm gonna come too," she said. "Oh, Bobby, baby, you're fucking the come right out of me!"
She popped just before he did. Her pussy clamped on him, almost breaking his cock in half, but somehow he found the strength to shove it up her a few more times, enough to make her climax go from exciting to fantastic. Her body vibrated, and her pussy was like a mad sucking mouth around his cock.
"Yes!" she gasped. "Oh, yesssss!"
He thrust in one more time, and then his cock exploded, spilling cum thickly into her cunt.
He howled like a coyote as his prick unloaded, and it was hard to believe that he had filled her mouth with his jism no more than an hour before. He blasted what felt like a gallon of hot sticky cum up his wife's pussy, and the stuff ran back out of her cunt to soak his still-thrusting cock as he continued to pound his way up her pussy.
"I mean it," Pam said later, at home in bed.
She was all over him again, her lithe naked body rubbing his, her pussy-hair tickling his prick.
At twenty-seven, Pam was five-six in her bare feet, slim in all the right places, and curvy in all the right places. Her tits weren't big, but they were high and firm.
Bob's fingers stroked back and forth over her nipples. He had his thigh between her long smooth legs, and she worked the hot box of her pussy up and down, back and forth, along his hairy flesh. He could feel the wetness oozing out of her cunt, soaking his skin, and the feel and the smell of her pussyjuice was driving him crazy.
She was working her face through the hairs on his chest, biting at his nipples, driving him wild when she used her teeth and tongue on him there. She licked his armpit while her hand stroked up and down on the shaft of his cock, and he strained and moaned softly in her luscious embrace.
He had suddenly remembered what the magic of marriage was really all about, and he was dying to get his cock back into Pam's ripe tight cunt.
She lay back, sighing, her hand continuing to work his cock. It made him think of the blowjob she'd given him under the table at the restaurant, and he closed his eyes a moment, reliving the sweet, sexy thrill of squirting hot cum into Pam's mouth in the middle of a public restaurant.
Pam's voice brought him back to the present.
"I want to do exciting things! I want to have adventures! Do you know what I'm talking about? We've been married for three years, Bobby! We're in a rut! Haven't you felt that, too?"
He was almost too embarrassed to look at her. He just shook his head.
"I guess so, sort of," he said, cupping her tits and pulling the pink nipples until they stretched out long and stiff between his fingertips.
"While I was sitting with you at the restaurant," Pamela said, "it occurred to me that the most outrageous thing I could imagine was for me to start playing with your cock. And then I wondered if I could actually go down on you in the middle of the restaurant. And I did! That was an adventure! You know how much it turned me on! I showed you in the car, didn't I?"
"You sure did," Bob said, leaning down to kiss the big pink circles of her nipples. They began to pulsate and quiver against the brush of his lips, the caress of his tongue.
She cupped her tits, offering them to him. His mouth opened wider, and he sucked down over the cap of one lush soft tit, his teeth gnawing gently, provocatively, at her delicate flesh. He heard her sigh, felt her hot body squirm and slither against his.
Her fist encircled his cock. There was no question it was getting stiff again. He tried to remember the last time they had fucked three times in the same day.
"I'm serious," she said. "This has been so exciting I want to do it again. But it's your turn, now, Bobby. You have to come up with something nasty and hot and outrageous. C'mon, baby, create an adventure for me, like I did for you."
"What kind of adventure?" he asked, raising his head from her drool-drenched nipples.
"Surprise me," she said in a silky-voiced whisper, pulling the engorged, cum-bloated tip of his cock to the wet, ready slice of her tight pink pussy.
She tickled her cunt with his cock-knob, then opened herself and let his cockhead kiss the peak of her hard clit.
"So big and so excited!" she whispered, tickling her cunt with his throbbing prick. "Does it want to fuck me again, baby?"
"You know it does!" Bob gasped, thrusting in his eagerness to bury his cock up her cunt.
"He wants it!" She giggled. "Mmmm, does he ever want it! But I don't think I'm gonna let him have it, baby!"
She rubbed her cunt with his prick again, getting him wet in the moisture that was oozing from the pink gash of her pussy.
She spread her pussylips and the tip of his cock eased into her, but only for a half-inch or so, not even enough to swamp the bloated head of Bob's cock within the gates of her ripe juicy wetness.
"But first I need a promise!" Pamela whispered, dancing her pussy invitingly all over the tip of Bob's prick.
"What kind of promise?" Bob asked, moaning as his need to fuck her grew more and more inescapable. He'd have promised anything to get his cock up Pam's sopping, funky cunt. His balls ached with the lust he felt for her delicious body.
"Ooooohhhh!" Pam moaned. "I know you can come up with something that will make me feel even hotter than I do right now, and I can hardly wait to see what it is! Let's live our fantasies, darling! Promise?"
"I promise!" Bob whispered, "I fucking promise!"
He pushed, and his cock entered her pussy. Pam gave a whining moan of acceptance as he fucked into her cunt. He hit bottom in her hot wet cunt, and she writhed under him like an insect pinned to cardboard.
Her knees lifted, her legs enfolded him, and she urged him deeper still into her eager pussy. Bob looked down at her gorgeous, sex-hungry face. "Okay, I promise! I'll give you an adventure-of some kind--"
"It's gotta be hot and wild," Pam said, her legs twining around his body as her slick cunt milked up and down the throbbing, driving shaft of his cock. He fucked his cock into her cunt, and she ate every inch of his prick with a cunt that felt as if it had not been fucked in years. "Oh, just as hot and wild as your cock inside me right now! Only something different, something crazy and sexy--"
"You'll get it, you horny cunt!" Bob gasped, pushing his cock all the way to the bottom of her pussy.
His nuts felt the size of footballs, clogged up with yet another load of hot squirting cum. He had no idea what kind of adventure he would give her, but if that was what she wanted, that was what she'd get.
"Now!" she moaned. "Oh, now, Bobby, fuck me hard, fuck me deep! I'm gonna come all over that big hard cock of yours!"
"Makes-two-of-us!" Bob groaned, and his jism exploded into her pussy. He had no idea what kind of turn their lives were about to take, but as his cum gushed down Pamela's sucking hole of a cunt, he didn't care much anyway.
CHAPTER THREE
Pamela Parker was extremely disappointed. Monday had come, and it seemed as if Bobby had forgotten all about his promise to give her an adventure. In fact, things had returned too much to normal for Pam's taste.
She stirred her coffee discontentedly. Her life was getting back onto the same dull track it had been stuck on for most of the past three years.
Her life wasn't so bad. It was just getting to be so goddamned boring. And her coffee had gotten cold. She tested the cup with her hand, then went to the microwave to reheat it. She had just set the timer when she heard the front doorbell ring.
Pam opened the door and found a young woman standing there.
"I'm so sorry to bother you, and I wouldn't normally ask a favor like this of a stranger," the slim brunette said. "But my car has just died on me, right there in the street, and I would like very much to use your telephone."
This woman was barely five feet tall, quite skinny except for a pair of rather well-developed tits, and she had an infectious smile. She wore a short skirt, and a sleeveless tank top that made the most of her eye-catching tits.
"Sure," Pamela Parker said. "The phone's right here in the living room. Come on in."
While the woman was dialing, Pam went to get her coffee.
"Would you like some coffee?" she called into the living room. "While you're waiting? If you don't mind instant, that is--" She was just turning, her coffee cup in her hand, when the woman appeared in the kitchen doorway.
Oh, holy God! Pam thought. The skinny, smiling brunette was holding a forty-five automatic and it was pointed straight at Pamela Parker.
"Hiya, blondie," the petite woman said. "Didn't your mommy ever tell you that you should never trust a stranger?"
"What the fuck do you want?" Pam asked as her hands were being tied behind her back. "I don't have any money in the house-some credit cards, but no money to speak of--"
"Fuck the money!" the woman gasped, pulling tight the knot in the rope that secured Pam's wrists. "Mmmm, that's better!"
Still holding the gun, she came around and stared at Pam.
Pam shifted uncomfortably. The rope binding her wrists wasn't tight, but she felt affronted to be in such a position, and she was more than a little terrified. She'd never been so close to a gun before, and the sight of it, gleaming black in the woman's small hand, made Pam's heart beat madly.
"Please don't shoot me!" she whispered. "I don't want you to shoot me!"
"The gun was just to get your attention, honey," the woman said, her dark eyes glittering. She laid the gun down on the kitchen table.
"You have a great body, did anyone ever tell you that?"
The woman placed the palms of her hands directly atop the thrusting cones of Pam's tits, outlined as they were in the cling of her T-shirt.
"Oh!" Pam moaned as the hands squeezed down, fingers clutching almost possessively at her tits. She strained and leaned back, but the hands clung to her tits.
"Gorgeous tits," the woman said, paying no attention to Pam's discomfort. She squeezed them up into points, leaned down, and rubbed her lips across the straining nipples. Pam was wearing a flimsy nylon bra underneath. The tips of her nipples were erect with fear. The woman's mouth scraped them like sandpaper.
The brunette looked up, her eyes liquid with lust.
"Jesus, I fucking love your tits," she said. And then she lifted Pam's T-shirt and started to lick the nipples through the flimsy nylon of the pink bra.
"Aaaahhhh!" Pam groaned, fighting at the rope until it began to dig into the soft flesh of her wrists. "Don't do that-please!"
As the woman worked her tongue back and forth over the stiffened nipple tips, she loosened the bra clasp, and the cups fell away.
"Better, oh, much better," the woman said in a throaty whisper.
Her hand squeezed at the smooth firm flesh of the tit, and the nipple lifted all pink and pointy. The tip of her finger brushed across it lightly, while her eyes were fixed upon Pam's flushed, tingling face.
Pam blushed hotly. Her tit tingled.
"Stop, please!" Pam gasped. "Oh, don't do that!"
Her nipples hardened against the relentless pressure, the scratchy, ticklish caress of the knowing, provocative finger. And she closed her eyes, unable to watch as the woman leaned downward, at last, and applied her mouth to the bare tit-flesh itself.
"No!" Pam moaned as she felt her tit drawn into the woman's mouth. She gasped as teeth gnawed into her, as a tongue lolled lustfully across her stiffened nipple. And then she gasped again. With her other hand, the woman had just seized a fistful of Pam's crotch.
"You like that?" the woman asked saucily between laps and licks at Pam's tit. "God, you suburban housewives are all the same! Every one of you dying to feel a hot girl-tongue up your cunts, but all of you afraid to admit it, even to yourselves. Well, baby, I'm gonna show you what you've been needing-for a long time, too, I'll just bet!"
Now Pam was really frightened.
"You're crazy," she said. "You can't mean that."
"The fuck I can't," the small brunette said, unbuttoning Pam's jeans and thrusting her hand inside. Pam screamed as she felt the hand slip into her panties, the fingers twining through the blonde fleece of her cunt.
They were eager, horny fingers-soft and slim, but as avid as any male digits that had ever been inside Pamela Parker's pants.
The woman's fingers split the cunt gash, and the middle finger went straight up Pam's pussy, wiggling as it penetrated. Pam's eyes enlarged and rolled in their sockets, and she bounced up and down on the balls of her feet.
But with each bounce of her body, the finger went deeper into her cunt, and she could feel the pussyjuice starting to bubble down the tube of her pussy, bathing the finger in wetness as it explored within her. The woman's mouth was glued to Pam's tits, sucking, biting, licking, and chewing, and the finger fucked in and out, in and out.
"I can smell that pussy," the woman said. "God, it smells hot and funky! I wanna stick my tongue inside you, bitch! Wanna lick you inside out! Are you gonna stop me? With your hands tied behind you? I really don't think so, mmmm, baby?"
She dropped to her knees in front of Pam, reaching up to yank the jeans down Pamela's quivering legs. She pulled them ankle-low and left them bunched around Pam's feet. Her hands climbed slowly, sensuously, back up the blonde wife's thighs, into her trembling pussy region.
Her fingers began to caress it again while her lips slid wetly up and down Pam's thighs, from hipbones to knees. She kissed and licked at almost every inch of the flesh, and her finger went back inside to resume the sweet hot task of reaming out Pam's pussy.
"Ohhhh!" Pam moaned from deep in her throat. She was still rocking up and down, enduring the steady, provocative thrust of the finger as it probed the interior of her cunt.
The woman licked across the lower edge of Pam's abdomen, skirting the upper fringe of cunthair. She licked upward, tickling Pam's navel with the tip of her tongue.
Pam squirmed and leaned back, the sink cabinet supporting her body just when she thought herself about to plummet straight backward to the floor. She braced herself against the sink and endured what was being done to her.
On the other hand, she had to admit, there was something rather arousing and exciting about it. If only she could be sure that she would not be killed after it was over.
And then the tongue brushed the swollen tip of her clit, and she realized that her clit was vividly, hotly erect, and she found herself unable to think of anything except that tongue, attacking her hot pink clit.
She'd never really done anything with a woman before, aside from some very tentative fooling around at summer camp once, back when she was in junior high and just starting to get in touch with her awakening body. And even then, it had never gone beyond a little kissing and some awkward tit and pussy rubbing with a shy girl from Cleveland. Neither of them had dreamed of using tongues on each other, not like this wild, weird old bitch was doing to Pam right now!
"God, what a cunt!" the brunette giggled, opening the pussy as wide as it would spread, so widely that Pam had to gasp in what came close to being pain. The flaps spread, and the clit seemed to thrust itself outward even more boldly.
Pam didn't have to look down to see that. She could feel her clit erecting more and more, and she knew that her cunt was leaking hot wet juice around the other woman's finger. She could even hear the squishing as the finger stabbed into her hot, aroused cunt again and again, pushing a little deeper each time.
"No, please stop!" she moaned, but the sound didn't even convince Pam herself. She felt the tongue on her clit again, licking, lapping, the lips puckering so they could kiss and then suckle warmly at her throbbing clit, and the squishy sounds grew louder and louder.
"Do you really want me to stop?" the woman asked, looking up, her tongue poised near the tip of Pam's trembling pink cut. Pam could not answer. "Just don't hurt me!" she whispered. "You can do anything you want, but don't hurt me!"
"I know I can do anything I want," the woman said smugly. "Your pussy is dripping wet and your body is as hot as a firecracker. I know that I can do any fucking thing I want to you and you'll whimper and moan and beg me for more! And that's exactly what's gonna happen, bitch!"
And with that, she took her finger out of Pam's cunt and replaced it with her limber tongue.
Pam screamed, feeling the tongue slip up her cunt. It was like being fucked by a snake.
The woman's tongue emerged, slithered up and down the pussy trench, licking everything it Came into contact with, and the finger went back into her cunt to take up the slack.
Pam's ass throbbed as it pressed against the sink cabinet. Juice was running out of her cunt, oozing down the insides of her legs. The woman's tongue was everywhere, licking to capture the excited flow. Her tongue scraped on Pam's flesh and made the skin tingle all the more. Pam struggled in her bindings, uncertain whether she wanted to push the brunette's head away or pull it deeper into her pussy.
"Oh, Jesus!" Pam gasped suddenly. "You're making me cummmm! You wicked evil bitch!"
"I can taste it, baby," the woman replied, slurping and smacking. "I can fucking taste your hot sweet cum! And when you call me a bitch, honey, it's like pretty music in my ears!"
She sucked and licked until Pam went limp, and then she came up slowly, her hands feeling their way ahead of her, up across the smooth belly, onto the heaving, hard-nippled tits, up to stroke wetly at Pam's cheeks. She lifted onto tiptoes, her body pressing firmly against Pamela's, and she cupped Pam's chin, just as she pushed her mouth onto the blonde wife's lips.
Pam moaned, recognizing the taste of her pussyjuice on the other woman's lips.
"No, not that!" Pam moaned, resisting the kiss.
Pam gurgled as she felt her mouth invaded, raped, but there was a certain sense of excitement, too, feeling the woman's tongue slithering around inside her mouth, teasing, tickling, pushing toward her throat.
As the woman's body pressed her own, Pam was even more intensely aware of the brunette's slimness, of the thrust and size of her well-developed tits, of the hard but sinuous body tone.
"Do you like the way my body feels on yours?" the woman asked in a soft voice, her breath smooth as milk as her lips rubbed Pam's. "Does it make you feel adventurous?"
Something tingled inside Pam's brain at the words, but she wasn't sure what it was. The brunette woman's hands were on Pamela's tits, her tongue licked hungrily around Pam's lips as she deposited one soft, smacking kiss after another on Pam's moist, trembling mouth.
"It's your turn, now, baby!" the woman whispered, stepping back. She lifted her tank top, exposing her braless tits. They were capped in enormously big brown nipples as thick as Pam's middle finger. The sight of those nipples made Pam's belly twitch strangely.
The woman looked at Pam, then looked down at her tits.
"My tits are so pretty," she said. "Don't you think so too?"
She let her fingertips slide back and forth over the hardened brown nipple peaks, and the points seemed to stiffen even more noticeably as she stroked them.
Scooping up a handful of tit, she brought it to her mouth and placed a kiss upon the brown areola. Her lips left saliva behind on the flesh. Pam could see bubbles of spit on the nipple.
"I want you to suck them," the woman said, looking up at Pam with determination. "I want to feel your mouth on my tits. But let's go into the living room first. You're going to do all kinds of exciting things to me, and we should get as comfortable as possible."
Naked, Pam shivered, despite the day's warmth. The woman had stripped her bare, and then stripped herself as well. She looked incredibly fragile and petite, but she strutted around the room in her high heels and stockings, the gun in her hand.
"Crawl over here," the woman said, planting her slim ass on the arm of Bob's easy chair. She stretched her legs widely, and the dark patch of hair between her slender legs split to reveal the pinkness of the pussy within.
The woman brought the gun to her lips and worked the black barrel back and forth along her mouth.
"I said get over here!" the woman shouted, pointing the gun in Pam's direction.
"Okay!" Pam gasped, crawling toward the chair on her knees, her hands still tied behind her back.
The woman took a handful of Pam's golden hair and pulled her captive's face closer.
"Smell my pussy," she said. "It's dripping with excitement. I want to feel your tongue all over my cunt, baby! I want you to eat my pussy like caviar! But first, I need you to suck my tits and get me really hot! Come up here and kiss me, and then nibble on my tits like a good girl!"
"My husband will be home from work any time!" Pam gasped, rising up onto her knees. "I think you ought to know that!"
"Fuck your husband," the woman said. "Maybe I'll rape him too! After all, I have the gun, don't I? I can do any fucking thing I want! Power comes from the barrel of a gun! Kiss me! Now, cunt! Kiss me right fucking now!"
Pam leaned up farther, and the woman leaned down. Their mouths touched, and again Pam's mouth was invaded by the woman's hot slithery tongue.
Pam leaned back, gasping for air. Her eyes were shut in embarrassment. Something cold touched her lips, and she opened her eyes in shock, realizing that the barrel of the gun was being pushed into her mouth.
"Suck it, baby, show me what you can do! Mmmmm, I bet you're hell with a stiff cock in your mouth! Well, this is my stiff cock, and you're sucking on it now, aren't you? C'mon, baby, down there and suck my tits now! Bite the nipples! You can't hurt them! My tits like it rough and horny!"
Pam blushed even more as a tit was forced into her mouth. She remembered those stolen afternoons at summer camp, years before, and the curious, slightly salty taste of tit-flesh on her tongue.
"Suck it, Pam," the woman said.
That was funny, she thought. How did the woman know her name? But as the nipple fattened and throbbed in her mouth, she had no time to think of anything, of anything but the sucking, the taste of warm female flesh on her tongue, the satisfaction of using her mouth on the sweet, hot, plush mound of tit.
She switched tits without being asked, her saliva dripping as she fed herself on the other tit.
"Oh, yes, baby," the woman said, her hands running all over Pam's hair, stroking down her bare back, pulling Pam's head in so that she could feed more and more deeply upon the swollen lushness of her tits.
The nipple slid free and Pam gulped, gasped, and snapped at it with her teeth.
"No, honey," the woman said, leaning down to kiss Pam's tit-tasting mouth. "Now you're gonna eat my pussy, just like I ate yours!"
Pam shivered. Her face was scarlet. She shouldn't be enjoying this, should she? But she was. Still, the thought of putting her mouth on another woman's cunt gave her a momentary shudder.
The woman settled down into the chair, her legs thrust over the arms. Her pussy was wide open. She reached down, fingering her thick patch of hair, sliding her cuntlips apart with her hand.
"Look how pink and wet I am inside," the woman said. "I got so excited when I was eating your hot pussy. And it made mine hot, too. C'mon, Pam, get your face between my legs and eat me all up. I know you can do it, baby, just put your mouth down there and start sucking!"
Pam grimaced, but the woman was pulling her head into her crotch. She could smell the funky arousal of the pussy, and then her face was buried in the fuzzy dark patch of hair and the wet cuntlips were sloshing against her skin. Pam sniffed, and the heady aroma of the aroused cunt made her nostrils twitch.
Then her nose slipped into the open slice of the woman's pussy and Pam sniffed again, her nostrils filling with the woman's wet cunt juices. Pam jerked, and her semi-open mouth contacted the woman's pussy gash, and she tasted the stuff coming out of the brunette's cunt. There was no room for any more questions, any more doubts. Pam began to eat pussy.
Her tongue worked up and down the cunt-slit, slipping in and out of the opening. She licked the upstanding bud of the clit and found it hugely engorged with lustful arousal. The touch of the clit on her tongue made Pam's heart beat faster, made cunt-juice run down the insides of her thighs.
Pam enjoyed having her pussy eaten, and was both shocked and delighted to find that doing it to another cunt was nearly as much fun as getting eaten.
She twisted her head this way and that, delving with her tongue into the mysteries of the brunette's cunt. The only thing she began to regret, as she continued to feast, was that she couldn't get her hands up to add a little finger stimulation to what she was already dispensing with her mouth.
The woman's cunt was so slippery that Pam's tongue just glided and slid along the edges, but the woman moved her hands down, holding the cuntlips open, and Pam kept on licking, sometimes covering the fuck-hole with her mouth and sucking hard, as if she meant to siphon out a mouthful of the juice already oozing from the gash. She heard the woman moan, felt the cunt grow hotter and wetter against her mouth, and knew that she was doing a good job. She could taste it on her tongue.
"Oh, yes, baby, you know how to lick pussy, don't you?" the woman asked, flogging Pam's face with her wet hot cunt. She humped and pumped her pussy into Pam's face, smearing pussyjuice all over Pam's twitching lips.
Pamela thrust out with her tongue, jabbing it into the woman's cunt, tickling deep inside, then coming out to give a fresh licking to the woman's stiff clit.
The woman's clit was hot and hard, and Pam's tongue whipped it furiously, exactly the way she loved to have her own clit mouth-loved, and she could tell from the woman's moans and contortions that the favor was much appreciated.
"Make me come, you whore!" the woman panted, tapping Pam's head with the barrel of the gun.
Pam winced at the touch, not because it hurt, but because it reminded her that she was being ravished at gunpoint. And she knew that her very life might depend on giving the strange woman the orgasm she demanded. But she couldn't have stopped, not even if the gun weren't part of the game.
She closed her lips on the woman's swollen throbbing clit and sucked hard at it. She hummed as she sucked, and she let her oral vibrations swirl around the tingling tip of the clit, knowing that it was driving her captor crazy with lust.
Pam strained her wrists against the rope that bound them behind her back. God, she needed her hands free! Her cunt itched like a mother fucker, and she needed to get a finger sliding up and down the hot wet crack, stroking the feverish itch that burned between her aching legs.
Each time she tugged on her captor's clit, she felt a responding throb in her own clit, and no matter how she worked her thighs, squeezing and flexing them to exert a sexy pressure on her pussy, it was not enough.
"Suck me, baby, make my pussy squirt!"
The horny, nasty words made Pam's cunt tingle all the more. She was moving her ass up and down, bumping it against her calves, twisting this way and that to accentuate the pressure she could place upon her clit, and she could feel it working, though she needed more.
"Now, bitch, suck me nowwwww!" the woman moaned, sliding the cold barrel of the gun through Pam's hair. She bumped her pussy up to meet Pamela's face, and as Pam's tongue slipped once more into the spread pussy, she could feel the hot excited contractions rippling through the woman's fuck-hole.
She's going to come, Pam thought. She's going to come in my mouth!
She wiggled her tongue in and out of the woman's cunt, and she worked her body up and down in the hope of adding her own excitement to the simmering stew of female lust that was about to boil over.
C'mon, bitch, she thought, piss your cum into my mouth! Drown me with it!
"Aaaaagghh!" the woman shrieked, using both hands to pull Pam into her pussy. She wrapped her legs around Pam's head and swamped the blonde wife's face with her drenching pussyjuices.
Pam fucked her tongue in and out of the juicing cunt, gagging on the hot discharge of squishy girl-cum, but sucking like a bitch all the same, as if she were starved for pussy and dying to feed on the brunette's cuntcream.
A little orgasm rippled through Pam's cunt, but it only left her high, dry, and frustrated. She could taste the raging release of the brunette's cunt, and she feasted on the fruits, but her body ached for a come of its own, and she could not do anything to help herself, not with her hands bound behind her back.
The brunette pushed Pam back and lay gasping in the chair, her legs thrown wide, her hand sliding up and down the drenched meat of her pussyfur.
"Oh, fucking hell!" the woman moaned, rubbing at her clit, her fingertip slipping in and out of the spread mouth of her cunt.
"I bet you've done that before, you slut! I know you've done it before! You're too good for this to be your first time eating a pussy."
"No!" Pam whimpered, lying on the floor helpless. "I really never did anything like that before, it was the first time ever, honest-but please-I need something now! Look at me, I can't lie still!"
Pam stretched her long legs out, opening them to expose the wet pink gash of her cunt.
"My pussy is on fire-frig me, finger me, suck me, lick me-oh, God, do something to me!"
From far away came the sound of a voice. For a moment, Pam didn't recognize it. Then the clock on the mantel chimed five-thirty, and the blonde gave a squeal of terror. Her head spun around, and she saw her husband, just home from work, standing in the doorway, his eyes bulging at what he saw spread out before him in the living room.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Pam!" Bob gasped, dropping his briefcase. He started into the living room, his fists clenched, but just then the naked brunette lifted her gun and pointed it at him.
"She has a gun!" Pam gasped. But it seemed obvious that Bob had already grasped that fact.
"Cool down, mother-fucker," the naked woman said. "Your hot blonde cupcake and I have been having a little fun, and I think it's time for you to show me what you can do. I bet you've got a big ripe cock inside your pants. Get'em off and show me if I'm right or wrong!"
"She broke in!" Pam moaned from the floor. "She tied me up and made me do terrible, awful things. Oh, Bobby!"
"Shut the fuck up, bitch!" the brunette hollered. "You couldn't get enough of my pussy once you stuck your tongue in it. I told you I'd have you moaning for more, and that's exactly what you were doing a minute ago, lying on the floor and begging me to stick my fingers in your cunt. You're just a hot-cunted bitch, baby, and don't you ever forget it. Well, dude? Are you gonna get your pants off and show me your cock, or do I have to put another hole between blondie's juicy legs?"
And she leaned from the chair, pressing the barrel of her gun against Pam's cunt. The blonde wife screamed at the touch of cold steel on her pussy, and she twitched and writhed as the tip of the gun eased itself between her pussy lips, nosing its way into her cunt opening.
"Please, Bobby," Pam said. "Do whatever she wants!" He stood, finally, wearing only his maroon briefs.
"The shorts too, stud!" the brunette commanded, removing the gun barrel from Pam's pussy. "Oooohh, look at that cock!"
Bob dropped his underwear and his prick came flopping out.
It was long and beginning to harden, the tip angling slowly upward as he stood panting in the middle of the living room.
"Bring it here," the woman said. "God, it's so big it may get here five minutes before the rest of you does!"
She grabbed his cock as he came within reach, and her fist squeezed tightly around his stiffened prick.
"Jesus, what a cock!" she gasped, working her hand up and down Bob's prick. She looked down at Pam. "With a cock like this on the job, no wonder you don't get much chance to eat pussy! Watch me eat your husband's cock, blondie! See if this turns you on as much as eating my juicy cunt did!"
The woman fed the cock into her mouth, swallowing it to the balls on the first gulp. Pam gasped at the sight. The woman seemed to have nothing inside her mouth but empty space, and obviously that space was just waiting to be filled up with a hard, hot cock.
Pam lay writhing on the floor, tears rolling down her cheeks. She worked her wrists angrily, wishing that she could free them. Her pussy was on fire and she needed to get her hands on it.
The woman sucked up and down Bob's cock. He kept looking down at Pam. She was too embarrassed to stare back, but she kept watching while pretending to look away. The slurping, smacking sounds of the crazy brunette's mouth wee maddening.
Pam's pussy ached and itched, and juice oozed from her cuntslit.
"Ooohh, I love to suck this cock!" the brunette panted between gulps at Bob's totally stiffened prick.
She spat him out of her mouth and started to work her lips up and down his cock, holding it upright so she could get underneath and suckle his balls while her hand toyed with the rigidity of his prickshaft.
She rubbed the gun along his prick, too, then kissed away the coldness with the heat of her lips. Back into her mouth his cock went, and she swallowed it all, humming as she worked.
"I wanna see Pam eat it now!" she panted. "Come up here, baby, and show me how you eat a cock!"
Pam rose slowly to her knees, looking at the woman, her eyes bulging at the sight of Bob's totally engorged cock, its big bloated prickhead aimed at the ceiling. The woman's mouth moved along the shaft, but she was looking at Pam, a challenge in her dark, sensuous eyes.
Pam moved to the chair moaning because it was so difficult.
"Untie me!" she groaned. "Take this rope off my goddamn hands, will ya?"
"Suck his cock nice and maybe I will," the woman said, twirling the gun on her middle finger.
"Watch this, cunt," Pam said, and her mouth slipped over the tip of her husband's prick. She gulped and took him deeply, her defiant blue eyes staring straight back at the smirking brunette.
"Oh, yes, honey," Bob said softly, touching Pam's head as she ate his cock. Her lips clung to him desperately, and he fucked wetly in and out, pushing again and again to the back of her mouth.
She gulped again and took him deeper, proving to the brunette that she could do it too. His cock felt enormous in her throat, but she sucked avidly, and the meaty masculine feel of his cock filled her with excitement and lust.
While Pam sucked, the brunette went down on Bob's balls again. The dark hair tickled Pam's chin as she worked her mouth back and forth on the cock. Her bare tits bumped the back of the other woman's head. She was just sucking Bob into her throat again when the brunette turned and shifted her attention to Pam's pink nipples.
The woman bit into the tender pink buds, making Pam moan around the cock that filled her mouth. Her hand went down, teasing the pouty, puckered lips of her dripping cunt, and Pam had to moan again as she inserted a finger deep into her pussy.
Pam came up for air, gasping as Bob's cock left her mouth. She watched it bob, saliva-frothy, before her face, and she looked up at Bob.
"Oh, darling," she said. "I don't know what's happening to us now!"
"We're all going to get fucked," the woman said, releasing Pam's tit from her mouth. "We're having an adventure."
"An-an adventure?"
The woman had used the word before. It had struck Pamela as odd then, but she had bejn too distracted to give it much thought. She looked up at her husband.
"You son of a bitch!" Pam shrieked, leaning back.
"You asked for an adventure," Bob said. He was grinning like a shit-eating dog, his face flushed, his prick absolutely stiff. The brunette was grinning too, as she straightened up. She raised the gun, pointing it at Pamela's face, and she squeezed the trigger.
A column of flame arose from midway along the top of he gun's frame.
"It's just a cigarette lighter," the woman said. "Hi, Pam. My name is Traci. Are you having the adventure you wanted? Would you like to have some more fun?"
Pam couldn't speak.
Pam was on her knees, head-down into Bob's lap. She had both hands on his cock, and she was giving him hell, with fingers and mouth. She nibbled hotly on his cock. He moaned as she bit too hard. She smiled around the hard meat that filled her mouth, and she bit him again, a little harder.
The busty brunette was hot for pussy, no doubt about it, and Pam had to confess that she'd learned a few things herself.
Right now Traci was finger-fucking Pam crazily while she licked and slurped all around the edges of the cunt that her fingers were reaming. Her tongue crept upward as she licked, and Pam shivered, feeling the wet tip edge closer and closer to her asshole. The touch was excruciatingly sexual, and Pam wiggled her ass eagerly.
"Yes, she said, coming up for a breather on Bob's cock. "Why don't you go ahead and do that, you nasty slut!"
Traci pushed her fingers deep and her tongue walked a hot wild circle around the puckered ring of Pam's shithole. Pam howled in excitement and she jammed her face back down over Bob's cock. He was going to come at any second, and she was going to drink his cock dry when he did.
Her mouth hungered for the taste of his cock, for the gushing explosion of his cum, and the more Traci licked her asshole, the hotter and wilder Pam found her body growing.
Traci spread Pam's asscheeks and stuck her tongue straight into her asshole, pulling hard to make it open wide enough for her tongue to enter. Pam squealed in surprise at the feeling. She'd never done any kind of asshole play, but in the heat of the brand new experience, it seemed a natural step, and she couldn't help wondering, as she enjoyed Traci's Umber tongue, just how it would feel to take a big hard cock up her tight, tiny, tingling shit-chute.
Traci's fingers fucked in and out of Pam's pussy, thrusting deeply, enlivening the already over-stimulated tunnel of lust. Pam couldn't keep her ass steady and still, and it was all she could do to maintain her vigorous sucking on Bob's hard prick.
Cum was oozing out of his cock already. His prick was absolutely full of the stuff, and she was going to get a mouthful when he let fly.
Traci's tongue kept working Pam's asshole, and Pam squealed around the cock that stuffed her gullet. Suddenly a thumb rammed into Pam's ass, and she yelped in shock. The wail rippled out of her throat, and it massaged erotically along the imbedded shaft of Bob's cock. Pam felt, rather than tasted, the first gush of his cum, and suddenly she had the mouthful she'd been anticipating.
His jism flooded her mouth. She didn't even try to swallow it, there was so much of the stuff blasting from his prick. She made gurgling sounds as she sloshed his cum in and out of her oral chamber.
It ran back down his cock and collected in the hairs at the base of his prick, and Pam pushed her mouth downward, eating it back off of his flesh even as it oozed down his thick hard cock. She moaned gluttonously as she ate her husband's cum, while Traci brought Pam to a fluttering come of her own.
"Fuck her!" Pam chanted, diddling her pussy while Traci straddled Bob's easy chair. She held her cunt uplifted over the erect length of Bob's prick, then reached down, took hold of him, and rubbed his cock along her cunt slit.
Looking at Pam, she said: "Are you sure you don't mind me fucking your husband?"
Pam picked up the fake gun. She aimed it at Traci.
"If you don't fuck him, I'll shoot your goddamn tits off," she said. "Now get that cock in your hot cunt and let's see what you're made of, bitch! Oh, yes, put it in your pussy! Isn't it big!? Doesn't it just stretch you wide open?"
"God, does it ever!" Traci groaned, sliding her cunt down over Bob's cock. His hands were full of her big bouncy tits, and his fingers tweaked and tugged at her rigid brown nipples as she eased down and took his cock deep into her pussy.
She settled down upon his lap, his prick fully wedged within her cunt, and she sighed. "Oh, fuckin' wow!"
Pam's fingers were buried inside her own pussy, and she was slicking them in and out. Her thumb rubbed at her clit. She didn't think it had retracted since the whole escapade had begun, and she was hotter than she had been at any time during the adventure. Bob was fucking another woman in front of her. And she had insisted that he do it.
Pam moaned in arousal as she watched her husband's big hard cock thickly invade the tight pink pleasures of Traci's cunt, and she frigged herself mercilessly, underscoring each separate pulsation of her arousal. Her thumb worked her clit while her finger probed her pussy, and she felt the wetness oozing from her cunt as she rammed into it again and again.
But her fingers weren't enough. She squeezed with her other hand and felt the gun-lighter still clutched in her fist. She looked down at the black shiny barrel, remembering what Traci had done to he with it a few minutes before.
Pam leaned back and started to rub the tip of the gun barrel through her pussy slit, nosing the hard black object into the puckered, dripping mouth of her cunt.
She moaned as the thing slipped into her fuck-hole, and she yanked it back out. There was a tiny metal bump at the tip, imitating a gun sight, and it scraped magically against the underside of her tingling clit.
"Oh, Jesus!" she whined, sliding the gun across her cunt again.
Bob was fucking Traci's cunt full of his cock. The skinny big-titted brunette was bouncing madly atop his prick, her tits flopping like balloons as she rode up and down. It looked as if the tits were going to fly up and bruise her face.
Traci filled her hot little hands with them, then brought the tips upward so she could lick and lap at her own nipples. Looking down at Pam, she winked. Her long hair had fallen down across her face, and sweat rolled down her forehead, down her tits and tummy.
"Oh, fuck," she said, "I'm gonna come sooo good!"
From the expression on her face, it was a foregone conclusion. You're not the only one, baby, Pam thought smugly, sliding the tip of the gun into her pussy again.
Pam teased herself with the gun barrel, using the hard sight to tickle the fuck out of her throbbing clit. She screwed the tip around and around her wet, hungry pussy, moving it a little deeper each time she attacked herself.
Her pussy ached, and she knew that what she really needed was to have Bob's hard cock buried to the balls in her cunt. But Bob was busy, and she had to make do with whatever was at hand.
"Yes!" Pam moaned, pushing the gun barrel a little deeper.
She fucked the gun a bit farther into her straining, horny pussy, whimpering as the hardness edged into her body and stretched the hot snug walls of her cunt.
"On my knees!" Traci moaned. "I wanna be on my knees and have that big hard cock of yours fucking me from behind. Think you can handle that, stud?"
"Maybe," Bob replied. "Maybe I'll shove it up your ass while I'm at it. Think you can handle that?"
Traci giggled. "I was kinda hoping you were on the kinky side," she said invitingly. "If you can get it in my ass, you can sure as shit fuck me with it, baby! Lemme get down on the floor and we'll try it! Mmmm, Pam, you better not miss any of this! Ooops! I think Pam's cheating on you, Bob! Look at the bitch fucking herself with my gun!"
Pam was fucking her cunt with the gun as savagely as she'd fucked with her fingers. She couldn't stop. It was like a habit that had gotten completely out of control. Her cunt would be too sore for fucking for at least a month after it was over.
She pushed deeper, her cunt swallowing the gun all the way to the trigger guard. Not as deep as Bob's cock could fill her, but deep enough to make her pussy burn, and a scream vibrated out through her mouth and echoed off the walls of the living room like the cry of a cat in heat.
A moment later, it was joined by Traci's shriek of ecstasy as Bob's cock split the pink gash of her pussy and fucked deeply into the core of her sexuality. The little brunette slammed forward as Bob fucked into her cunt.
Bob fucked her hard and deep, plunging his cock into the tightness of her ripe wet cunt. His cock-knob banged the bottom of her cunt, each thump sending fresh jolts of ecstasy through the brunette's skinny, heavy-titted frame.
He held her by the waist and fucked her with his cock until she screamed and broke into a frantic wet climax that sucked like a hungry dog at his prick.
"Fuck her!" Pam groaned, still fucking her pussy with the gun. She gave herself one stroke for each stab Bob thrust up Traci.
Pam craved a depth the toy gun couldn't give her, but she tried to make up for it with frequency and passion, and her body throbbed with the onset of a blinding orgasm. She was definitely on the right track!
"Now I'm gonna fuck her asshole," Bob said nastily, grinning at Pam. "Watch me, baby! You might be next!"
"Promises, promises!" Pam gasped, the gun buried deep in her frothing cunt. She reached under to stimulate the itching pucker of her asshole. As her finger tickled the rosy opening, she remembered the salivating touch of Traci's tongue licking there.
Bob withdrew his cock from the clenching contractions of Traci's cunt, giving her a couple of fresh deep strokes just to make sure that she kept on enjoying the fuck. From the way she was moaning and writhing, he had no doubt he was doing his job well.
His prick was dripping with her pussy-juices. He teased the tip back and forth over her pussy, coaxing more juice out of the cunt, making his cock even wetter than it already was. He moved some of the wetness to her tiny tight asshole, smearing her with his cock's red swollen cock-knob.
Traci squirmed eagerly as he toyed with her asshole. "Oooohhh, yes, you big nasty fucker, why don't you stick that thing in and fuck me up the ass?"
Pam was still diddling her shithole, using the tip of her middle finger to tease herself. Sweat rolled down her asscrack, lubricating everything, and almost before she knew it, the blonde wife found her fingertip sliding deeper into the mouth of her shit-chute.
Why not? she thought, giving her finger a twist. It entered and she gasped in shocked delight. The gun was deep in her pussy and she could not resist the impulse to match it with a finger in her tight shitter.
Pam closed her eyes and enjoyed for a long delicious moment the sensation of her body being doubly penetrated.
She edged closer, lying on her side, keeping the gun busy in her cunt while her finger braced firmly inside her asshole.
"Do it to her," she told Bob. "I want to see you put your cock up her ass!"
"Not half as bad as I want it in me!" Traci moaned, wiggling her ass against Bob's teasing cock. She reached back and grabbed his prick, guiding it to her stretched, straining asshole. Put it right fucking there!" Traci gasped. "You got it, baby," Bob said, looking over at Pam with lust in his eyes. He placed the tip of his cock against Traci's asshole and shoved, fucking straight into her trembling shithole.
Pam's heart almost stopped as she watched the brunette's flesh stretching, the cock pushing its way into Traci as the brunette opened her mouth in a soundless wail of acceptance.
"It hurts sooo fuckin' good!" she gasped. "Oh, don't stop, baby, fuck my hot hot asshole!"
Pam's finger was jabbed in and out of her own ass by now. She had no control over it. All she could do was enjoy.
Bob fucked into Traci, and the brunette shrieked. "Jesus! You're bigger than you look, baby! Oooooh, so much bigger!"
"You're gonna be bigger, too, once I've fucked your tight ass with my big hard cock," Bob said smugly, pushing deeper.
Big or not, Traci didn't seem to have any trouble taking him. She made faces, she moaned, she even cried a little as the big hard cock forced itself into her ass, but she was also eager to get it, and she fought her body to overcome its natural resistance, to make it accept the hot hard fucking he was bound and determined to give her. "Fuck my ass!" she whined. "Oh, yes, fuck my ass!"
Pam slid closer, still on her side, still finger fucking her own ass while she squeezed her pussy muscles on the hard, inflexible barrel of the toy gun that was stuffed up her hot wet cunt. Her eyes bulged in awe as she watched Bob begin to get his leverage inside Traci's asshole, begin to fuck the skinny, horny little brunette in real, ball-wrenching earnest.
Pam put her free hand on Traci's cunt, spreading the slippery, meaty pussylips. She rubbed her fingers in the wetness that oozed from Traci's cunt, and then she slipped a middle finger into the pussy itself, fucking nastily into the tightness.
Even after a hot ride on Bob's big cock, Traci's cunt still felt snug around Pam's finger. As the finger worked in and out, Traci's cunt began to contract in response, squeezing suggestively at Pam, sucking the finger deeper and deeper.
"I can feel your cock fucking her asshole!" Pam whispered joyously to Bob. "Stroke it again! God, I can feel you pulsating! Oh, baby, fuck her deep and hard! I think everyone's having an adventure today!"
She couldn't keep on double-diddling herself if she wanted to play with Traci's pussy at the same time, so she reluctantly took her finger out of her asshole.
Fingerfucking Traci, Pam simultaneously fucked herself with the gun, responding wetly, juicily, to the erotic stimulation she brought to her pussy. Her eyes were fixed upon the sight of Bob's big hard cock fucking so very deeply into Traci's wide-stretched asshole.
Pam and Traci came at almost the same moment. Pam recognized the excited ripples that passed through Traci's cunt, and she finger-fucked straight up into them, moaning as Traci's pussy went wild around her digit.
The gun was fucked as deeply into Pam's cunt as it could go, and her muscles milked it, creamy cuntjuice oozing down her pussy and bathing the hard metal in wetness.
Pam pulled the gun out and replaced it with her fingers, rubbing excitedly at the orgasmic trench of her climaxing pussy.
Bob was still fucking into Traci, but Pam knew the expression on his face, knew that he was reaching his orgasm.
"Fuck her, stud!" Pam gasped. "But when you come, I want you to pull it out and shoot that hot sticky stuff all over me! Mmmm, Bobby, drown me with your squirting jizz!"
She'd hardly spoken when Bob gasped and pulled his cock out of Traci's clutching, clenching shithole. He moved on his knees, the big red tip of his cock pointing straight at Pam's face.
Pam opened he mouth just as he started to squirt, and his first gushing gob of cum hit her on the tongue. She gulped it down her throat, then lay back as he continued to squirt his cum all over her writhing body.
"Yes, oh Christ, yesss!" she moaned, rubbing his jizz into the flesh of her tits, tummy and face.
He seemed unable to stop coming. Pam sat up, and she thrust her face down over the end of his cock, taking his last few squirts straight down the throat.
His cock tasted weird, and she knew that it was really nasty and dirty to be sucking his cock fresh out of Traci's asshole, but she didn't really care, not in the midst of this blistering adventure. Her mouth clung to his stiffened cock, and she sucked until he went soft and limp, and even then she didn't want to stop sucking.
"Well," Bob said, "I hope you like the little adventure I set up for you."
"I did," Pam said. They had just finished an unprecedented late-night fuck. "Even when I was most frightened of that gun, I was so turned on I'm almost embarrassed to describe it. But I think I got hottest when I was watching you fuck her! Jesus, it was so wild and hot to see you with your cock in another woman!"
She snuggled against him, her hand caressing the well-fucked softness of his overworked cock.
"Oh, Bobby, you're gonna think I'm such an awful, nasty slut when I tell you this, but have you ever stopped to think how you might feel, watching me fuck another guy?"
"Jesus," he said, "I don't think I ever gave the idea much thought. But...
Pam felt a surge of renewed lust pulsating through his cum-smeared cock, and she began to see her next adventure taking shape in the heated passion of her mind.
CHAPTER FIVE
Pamela Parker had never been more nervous in her life.
"Would any of you guys like another beer?" she asked. "Or does anyone have a better idea? I'm game for almost anything."
She couldn't believe she had actually done it. She'd gone out with the intention of picking up a man, bringing him home, and fucking him in front of Bobby. And here she was in her living room with three men, and she knew exactly what was on their minds as they drank beer and eyed her long legs.
"I have lots of ideas," Frank said. He took Pam's wrist and gave it a little tug. "C'mere and I'll demonstrate."
She flopped down onto his lap and his hands went straight to the buttons of her shirt. She was braless, but he already knew that. He'd taken a lot of interested peeks down the front of her half-open shirt when they were getting acquainted.
His hands found her bare tits as if they were old friends, and she leaned against him, pushing her nipples into his clutching fists. Looking back over her shoulder at his two friends, she winked, passing on an unmistakable message. Oh God, she thought, I feel like such a slut!
But it was also an exciting feeling. She was being felt up by Frank, and both of his friends were staring at her.
Jesse, the Latino, was unabashedly rubbing his crotch as he watched, and Pam could see a lump beginning to form in his pants.
The other guy, Len, was just sitting there, balancing his beer on his knee and smiling crookedly while he watched Frank pawing Pamela's tits. He was the quiet one of the bunch-not very good-looking, and certainly not the kind of guy Pam would have picked up by himself, but he was part of the group and she didn't have a lot to say in the matter. She'd accepted them as a group, and you had to take the bad with the good.
She'd met him in a bar. Frank had bought her a drink, and she'd determined that his curly hair, sparkling eyes, and smooth manner made him a perfect choice for her first experience at adultery. Only after she'd thrown herself at him and been caught did she learn that he was with a couple of his friends.
Frank slipped her shirt off her shoulders, She'd never been naked in front of more than one man at a time, but her nipples were hard and itchy, her panties were sopping wet with pussyjuice, and she suspected she could handle the situation better than she'd anticipated.
"Oh, that feels better," she said, shaking her shoulders and making her tits bounce delicately. Frank leaned down and kissed her on a hard pink nipple, then sucked it into his mouth, his teeth gnawing down gently on the warm flesh of her tit.
She pressed down on his lap and felt the bonelike stiffness of his cock beneath her.
"That feels pretty good, too," she said, reaching down to stroke his hard prick. "But isn't it a little uncomfortable penned up in your pants? Why don't you take it out and let me see what I'm getting into? Or should I say what's getting into me?"
"Oh, man, we got a live one," Jesse said. "I can't wait to get my cock into you, baby. You wanna see mine? Here, lemme show it to you!"
He stood up from the sofa, unzipping his pants and reaching inside for his cock.
Just in time, too, Pam thought as he fished out the thick rigid prick and gave his hips a wiggle that made his cock point with an erotic determination at the smiling blonde woman.
He strutted, his hard-on on display, and he had a lot to strut about. He wasn't overly long-seven inches, maybe, Pam thought-but his cock seemed as thick as a fencepost.
Pam squirmed, imagining the feel of Jesse's big fat cock thrusting hard into her straining pussy. Her loins were full of juice now. It was oozing from the hot crack of her cunt, turning her crinkly cunthair into a steamy swamp of matted fur. Her hand grew tighter on the outlined shape of Frank's prick, and she felt it throbbing inside her fingers.
Oh, she thought, I need to be fucked! I really need to be fucked. And I think that's just what I'm gonna get!"
"Are you sure your husband's out of town?" Frank asked softly, licking again at the nipples of Pam's tits.
He'd lifted her skirt and was stroking the damp crotch of her panties, his fingertip tracing the crease of her slit. The panties were almost glued to her wet cunt now, and the scratchy tickling of his finger sent spasms of delight quivering through Pam's juicy aroused pussy.
His finger brushed her clit again and again, and she murmured softly each time, pushing her cunt at him so he could do it just one more time.
"Mmmmm!" Pam moaned. "I like the way you tickle my cunt!"
She'd always found that having her pussy caressed was addictive, and it was especially thrilling to be giving her cunt to the hand of a complete stranger. She felt slutty, wild, and nasty, and she loved the feeling. She wasn't the same Pamela at all, not any longer. And she was coming to like the new Pam a great deal.
"I'm sure my husband's gone," she said. "And I get soooo lonely when he's away. And so fucking horny--"
"How are we gonna do this job?" Jesse asked. "Man, my cock is so hard it's gonna bust if I don't get some action right fuckin' now, baby! I think I gotta be first!"
Pam eased off Frank's lap and reached for the button of her skirt. She let it slide down her long legs, revealing herself in stockings, high heels, and black bikini panties. She knew she looked good, and she confirmed it by the stares she got from all three men.
They were literally eating her with their eyes, and the hungry looks excited Pamela Parker even more.
"Who says we have to worry about first and second and all that shit?" she asked slyly, rubbing her saliva-coated tits. She licked her fingers and slipped a hand into her panties, stroking suggestively through her crotch. "Who says I can't handle all three of you at once?"
She heard the clock chiming three. Bob wouldn't be home for two more hours. She felt so wild and excited that she was positive she could keep the three guys busy for a couple of hours. There would be plenty for Bob to see when he came through the door.
"You're one horny mother-fucker, aren't you?" she asked Jesse, strutting toward him.
Pam made her ass wiggle provocatively as she walked, and she stopped short, a foot from Jesse, her hands planted boldly on her hips. It was obvious he liked her looks and the sound of her voice talking dirty. His brown eyes sparkled, and she saw him lick his lips.
"Is that a cock or a fire hydrant?" she asked, nodding at his hard, thick prick. He grinned smugly. She reached down and grabbed his cock as she leaned forward to kiss him on the mouth.
Her bare tits brushed his chest, and the rayon of his shirt rubbed her nipples, making sure they stayed stiff, hard, and proud. He put his hands around her waist, slit them down to her ass, and pulled her against him.
Jesse's tongue thrust into her mouth while his hands kneaded the firm cheeks of her ass. She squirmed, pushing her body at him, letting him feel every inch of her hot arousal.
Every inch of his hot arousal was trapped inside her squeezing fist, and she stroked up and down the wedge-like cock, trying to imagine the sensation of it entering her steamy cunt. Mmmmm, she thought, this is gonna be more fun than I ever imagined!
She leaned back as he bent his head down to her tits. His mouth was horny and hungry on her flesh.
"Didn't your mother ever wean you?" Pam asked, running her fingers through his thick dark hair as he fed on the stiffened nipples of her heaving tits. His fist continued to work on his hard prick. Pre-cum oozed from his cock knob, wetting her palm, greasing her strokes up and down his rigid length.
Something brushed her from behind, and then Frank pressed up against her. She could feel his nakedness, his stiff cock sliding all over her wiggly ass, ans she did a bump and grind against him, enjoying the sensation of his bare cock touching her.
"You said something about all three of us at once!" Frank whispered into her ear, his tongue scraping erotically at her flesh. Pam just reached back with her free hand and took hold of his cock.
Frank's cock was impressive, though it wasn't as thick as Jesse's nor as long as Bob's. As her hand caressed it, she felt an aching yearning sensation bubbling through her cunt.
Jesse came up for a hot wet kiss, and she gave it willingly, excited by the tongue that lanced into her mouth and explored the interior of her oral cavern, thrusting all the way to the tip of her throat. His prick grew hotter and harder inside her fist, and the more she sucked his tongue, the more she knew that something else would be even more fun to suck.
"Do you guys like to have your cocks licked?" she asked innocently, toying with the two pricks, looking at the two men with big blue eyes that sparkled like sapphires. And she raised her eyebrows, as if she actually expected an answer to her question.
They just laughed, and so did Pamela Parker, as she eased down to her knees, putting herself onto mouth level with their hard horny cocks.
She peeled back Frank's foreskin, baring his big purple cock-knob. It was slick and moist from pre-cum, and the long piss-slit was oozing another droplet of moisture even as she watched.
Pam leaned toward him and let her tongue slither across the very tip of his prick, adding some of her saliva to the wetness that already glistened on Frank's cockflesh. She heard him groan soulfully at the caress of her tongue, but she was in no hurry at all. Pam licked his cock once again, just a bit more forcefully, and then she turned to Jesse's excitingly fat prick.
She puckered her lips and kissed the tip of his cock, her lips parting as she pressed them, and the end of his cock-knob eased gently into her opening mouth.
Her tongue lay like a carpet for his prick to walk over, and he took the invitation, fucking inside Pam's mouth eagerly. She gagged as he tried to go deeper than she could handle, and her face went red with embarrassment.
"Slow down, big stuff," she said in her sultriest voice. "There's no need to strangle me with this big prick of yours. I wanna suck it just as much as you want it sucked."
"Oh, baby, you must be dying to eat my prick then!" Jesse groaned, one hand on her head while the other rubbed the shaft of his big prick all over Pam's moist, flushed face.
Her face heated with passion as his prick continued to slide all over it, and she turned herself this way and that, her lips puckered, her tongue tip framed in the little oval they made.
She kissed and licked his cock until it was dripping with spit. Then she opened her mouth and once again allowed the tip of his cock to slide inside.
Her lips stretched widely, but it still wasn't enough to get him sufficiently inside her. She held the pointed knob of his cock in a tight grip behind her front teeth, and she began to suck voraciously at it, moving her mouth as far down the cockshaft as she could go.
"Oh Christ!" she moaned, sucking air into, her lungs and licking his cock again. "Oh, Christ, this cock is too damn big to suck! Don't you have anything a little smaller? I felt my lips ripping on that last gulp!"
"C'mere and get a suck of this one," Frank said, turning her head around. She hardly had time to smile and slurp before his cock was inside her mouth, thrusting deep, and she had to suck hard to keep up with the excitement of his prick penetration.
He fucked into her mouth, controlling the action with the thrust of his hips and the firm hold of his hands upon her head. Pam put her hands on his chest, stroking his hair and playing with his nipples while she gobbled his cock.
Frank's cock was long and as hard as a rock, but he fit her mouth perfectly. The end of his prick pushed into her throat again and again while her mouth worked energetically around the base of his cock, and she made humming vibrating noises along the whole throbbing length of it.
Pam saw that Jesse was stripping while she concentrated on Frank.
Jesse's chest was broad, his body almost hairless except for the dark patch around the base of his cock and the tufts in his armpits. He was relatively short, and his prick looked even bigger when he was naked. Pam's eyes rolled in their sockets.
But for the moment she was concerned with Frank's cock, as it slicked in and out of her hungry horny mouth. She'd never been so hot to eat a man's cum. She wolfed at his cock, urging the jism to come gushing down her throat. She knew he'd be ready for more as soon as she drained him.
Pam kept one hand busy on Frank's chest, and brought the other to his balls. She squeezed them as she sucked on his cock, and she felt him shudder, heard him groan, and sensed that she was bringing him closer and closer. Her pussy was afire with lust. She knew that she would come the moment his spunk blasted into her mouth.
Pam's wet mouth slid up and down over the stabbing cock. She got so used to having his huge cock-knob buried in her throat that she felt empty without it.
"Suck it, bitch!" Frank moaned. "Suck it all the way off for me!"
Jesse was naked now, and kneeling behind Pam. His hands cupped her tits and he nibbled her shoulder while she sucked on Frank's throbbing cock. Jesse's big hard prick bumped her ass and her lower back. She wiggled herself against him, driven wild by the knowledge that she could arouse two men at once.
Len was still sitting on the couch sipping his beer. She couldn't remember if she'd heard him speak at all.
Glancing in his direction, she saw that he was watching, but she couldn't read his eyes. She didn't have time to concentrate on him though, not with Frank about to explode in her mouth and Jesse tickling her ass with the hardness of his thick cock.
Jesse's body humped against Pam from the rear.
"Gotta put it in you, baby," he said. "Gotta get my cock in your sweet wet pussyhole!"
Then his hands were between her legs, and he was spreading the hot lips of her cunt, his fingers penetrating her pussy to seek out the wet excitement within her. She moaned around Frank's cock as Jesse reamed her cunt, fingered her clit, and stretched her pussy in anticipation of the insertion of his big hard prick.
Without missing a stroke, Pam lifted her ass and gave Jesse more access to her sex parts. She humped her pussy up and down on the fingers he had stuffed inside her, and she milked his fingers with her rippling mesh of cunt muscles. It felt almost exactly like a cock thrusting up her hungry pussy, but she knew he had something that would feel even better. And her pussy was dripping for the stabbing penetration of it!
Pam slid her mouth off the end of Frank's cock and looked over her shoulder at Jesse.
"Why don't you fuck me right now?" she asked, drool running down her chin. "My pussy will never be any readier than it is at this very minute! If you wanna fuck me, you better get that cock of yours up my cunt!"
Moaning excitedly, she slid her face down over Frank's big hard cock and sucked vigorously. Dribbles of cum were already leaking from the tip of his prick, but there was more, much more, and all she had to do to get it was keep on sucking!
Pam lost her rhythm completely for a moment, and all she could do was gasp and moan around Frank's cock, because Jesse chose that instant to replace his pussy-stirring fingers with his prick.
"Jesus!" Pam gasped as Jesse's incredibly fat prick nosed its way into her snug-lipped cunt, spreading the tight but eager tissue wide.
She felt extremely wicked, and highly aroused, as Frank's cock fucked her throat while Jesse's thicker prick steadily fucked up her pussy. She was sorry that Bob wasn't there to see it.
The thrust of Jesse's fat cock into her pussy was almost agonizing. She'd never had anything as thick as his prick in her cunt before. Her cunt muscles had to stretch to make room for it, and she half-feared they might tear before they spread far enough.
But suddenly his groin hit the curve of her jiggling ass, and his cock was fully buried within Pamela Parker. He held her tits and ground his belly against her, wiggling his cock inside her pussy.
Pam's tongue fluttered along the length of Frank's cock, and she had the blinding revelation that she had finally over stimulated him. He grabbed her head, pumped his cock in and out of her mouth a couple of times, and started to squirt out his hot sticky jism.
Pam gargled on the stuff. She sucked it as it squirted from his prick, she let some of it ooze from her busy lips, and she sucked back down his cock to recapture what she had spilled. She could have drowned in his cum, and she would have died with a smile on her face.
"Eat that cum, baby!" Jesse gasped behind her. He was pawing her tits like a mountain climber scampering up a sheer cliff, and he fucked her cunt furiously. "I'm gonna give your sweet wet pussy a big drink of jizz, too, baby, bet your cute little ass on that!"
Just as she'd known she would, Pam felt the stirrings of an orgasm swelling inside her pussy. Jesse's cock, tease-fucking the simmering mouth of her cunt, made the good feelings even better, but she knew that there could be, and would be, much more.
Frank's cock wilted in her mouth and slipped out. A long slimy string of jism connected her lips to the tip of his prick. She snapped it off with her fingers and licked them clean. Frank moved out of the way, and Pam leaned over, making her ass rise higher, deepening the stabbing penetration of Jesse's cock.
Jesse couldn't fuck her as slickly as a man with a normal-sized cock. He had to struggle a little each time he fucked his cock up her straining pussy, but the effort was worth it.
Pam had never done much fucking in the doggy-position, and she realized what she'd been missing as Jesse bitch-fucked her. His cock wasn't overly long, but it hit incredible depths in her pussy.
Her womb seemed to moan with each thrust of his cock. She could feel his cock inside her belly. Juices flowed like piss from her cunt, wetting the passageway for his aroused cock's pleasure and for her own pleasure as well. It made squishy noises as it fucked into her pussy.
"Yes! Rub my clit!" Pam groaned as his hand slid under her sweating, sex-heated body and began to stroke wildly at the split gash of her pussy.
His fingers tickled her cuntlips and clit as his cock reamed and rammed, and she felt white-hot blasts of erotic excitement stab through her twitching body. She pushed her tits down to the floor, lifting her ass higher as Jesse's cock fucked deeper into her burning cunt.
"Oh, Jesus, when you fuck a girl, you really fuck her!" Pam whined, absorbing the heated thrust of the Latino's stiff cock. "It hurts so goddamn good!"
Jesse's fingers pawed at her clit, and she moaned from deep in her belly as the sweet hot erotic arousal swelled within her body. He pinched her clit and she winced, sobbing because it hurt, but moaning because it felt so great to be hurting in that way. His cock fucked into her sopping pussy, and she climaxed excitedly, her cunt snapping like a frisky dog at Jesse's big hard cock.
Pam strained back at Jesse, thrusting madly at the throbbing cock he fed into her aching cunt, and she closed her eyes, scratching at the carpet, whining and whimpering and pushing her body toward even more delights.
"Fuck me hard!" she panted. "My cunt won't break if you pound me with that big hard cock!"
Jesse took her at her word. His cock was so stiff that hard was the only way he could fuck her, and he pounded his big thick prick into Pam's pussy until she felt as if she'd been fucked raw.
"Gonna blast you, baby!" Jesse groaned. "Gonna fill you full of my hot cum!"
"Do it!" Pam moaned. "Do it to me-come a river in me!"
He fucked deeper, and she screamed as the big pointed tip of his prick bumped the mouth of her womb, probing as if it meant to go all the way up her belly. She worked her cunt around, using muscles she hadn't been aware she had. Her clit felt as big as a grape under Jesse's massaging fingers, and cuntjuice oozed from her pussy around his thrusting cock.
"You're gonna make me come!" Pam gasped. "You're gonna make me blow my cookies all over your great cock!"
She didn't have to tell him. Another orgasm erupted inside her cunt, and his cock was trapped in the middle of it. Her cunt snapped shut on him, quivering like the mouth of a snake swallowing a rabbit whole, and he pressed against her ass, straining as her cunt squeezed his cock tight.
"Here it fuckin' comes!" Jesse groaned, and she felt his cock begin to gush cum deep inside her orgasmic cunt.
"Yes, yes!" Pam shrieked. "Oh, baby, squirt me full of your hot cock-milk!"
CHAPTER SIX
A thick stream of Jesse's cum was oozing from Pam Parker's aching, splayed cuntlips. He had filled her full of his hot slimy spunk, and her cunt ached from the force of his gushing orgasm.
She lay on her back on the floor, moaning, rubbing her tits with one hand, sliding the middle finger of her other hand in and out of her still-itchy pussy, and pushing her way into the mess of sticky cum that filled her hot cunt.
"Oh, you bastard!" she whined. "You made me come, you fuckin' made me come-I wish my husband could have seen it!"
"What's this about your husband?" Frank asked, mounting Pam as she lay on the floor. Her knees lifted automatically. He pushed her hand out of the way and slid his stiff cock straight into her pussy.
Pam wailed as he hit the bottom of her cum-greased pussy, and her heels kicked straight up into the air. One of her shoes flew off as her feet waved back and forth. She heard it hit the window, but she didn't hear the sound of breaking glass.
"My husband likes to know that I'm having fun!" Pam whispered, offering her lips to Frank. His mouth covered hers and his tongue wiggled inside. "Oh, yes, just like this. Oh, just exactly like this--"
"Oh, man, this sounds like a letter to Penthouse," Jesse said. "You know, the kind where a guy has a beautiful hot wife but he can only get his cock hard if he watches her sucking off a bunch of greasers at a gas station or something like that. Hey, baby, we ain't no greasers! We're all classy dudes! Except maybe Len. What's the matter, Lenny? You better get your pants off and nail some of this hot blonde pussy before Frankie and I fuck her to death, man!"
"Yes, Len," Pamela said, looking over Frank's shoulder at the man who still sat on the sofa, balancing his can of beer on his knee. "You better get some of me while there's still something to get. I think they're gonna wear out my pussy!"
"I'll wait my turn," Len said, grinning crookedly. "They're not likely to wear out the part of you I'm interested in."
Frank's long hard prick fucked into her cunt, squishing fresh bubbles of moisture from her overworked pussy.
Frank fucked in deeper, stretching out her tight cunt, and soon Pam felt his belly slam against hers, and his balls tickle against the twitching crack of her ass, while he stuffed his cock into her pussy again and again and again. Her legs folded around his hips and she pulled him home.
"Fuck my hot pussy, you big mean prick," she whispered. She'd come twice, but she wanted another come so badly she could taste it.
Pam stole a peek at Jesse, who was sitting on the floor, stroking his soft cock, urging it to get hard again.
"Get it hard," Pam said, "and you can have anything I've got!"
She giggled as she saw Jesse's prick begin to fill out vividly in Jesse's shucking fists. He grinned back at her.
"Oh, you gonna get it this time, baby! First in the pussy, and then I'm gonna shoot my cum down your throat so you can taste your own cunt juice all over my big fat cock! I've got a load for you, mama, a big sticky load!"
"Let me get on top," Pam told Frank. "Then we can find out if he fucks as good as he talks!"
Frank took his cock out of Pam. She wanted to cry at the empty feeling inside her pussy, but she knew he'd be back inside her again in a moment or two, and she thought she could live without his cock for that long-maybe.
Frank lay on his back, his cock sticking straight up, crowned by his large purple cock-knob and glistening with the cuntjuice he'd fucked out of Pam's hot pussy.
He ran his hand up her thigh, tracing the top of her stocking, then moving over onto her wet, raw pussy. His finger tickled her cuntslit, and she went up onto tiptoes, purring with delight. He brushed the bump of her clit, and little jolts of ecstasy shot through her quivering, sweat-shiny body.
Frank toyed with her cuntlips, inserting his finger between them just enough to tease her clit and keep it hard.
She grabbed his hand and guided his middle finger straight up her cunt, and she worked her body up and down, reaming her pussy with his finger while she made sucking sounds at Jesse.
The swarthy Latino stood up, his prick pointing out hard and ready. Pam stroked it as he came alongside her, and then she squatted down atop Frank's cock.
Frank put his cock back inside her, and she eased onto the lance-like projection, feeling it go deep and straight and true into her yearning cunt.
"Oh, fucking Jesus!" she moaned as she came down upon his body and linked his cock to her cunt in hot steamy union.
Jesse sat down on the floor beside them, and Pam leaned over to get her mouth on his cock.
Her mouth was dripping saliva, and her tongue was hot enough to burn the flesh of his prick. He gasped at the feel of her mouth clamped tightly around him, sucking like a bitch at his stiff cock.
Pam began to move her head up and down on his prick, panting as she fed on his hugely swollen cock.
"Mmmmm!" she moaned, swallowing hard, her throat throbbing with the exertion of her cocksucking.
"Now you fuck him while you suck on my cock," Frank said, Pam's eyes brightened at the idea. She hopped off Frank's prick and moved over onto Jesse's, fucking it with her hungry cunt. She turned back to Frank and fed his cunt-wet prick into her mouth.
The flavor of her pussy made her mouth water with lust, and she sucked avidly, looking forward to the taste of her cunt-juice on Jesse's prick when it was time to change cocks again.
Pam fucked hard and fast on Jesse's cock, sucking on Frank's at the same time. This was something she'd seen in porno movies, but it had always seemed so wild and slutty a thing for a woman to do. She'd never imagined that it might someday happen in her own life, but as she reveled in the sensation of working two cocks at once, she found herself wondering if she'd ever be content taking men on one at a time again.
Pam heard the front door opening, and so did the men.
"Oh, shit, man," Jesse said. "Who's that coming in?"
"It's my husband!" Pam gasped. "But don't worry! You were right, guys-this is just like one of those crazy letters in Penthouse! He knows what's going on, and it's all cool!"
"And if it ain't, then we'll just kick his ass and fuck you anyway, mama!" Jesse grinned, rubbing his spit-shined cock all over Pam's flushed, excited face. "This is way too good to stop now!"
Her lips gnawed at the hard meat of his cock, her tongue sloshing across his grape-red tip, lapping at the pre-cum that oozed from the slitted opening. But she had to stop for a moment so she could call out to Bob. She didn't want him to miss out on things now that he was home.
"We're in the living room!" Pam gasped. "We're all in the living room! Oh, Bobby, you've fucking gotta see this!"
Bob came around the corner. He'd expected to find Pam with another man. That had been the plan. He'd thought about nothing else all day except the thrill of watching a stranger fuck his hot beautiful wife.
His cock was already hard inside his pants, and his shorts were spotty with dribbles of cum , that had leaked from his prick.
But his jaw dropped when he saw what was happening on the living room floor. Pam was riding the cock of one man, and she had her mouth wrapped around the cock of a short, slim Latin-looking guy.
All she had on were her black stockings and a look of unbridled lust. He could hear squishing sounds as the curly haired man's cock rammed up into her pussy, and he could damn sure hear her moaning as she ate the other guy's unbelievably thick prick.
And another guy, fully clothed, sat on the sofa watching the whole thing! Three men? That hadn't been the plan at all! But here they were, and Pam was already taking on two of them.
Trembling and more excited than he had ever been in his life, Bob took off his jacket and threw it across the back of a chair. He was reaching for his shoelaces when Pamela spoke up.
"No, honey," she said kittenishly. "This is my adventure. It's yours too, but only as a spectator. I want you to watch. I don't want you to join in. Just relax, and if you feel like playing with that big bulge in your pants, go ahead and do it. You can do anything except touch me."
She gave Bob a big smile, then turned toward the couch.
"Oh, damn you, Lenny, are you gonna sit over there like a bump on a log? Do you even have a cock in your pants? Or maybe you just don't like girls! My husband's watching! I want him to see what you can do to me, too!"
"Okay," Lenny said, standing up and putting down his empty beer can. "I kinda thought you had something like this in mind, so I've been waiting. I told you I had some special tastes, and I guess it's time to share them with you, Pam. If you guys are ready, why don't we give this hot bitch a real party?"
"Looks to me as if that's what Jesse and I are doing already!" Frank panted, fucking his cock up into Pam's pi stoning cunt, his hands tight on her bobbing ass. "If you want any of this, you better come and get it before it's all gone! I don't think she can last much longer!"
The hell she can't, Bob thought smugly, rubbing the bulge in his pants. My nasty wife can take on six guys just like you and still moan for more! His prick throbbed as he realized that he was about to get some firsthand evidence of just what his darling Pam really was capable of.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Uh, wait a minute," Bob said from his chair. "Exactly what are you guys proposing to do to my wife?"
"Something that will probably make you come in your pants while you watch," Len replied, pulling off his shirt. He slid his jeans down his legs.
"This is so exciting," Pam said, blushing while she squatted on the floor, surrounded by the three naked guys. All of them had hard-ons.
Jesse and Frank were playing with their pricks.
Len pulled the cushions off the sofa and tossed them onto the floor.
"You, blondie," he said, pointing at Pam. "I think you should he down on the pillows. Yeah, put them under your smooth golden tummy. Face-down, that's right. Now spread those long sweet legs and let us all get a good look at your wet pink pussy. Stick your ass up, baby, and give it a little wiggle and shake. Make my cock get real hard from watching you."
Pam felt giddy with excitement. She kept looking at Bob, to see how he was taking it. He had a look of rapt fascination on his face, and his hand was resting on the swell in his pants. He nodded at her.
"I think this is gonna be great," he said softly. "Are you sure you want to go ahead, though, honey?"
Pam giggled nervously.
"I'm in a little too deep to stop now," she said. "They've already fucked me two or three times. How can I say no to anything now?"
"All right, baby, here I come," Len said, kneeling behind Pam and pushing his hard cock into her pussy. He had a very stiff prick, though it wasn't particularly big.
He lay atop her, fucking her with his cock, his hands all over her tits as he fucked her. He fucked with a hungry desperation that sent his cock pounding up her pussy relentlessly.
The hard penetration of Len's cock sent an orgasm shuddering through Pam's wet tight pussy. She was coming like a river.
"Oh, Jesus, yesssss!" she hissed as his prick set her off and made little stars explode behind her eyelids. His hands clawed her tits, pinching at her hardened pink nipples, and she felt as if her tits were coming too.
Lenny fucked deep and hard, and she moaned to feel her orgasm intensifying while his strokes continued. Her cunt ached to feel the squirt of his spunk inside her, but he seemed to be in no hurry at all to shoot his load.
Her cunt got wetter and hotter, itching and burning as he continued to fuck her.
"Oh, fuck you!" Pam groaned. "Will you squirt your fucking cum in me? You're ramming me raw! I need some lube-juice to keep my cunt from ripping apart!"
"This slut's nasty mouth is bothering me," Len said. "You guys come around here and shut her up for me, okay?"
Pam looked up to see both Frank and Jesse on their knees in front of her, their cocks sticking out.
"Well, okay!" she said, grabbing one with each hand.
She licked Jesse's cock while she jerked and stroked on Frank's prick, and then she switched. If it hadn't been for the unmistakable dimensions of Jesse's prick, she'd never have been able to keep straight which one she was sucking.
Her mouth swallowed deeply over Jesse's prick. Her tongue washed his hard cock and her mouth sucked the wetness away, only to leave more as the saliva flowed even more hotly from her glands. He was spurting little bubbles of cum, and she sucked them off his cock-knob, but it was only a sample of what he had to give her, and it made her starve for the full majestic glory of his squirting spunk.
Len's cock fucked deeper, harder, and faster into Pam's wet blonde pussy. She screamed as the tip of Len's prick savaged the far interior of her hot cunt, and she wiggled and squirmed, bathing his cock in her flowing pussyjuices. He fingered her clit hard as he fucked her, and she whimpered soulfully around the cock in her mouth, moaning out the joy that filled her body.
"Suck on me for a while, baby," Frank said, pulling gently on her hair. Reluctantly, she released Jesse's cock and thrust her face down over Frank's hard prick. It sank into her mouth straight to the balls, filling her throat.
Pam sucked hard, twisting her head as she worked Frank's prick voraciously. Pam's hunger throbbed like a drum inside her body. She sucked hard at the cock in her mouth, starving for its load.
As she sucked and fucked, she let her eyes flicker over in her husband's direction. His face was expressionless. He looked as if someone had bashed him in the head with a sledgehammer. The only thing moving was his hand, which squeezed again and again at the hugely swollen bulge in his pants.
As Pam watched, Bob unzipped his pants and stuck his hand inside to take hold of his hard prick. He didn't take his eyes off Pam, but she saw him shiver involuntarily as he clutched his cock.
Frank's cock throbbed in her mouth, gushing hot cum across Pam's tongue. She gasped at the oral delight, gargling on his squirting jizz. Her mouth tightened on his cock and she sucked the cream from his thrusting rigid flesh, smacking her lips and whipping him with her cum-coated tongue. She raised her head, sucking in a breath, and she threw her face onto Jesse's prick, starving for the taste of his spunk.
"I want you to come in my mouth too," she said throatily, rolling her tongue up and down his fat hard prick.
She'd just taken Jesse's cock back inside for some deeper, harder sucking when her cunt was suddenly emptied as Len yanked his cock out of her dripping, twitchy pussy. Pam raised her face from Jesse's cock and looked back over her shoulder at Len.
"You didn't come yet, you mother-fucker!" she growled. "What the hell are you taking your cock out of my pussy for?"
"Because I'm gonna stick it up your mother-fuckin' ass," Len said. "I told you those guys wouldn't wear out the part of you that I wanted, baby! It's all pink and moist and pretty, and it looks as tight as a mouse's ear! You've been screaming, but you're really gonna scream when I fuck your sweet tight asshole!"
"Oh, God!" Pam moaned. "I've never had it in the ass before-I've seen it done, but I've never done it myself!"
"This tight little thing has never been fucked?" Len asked, rubbing the tip of his thumb across her asshole. She squirmed, drooling saliva onto Jesse's cock where it hovered an inch below the flutter of her trembling pink lips.
"Never!" Pam gasped. "Unless you count fingers!"
"How about it, friend?" Len asked, turning to Bob. Pam's husband actually had his cock out now, the big hard shaft thrusting up out of his unzipped pants, his hand tight around it. "Do you wanna see me bust your blonde wife's cherry asshole?"
Pam looked at Bob, too. He couldn't talk. He was drooling uncontrollably, and his eyes were still glazed over. His hand moved up and down the hardened shaft of his cock. Pam had never seen his prick look so big, stiff, and fiery with lust and arousal. She almost felt bad that he wasn't ravishing her along with the three strangers she'd brought home. And it looked as if Frank's cock was down for the count, which left Pam with only two pricks in action.
"Yes!" Bob gasped. "I really think I'd like to see you do that to my wife! Open her asshole!"
Pam moaned as Len began to fuck his thumb into her shithole. She was dripping with sweat, but her asshole felt dry, and she squirmed and whined with fear and pain as he attempted to enter her.
"Oh, I'm not ready!" she sobbed.
Len bent down and started to lick her asshole. Pamela yelped at the touch of his tongue on her shit-chute.
"That feels so nasty," she said. "God, I love it!"
He tongued her hotly. She could feel her resistance fading as his tongue worshipped her asshole. His thumb worked into her pussy-no problem with dryness or reluctance there. She was dripping wet inside, and he fucked his thumb in and out, coating it with her hot funky juices.
Pam whined and purred as he double-holed her. She was too distracted to do much sucking on Jesse's cock, but she kept her hand busy on it, and she planted a host of wet kisses on the tip and along the rigid length.
"Oh, that feels sooooo good!" she moaned, enjoying Len's attack on her ass and her pussy.
His tongue tickled into her asshole. The muscles seemed aroused by his attentions, and they parted delicately, allowing his tongue to go deeper and deeper. Traci had licked Pam's ass, too, but it hadn't felt the same. Traci had been frisky, like a playful kitten. Len had deeper, nastier goals in mind.
He took his thumb out of her cunt and pressed the pussy-wet tip against her asshole. He pushed, and the muscles yielded to his pressure.
"Oh!" Pam groaned as he made penetration.
She gulped hard. There seemed to be a big lump in her throat.
Her blue eyes rolled in their sockets. His thumb was as big as two of Traci's fingers, and then some. He fucked it into her all the way, and he rotated his thumb inside Pam's shithole. His fingertips brushed across the raw slice of her pussy and the upstanding nub of her clit. She squeezed her legs together, pressuring her pussy, trapping his fingers along the wet crease of her cunt. Her belly flip-flopped, and her asshole began to suck Len's thumb in and out.
"Your cock!" she whined. "I think I want--God, I think I need your cock inside me! Right now!"
"I need my cock inside you too, honey," Jesse said, twining his fingers through Pam's blonde hair. He pushed at the top of her head, and she lowered her face to his cock, starving for the flavor of prick on her tongue. Her mouth opened and his cock went inside, and she sucked down to the balls, her head almost ready to burst from the huge cock that filled her.
At her shithole, Len was removing his thumb. Her ass muscles had no time to contract before his cock was pushing into the opening he had thumb-tested. Pam's ass lifted up high as Len probed at her shithole, and her mouth was so full of cock she could make only the tiniest muffled groan around Jesse's prick while Len inserted his prick into her wide-stretched asshole.
Len thrust, and the plunging stab of his hard prick almost ruptured Pam's asshole. He hit bottom, and her whole body shook.
"Ugggghhhh!" Pam moaned around Jesse's cock. "Oh, yes, baby, I want you to fuck me like a bitch! Break my juicy ass with your cock!"
She could hear Bob moaning, but she was too busy to look in his direction. She could tell from the sound that he was enjoying what he saw.
Pam was still sucking wolfishly at Jesse's cock, eating the whole thick length of his prick. How she had managed she wasn't sure, but he was fucking his cherry-red cock-knob into her throat, and she was kissing his balls each time she slammed her face down on his hard thrusting prick. Her saliva ran in a river down the slamming shaft of his cock, bubbling in the hairs at the base of the thick column.
Meanwhile, Len was fucking the shit out of her asshole. Each time he jerked back to ram her again, it felt as if her bowels were emptying, but then his cock came shoving back up, pushing everything into place again.
"Oh, Christ!" Pam groaned around Jesse's mouth-filling prick. She hoped to hell Bobby was taking notes. She wished he were taking pictures.
She was making gagging noises around Jesse's cock. Her throat ached from the size of him, nearly as much as her asshole ached from the hard hot fucking Len was throwing up it. Pam raised her head, a gush of drool oozing down her chin.
"I can't suck you down again," she said. "I'll die if I do. But, oh, God, I still want it, want it soooo bad!"
Len put his hands around her waist and lifted his body upward, pulling Pam with him, his cock still fucking in and out of her twitching asshole. She was bent over from the waist, her chin almost touching the floor, her tits dangling before her face so close she could kiss herself on the nipples. She tasted the salty sweat on her tits, and let her tongue work back and forth across her stiffened pink nipples. She felt her excitement build to even greater heights.
"Let's double-fuck her," Len said to Jesse. "Get underneath and I'll lower her down on that big cock of yours. Think you can handle it, blondie? Me in your ass and Jesse up your cunt?"
"Try me," Pam said. "Oh, just fuckin try me!"
She spread her legs while Jesse moved underneath. The slim Latino propped his back against the sofa cushions and held his cock upright. Pam, groaning again with each fresh thrust Len made up her tight horny ass, eased herself downward, guided by Len's hands and steered by his driving cock. She squatted down over Jesse's body, feeling the tip of his cock kiss her dripping pussy lips.
"I think that's the spot!" she gasped as his cock fucked up and in. Her pussy was just as eager to take him as it had been the first time, and she moaned aloud as she sank down it, thrust in that direction by the driving pressure of Len's cock shoved up her shithole. She melted down over Jesse's body, bathing his entire cock in her dripping cunt, while Len fucked in from the rear.
"Both of you," Pam moaned. "Both of you fucking my hot body at the same goddamn time -oh, Bobby, are you watching this? Are you seeing it all?"
Pam came first, screaming with orgasmic ecstasy as the two cocks continued to double-fuck her fuck-holes. Her pussy convulsed around Jesse's prick as her asshole clenched madly at Len's ass-fucking prick. Her clit, rubbed to orgasm by the scratchy hairs of Jesse's groin, exploded.
She screamed again and again, aware only that she was in the grip of a tumultuous release beyond anything she had ever experienced. She hardly felt the gushing stabs of Len's cock, and of Jesse's cock, as they erupted and filled her with their sticky hot cum.
Half an hour later, Pam still lay on the floor, still naked except for her black stockings. She stretched across the sprawled sofa cushions, her hands rubbing up and down the nearly exhausted gash of her cunt.
The men were gone, all except Bob Parker. Pam opened her eyes to see that her husband was standing above her, his pants gone, his hard cock sticking out.
"I want to fuck you," he said. "I want to stick my cock inside you and never take it out."
He dropped to his knees beside her, his cock thrusting. She took hold of it and brought it to her mouth. She took it inside and sucked at his rigid cock, then licked her way up and down it. Her mouth nuzzled and worshipped his balls. She could almost taste the hot load of cum that boiled inside his sac.
"I take it you liked what you saw," she said, her throat still clogged from all the hot jizz she had eaten.
Bob put his hands on her heaving tits, teasing her itchy pink nipples.
"You take it correctly," he said, his voice still showing traces of awe at what he had witnessed. "It was incredible! I was so hot and excited, and so proud of you at the same time!"
"They didn't matter a fuck," Pam said. "I was doing it all for you-to turn you on-to make you crazy with lust-lust for me! And I think I did that, didn't I?"
Bob nodded. While Pam licked his cock, he stripped off his shirt. Her hands went up to stroke his broad, hair-matted chest, to tickle his hard nipples. Her lips slid over the tip of his cock, her tongue pushing and pulling his prick in and out of her mouth.
"I love you," she said, opening her legs.
He mounted her and brought his cock to the mouth of her pussy.
"Oh, God!" Pam gasped. "I'm full of their jizz! You better put on a rubber! There's one in my purse! I don't normally carry them, but I thought that it might be a good idea to take one along with me when I went looking for some strange prick. But I never even got around to unwrapping it!"
She rolled the rubber down over his cock, smoothing the wrinkles.
"You look so hot and wild with that thing on," Pam said. And then she took his prick in her mouth again, using her richly flowing saliva to moisten the outside of the rubber sheath. "Mmmm, I think you're ready for me now."
Bob nodded, feeling very ready, and he climbed over her again. As her knees lifted and her cunt opened, his rubber-coated cock went fucking into Pam's cum-oozing pussy, and she screamed at the feel of his hard length buried in her fuck-hole.
Pam brought her knees back almost to her shoulders, opening her pussy for his hot attack, and Bob took everything she offered. His hard cock-knob thumped vigorously against the bottom of her cunt, and she felt an orgasm rippling through her bones once more. Her cunt grew tighter, hotter, and more excited around his prick. Her hands wrapped around his neck and she pulled his face to hers for hot kisses.
"I wish we had thought to take pictures!" Pam gasped. "Can you imagine how thrilling it would be to have photos-oh, God, slides, maybe! Or even a videotape! We could look at them anytime and get ourselves excited all over again!"
"The next time!" Bob groaned. "The next time--we'll take-pictures!"
He fucked harder into her blistered cunt and she wailed, feeling the agony of an abused pussy.
"Fuck me!" Pam moaned. "Oh, fuck me hard!"
Bob fucked her hard. He fucked her harder than hard. He hadn't let himself come, even though he'd been stroking savagely at his cock as he watched her with the three men. His prick was loaded with jism, and he aimed to splatter her pussy with his hot explosion.
Pam swore she felt the rubber's tip expand inside her as it suddenly filled with Bob's cum. The vibrant force of his orgasm tipped Pam over the edge too.
"Oh, yesssss!" she screamed. "I'm cummm-mmming!"
He pulled out of her, his cock beginning to wilt after the fury of his climax. The end of the rubber was full of his squirted spunk. A nasty idea came to Pam's mind. Wiggling around, she slid the rubber down off of his cock, holding it up so as not to spill a drop of the abundant jizz it contained.
As Bob watched, Pam lay back, pouring a dribble of his spunk into the spread-open cleft of her pussy.
"It feels hot," she said. "Like boiling water."
She massaged his cum onto her clit.
She poured a little more on her nipples, stroking them until the coating of cum made them glisten.
"But I bet it tastes like hot honey!" she whispered, emptying the rest of the rubber's contents onto her extended tongue. "Oh, yes, it does!"
Pam giggled, and she stuck her tongue into the rubber, licking the insides dry of her husband's exciting, sex-charged cum.
Then Pam lay back.
"We definitely need pictures," she said, sighing with gratification.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Hi," Pam said, beaming into the camera. "This is Pam and Bob, wishing all of our friends a really happy holiday. I just hope your year has been as fantastic as ours!"
She snuggled close to Bob on the sofa.
"Great fuckin' year!" Bob exclaimed, slipping his arm around Pam and bringing a hand up to cup her tit. He gave her a hearty squeeze, then pushed her hair aside and started to lick at her ear. us "Ooohh, that feels naughty," Pam said, covering the hand that held her tit. She looked at the camera and winked. "He's been like this the whole year. Maybe that's why it's been such a trip for both of us. Bobby, are you gonna get nasty with me while everyone's watching?"
"I sure am, baby," he said in a slobbery voice, nibbling at her neck. His fingers were already undoing the front of her dress, reaching inside to find her soft pink-nippled tits.
"Cut! Fuckin' cut!" Dan Craig yelled. "What the hell are you people doing? I thought you wanted to videotape a Christmas message for your friends? You look like you're doing a porno tape!"
Bob and Pamela both looked up, Pam's blue eyes shining.
"Oh," she said, while Bob continued to caress the front of her lacy pink teddy. "Does this bother you? It certainly doesn't bother us, and we did want to share our happiness with all our friends!"
Dan looked at Marcy, the girl who worked for him. They'd been involved in the video business for two years, taping weddings and graduations and proms. This was the first time they'd ever encountered a couple who wanted to grope each other in front of the camera.
Marcy was blushing as she stood by the light panel.
"Listen," Dan said, "maybe you should find someone else to do your tape. I think this is a little beyond me and Marcy--"
"Really?" Pam asked, standing up. Her dress opened and her body was revealed. Under the dress she wore her pink teddy, one that was sheer enough to let most of her juicy body show through. Bob's hand rested on her tummy just below the sweet swell of her jiggly tits.
Bob's hand slid down Pam's belly and cupped the prominent swell of her cunt bulge. She spread her legs just a little as she stood, and his hand moved into the gap, taking firmer hold of her flesh. She closed her eyes as he manipulated her cunt.
"It really has been a fantastic year for us," she said. "And we did soooo want to have some pictures of it. Don't you think you could humor us just a little? We're willing to pay extra, if it embarrasses you."
The longer he stared at Pam's half-exposed body, the more Dan became aware that his prick was beginning to get stiff inside his pants.
"Marcy," he said, turning to his assistant. "It's up to you, honey."
Dan's relationship with Marcy was strictly business. She was good at handling the lights and sound, the things that he couldn't always take care of while he was running the camera. He'd tried to fuck her a time or two, but she'd turned him down flat. She lived with a guy, the same guy she'd been dating since junior high, and she'd never been faithful to him. Dan was sure she would say no.
"Jesus, I don't know," Marcy said softly. "This is so weird-I mean, I can't imagine them ever sending this tape as a video Christmas card for their friends, but on the other hand, we need the money. Since it's almost porno, though, I think we ought to charge them more. Okay?"
Dan nodded. He wanted to sigh in relief, but he was afraid it would give everyone the wrong impression.
"All right," he told the Parkers. "But because of the nature of the taping, we're going to have to charge you four hundred instead of two-fifty for the session."
"No problem," Bob said, pulling Pam back down onto the sofa. "Just yell when you're ready."
"I'm ready," Dan said, gulping as he picked up his camera and peered through the viewfinder.
"Bob and I have learned so much about ourselves," Pam said, smiling straight into the camera. Bob slipped the dress off her shoulders and began to kiss her everywhere the teddy didn't cover.
Dan took a quick peek at Marcy. She wasn't paying much attention to the lights. She was peering over the light bank, her eyes getting bigger and more interested as the Parkers kept on fondling and caressing each other. He saw her jaw drop when Bob slid the teddy down to expose Pam's tits.
Dan had never seen nipples glowing so ripely, so richly, so ready to be sucked. His mouth got dry, then filled with so much saliva that he almost choked on it.
Pam Parker lay back on the sofa, lifting her hips as her husband slid the teddy down her long sensuous body.
Dan's temples throbbed as more and more of her naked flesh came into view.
By the time the teddy was down to the level of her pussy fur, Dan's cock was standing up hard and hot inside his pants, so stiff that he felt as if the blood had all rushed out of his head and down to his prick. He was using both hands on the camera, and he wished he had a third hand he could use on his cock.
Dan could feel Pam's blue eyes fixed upon him. She threw one leg up over the back of the sofa, exposing her sweet luscious cunt. Still eyeing the camera, she reached down and let her fingers move through the curls of blonde cunt-fur.
As Pam's hand stroked the pink gash of her cunt, Dan could feel moisture in his palms, as if it were his hand caressing her glistening cunt. He gripped the camera tighter, his hands shaking so much he was afraid he might drop it and break it.
He trained the camera on her body. He zoomed in, gulping as he got a close-up look at her pussy. Pam saw that he was focusing on her crotch, and she smiled, pushing her rubbery cuntlips apart and exposing the interior of her pussy.
Dan felt a little squirt of jism shoot from his cock, into his shorts. His cock was full already and starting to leak.
Bob was kissing his wife's tits, slurping at the stiffened pink nipples while Pam angled her body and fed them into his hungry mouth. Licking his lips, he turned to the camera and said: "I just wish all you guys were here with us right now. You wouldn't believe how juicy Pam's tits are. You'd love the way they taste."
"Oh, I like the way you do that!" Pam moaned as Bob started to lick his way down her tummy. Her pussy lifted toward his face when his head got close enough, and the tip of his tongue wriggled through the fluffy hairs of her golden cunt bush. Dan heard her moaning as Bob's tongue slid up and down over the erected button of Palm's clit.
Bob ate pussy as if he enjoyed it. But Pam kept glancing over at the camera, and Dan found himself wondering if she was excited by the tongue that lashed her hot hard clit or by the knowledge that she was not only being watched, but also photographed while it happened to her. Dan steadied his grip on the camera.
Bob's tongue worked into Pam's spread cunt. He was dripping saliva into her pussy, massaging her clit, then shoving his tongue straight up her pulled-open fuck-hole. Her blonde cunt-fur glistened with the drool that was oozing from Bob's mouth. He covered her pussy and sucked hard, then started to lick again.
Pam's head tossed from side to side, her lush blonde hair half-veiling her face as her head moved back and forth. She pushed it aside, and there was an almost infectious glow to her skin. She looked into the camera and she smiled, licking her full red lips.
Dan Craig thought his cock was about to go off in his pants. He had never wanted anything in his life as much as he wanted to shove his cock into Pam's mouth and fuck her until his cum gushed down her gulping throat.
"This is amazing!" a soft voice whispered in his ear. It was Marcy's voice. "I can't believe they're doing that!"
Her body pushed against Dan's. He was suddenly aware of her small, hard, pointy tits touching his back, pressing him. Her groin eased against his ass. Her hands were on his shoulders.
"I feel so crazy," she said and her body came closer.
Dan could feel her warmth, and even the stiffness of her nipples. She wasn't wearing a bra under her shirt, which he hadn't noticed until he felt the touch of her hard-nippled tits on his back.
Marcy's tits were firm and sweet. Dan had touched them a couple of times. He knew they would fit perfectly into the palms of his hands. He wished he had his hands on Marcy's tits instead of the camera he was holding!
"Oh, God, look at them now!" Marcy gasped, pushing her body even closer to Dan's. Her tits were as sharp as arrow points against his back. Her fingers dug into his shoulders. The touch of her groin on his ass made Dan's cock tingle inside his pants.
Bob was sucking his wife's stiff clit while he fucked her hot pussy with three fingers. She moaned and jerked at each thrust, and his fingers came out of her cunt coated with glistening juice. Seen through the zoomed-in camera lens, the effect was fantastic. Dan could even see the lips of Pam's cunt sucking back at Bob's fingers.
"I've never seen anyone doing that before!" Marcy whispered. "Not for real! Watching a fuck film doesn't count! God, listen to her moaning! Look at the way she's pinching her nipples! They're not faking a goddamn thing! Jesus, I think she's gonna come!"
"Oh, yesssss!" Pam shrieked, wrapping her legs around Bob's neck and pulling his face into the pit of her pussy. "Suck it out of me, Bobby! Make me come all over your face!"
Marcy's hands were on Dan's chest. Her tits rubbed hotly, firmly, against his back, and her leg rubbed against one of his, sawing back and forth as she pressed her pussy into his ass.
Her hands moved lower.
"What are you doing?" Dan asked in shock as Marcy reached low enough to find the hard lump of cock that his baggy pants almost concealed. She grabbed his swollen prick and gave it a hearty squeeze.
"Feels like I'm not the only one who's excited!" the girl whispered into Dan's ear.
"This isn't very professional, Marcy," Dan said, but he couldn't keep the excitement out of his voice. "And what about your boyfriend?"
Marcy unzipped Dan's pants and reached inside.
"I can't wait till I get home to Nick," she said. "My cunt is on fire from watching those crazy people! Oh, God, Dan!"
Back on the sofa, Bob Parker was getting out of his pants. Pam was helping him. As soon as she got his shorts down and her hands full of his cock, she let him finish undressing himself. She took his long hard prick in both hands, sliding them up and down the cockshaft while she hummed and moved her lips across his prick-tip, teasing him with her mouth and giving him little tentative sucks that barely got his cockhead wet.
"Oh, that looks like fun," Marcy said.
By this time she had Dan's cock out of his pants, and her slim-fingered hand was working diligently up and down his thrusting prickshaft. She kissed her boss on his shoulder, and then she slid down onto her knees.
"Turn around, just a little," she said. "I'm going to suck your prick."
Still working the camera, Dan turned his lower body, and Marcy moved to him on her knees. His prick hit her face two or three times, and then she pulled it into her mouth, sucking his hard cock hard and deep into her throat. Her teeth scraped at his prickflesh as she pulled it in and out, her tongue a velvet welcome mat. The harder she sucked, the longer his cock seemed to grow.
Pam Parker was giving her husband a hell of a blowjob on the sofa, too. Dan had been so wrapped up in his own response to Marcy's mouth that he'd hardly noticed what his camera was recording.
Pam sucked Bob's long hard cock, hardly straining as she swallowed his cock to his balls again and again. Her throat throbbed each time the cockhead entered her.
Dan felt his own pants being taken down.
"I want your balls, too," Marcy said as she tugged the trousers and shorts downward.
She held his cock in her fist, stroking and squeezing the engorged prick-knob while her mouth moved down to suckle Dan's balls with a furious hungry passion. She even pushed his balls out of the way and licked into the crack of his ass. He felt her tongue working on his asshole and he almost dropped the camera. He found himself aiming the lens at the ceiling, and he jerked it back to the Parkers.
"Are you getting this?" Bob asked, looking over at Dan. "We want our friends to get a good shot of the way Pam can suck a cock! Oh, baby, I think we're turning on the photographer and his assistant! Pam, can you see what they're doing?"
Without missing a slurp, Pam looked toward the camera. She giggled around the cock that filled her mouth. Daniel Craig was pumping his cock into the mouth of his redheaded assistant, and it looked to Pam as if he had plenty of cock to pump her with.
"Oh, you two," Pam said to Dan and Marcy. "Why don't you quit pretending to be on the job and come play with us? We can make some movies later!"
While Bob sat on the sofa, Pam was draped over his upper body, her head in his lap. She wolfed up and down, sucking Bob's cock with greedy, Up-smacking swallows.
Bob pulled her down a little farther so he could get his mouth between her legs. She scissored her thighs around his neck and he shoved his face straight into her twitchy cunt, spearing his tongue into the wet pink hole of her turned on pussy. Her clit was the size of a pea, and his tongue washed it in hot drooling saliva, mixing his spit with the froth of juice that leaked out of Pam's pussy.
Beside them, Dan Craig was bouncing Marcy on his lap. She'd been a little shy about undressing in front of everyone, but she had been the last one with any clothes on it and it seemed easier to join in than to be the odd one out.
Naked, her body was nicer than Dan had imagined. She was on the skinny side, but he liked girls lean. Her tits were small, her waist tiny, and her ass almost boyishly slim. She had freckles everywhere, and Dan had run his tongue across virtually every one of them. It was clear she felt a little guilty about cheating on her boyfriend, Nick, but she was also unbearably excited, and the excitement outweighed the guilt very quickly. By the time Dan had licked her wet pussy into swampy arousal, she was moaning and panting and begging him to stick his cock up her cunt.
Her pussy squeezed at Dan's cock as she slid up and down on its imbedded length. Pussy juices drooled down the tube of her cunt, oiling Dan's cock for deeper and harder insertions. He played with her sweet hard tits, tickling the tingly brown nipples, and she kept leaning back to kiss him while they fucked. Her hand clutched the cock-split mound of her pussy, making the cuntlips hug even more tightly around Dan's thrusting prick.
Bob's cock erupted inside Pam's mouth. She gargled on his spunk, allowing half the cum to roll back down his cockshaft so Dan and Marcy could see her lick her way down to Bob's balls and suck the creamy jizz from her husband's cockflesh.
"Oh!" Pam gasped, licking her lips, "I just love to eat cum!"
Pam licked Bob clean, then slid off him. She went over to the stand where Dan had left his camera.
"Oh, this thing is really simple to use, isn't it?" she asked, aiming it.
Dan looked up and saw that the camera was on. Pam was taping him as he fucked Marcy's pussy.
"Do something creative," Pam said. "Fuck her dog-style. Or maybe you could stick it up her ass? Let's make this an exciting tape!"
Bob was behind Pam, tickling her tits while she worked the camera. Dan was afraid she'd drop it and break it, but his cock was wedged inside Marcy's tight hot cunt and he figured he'd rather have a broken camera than miss out on the orgasm he was about to squirt from his cock.
"C'mon, Marcy," he said, pulling at the girl who rode him. "You heard the director--"
"You've gotta erase this tape!" Marcy moaned as she got into position. "If Nick ever finds out about this, he'll kill me!"
But it didn't stop her from getting onto her knees on the sofa. Her elbows rested on the back, and she wiggled her slim, cute ass invitingly.
Dan spread her asscrack for the camera, instructing Pam on how to zoom in for a close-up of Marcy's open, red-fuzzed pussy. He stuck his finger inside while Pam was zoomed close, and he fingered the redhead until her pussy erupted in a hot mini-come that almost mashed his inserted digit.
"Ooooohhhh, I want more!" Marcy whined, rocking and clenching.
Dan moved in behind her and fitted his cock back into her pussy. He'd already fucked her cunt, and he knew that his prick would fit her perfectly. He gripped her ass and gave her a shove that buried his cock and Marcy arched and bucked and moaned lewdly, feeling the hot firm bite of his cock.
"Sideways," Dan said. "We're on camera. They can't see anything from this angle!"
Marcy turned around, still holding Dan's cock with her tight cunt. Dan looked at Pam, and she nodded.
"Great shot," Pam said. "I can see it all! Fill her up with that cock! Let's think porno, folks!"
Dan fucked in and out of Marcy's cunt, prodding the red-headed girl deeply.
"Do you like being on camera?" Dan asked Marcy, fucking her harder and deeper with his cock. He began to fuck faster, urging his cock to give up its resistance and let the jism fly straight up Marcy's horny pussy.
He kept hitting the mouth of her womb with his swollen cock-knob. Marcy screamed every time he fucked into her.
"You want a hot shot?" Dan panted. "Then make sure you get a good close-up of this!"
He jerked his cock out of moaning Marcy and fired a splattery burst of spunk onto the small of her back.
"Oooohhhh, it's so hot!" the girl wailed, reaching back to massage the oily jizz into her skin.
Dan shoved his cock back into her pussy, still squirting, and finished himself off inside her convulsing, orgasmic cunt. The cum squirted from her cunt as he kept fucking in and out of Marcy, and her orgasm intensified with each thrust.
"You're killing me!" she moaned. "Oh, God, you're fucking my pussy to death! But don't stop, baby, ooooohhhh, don't stop!"
CHAPTER NINE
Pam uncorked the wine bottle.
"I think I'm getting drunk," she said, refilling her glass with burgundy. "But that was so much fun, and I can hardly wait to see the tape!"
"Are you really sending this video as a Christmas card?" Marcy asked, offering her glass to be refilled, too. "What will your friends think when they see all that stuff?"
"Our good friends will be excited," Pam said. "Anyone else, who cares what they think?"
She looked at Marcy.
"You're cute," Pam said. "See? I must really be drunk! I've never made a pass at a redhead when I was sober!"
"I honestly don't think I'm interested," Marcy said. "I've never messed around with another woman."
"That's what I said the first time I did it!"
Pam whispered, easing her naked body against Marcy's. Her pink nipples tickled insistently at Marcy's shoulder, and then one of her tits came directly into contact, nipple touching nipple, with Marcy's nearest tit. Marcy sighed at the touch, closing her eyes.
Pam cupped the other tit, squeezing gently at its firm rounded curves. It was small and delicate, but hard and ripe at the same time, just like a peach that had fallen off the tree a week early. The nipple felt warm and stiff cradled in the hollow of Pam's hand. She squeezed down, harder, her eyes fixed on Marcy's.
"God," Dan Craig said softly. He looked down at his cock. It was beginning to get hard. He'd thought the load of cum he'd fired up Marcy's cunt half an hour before had depleted his prick for the next month, but his balls were beginning to ache and his cock was definitely getting hard as he watched his cute red-headed partner being caressed by the luscious Mrs. Parker. Pam leaned in closer. Her mouth itched to taste Marcy's cunt, and she hoped with all her heart that hers would be the first pussy Marcy's lips ever touched.
He leaned back, smiling as he watched his wife go to work. He sucked in his breath as Pam's lips brushed Marcy's. The kiss was light, fleeting, and over before Marcy realized it had happened. The redhead's lips parted, and she groaned as if she wished for another taste.
Pam slipped her knee between Marcy's legs. The redhead's patch of pussy-fur parted, exposing her cute little cunt. Pam's knee eased against it, and Marcy groaned slightly.
Pam's Ups came down atop Marcy's, this time hard and possessive and clutching. Pam mounted the trembling redhead and forced her down onto the sofa, pushing her slim, writhing body with a hot, knowing sexual urgency.
Marcy's legs spread and Pam's cunt came to rest against the redhead's cunt. Marcy moaned into Pam's mouth their cunts bumped. Her knees lifted, squeezing at Pam's flanks. Her hands wrapped around Pam's neck. She lifted her face into the kiss, and she opened her mouth wider to allow Pam's tongue to enter.
"I'm fucking you like a man!" Pam whispered, ramming her pussy against Marcy's. "But I bet no man ever fucked you with anything like the sweet hot cunt that I'm shoving at you! Did they, baby?"
Marcy giggled softly.
"Oooohhhh!" she groaned. "It feels soooo weird to bump cunts with you!" Her hands went down, cupping the firm cheeks of Pam's ass.
"Come a little bit closer, you're my kind of girl!" Marcy whispered, and then she purred as her clit responded to the ticklish caress of Pam's cunt.
Dan shook his head. His cock was sticking straight out now, totally erect, the cockhead as big as a doorknob and as red as a cherry. His balls were producing a load of spunk to replace the load he'd shot into Marcy's cunt earlier.
"I think this belongs in our video," Bob Parker said, tipping the burgundy bottle to his mouth and emptying it in one swallow. "Don't you, Dan?"
Dan nodded and grabbed his camera. He got it up to his eye just as Pam began to move down Marcy's body.
Pam kissed and sucked the redhead's freckled, brown-pointed tits. She bit into the firm ripe nipples until Marcy whined and moaned. Pam's saliva ran all over Marcy's tits, and her hands dug urgently into the firm, thrusting curves of flesh.
Pam sucked the nipples until they throbbed, and then she bit down to make them hurt just a little. Then she sucked again until the hurt went away and only delight remained.
"What are you going to do to me?" Marcy asked. "I mean, I've seen this in dirty movies, but no one has ever actually done it to me, and I don't know if that stuff in the movies is fake or what--"
"You talk too much!" Pam whispered, sliding her mouth down the redhead's flat, smooth tummy, into the patch of red curls that decorated Marcy's crotch.
Pam let her fingers tickle the wet, already-fucked slice of Marcy's pussy, and she used her mouth on the insides of the redhead's slim, well-toned legs, licking up and down in slow passes that made Marcy twitch and writhe.
She looked up and saw that Dan was kneeling by the sofa with his camera, taking a close-up movie of her mouth at work on Marcy. Pam beamed at the camera, rolling her eyes delightedly and blowing a kiss. Looking down, she saw that Dan's cock was rigidly erect, and she reached down to fondle his hard prick for a long moment.
Dan aimed the camera down to capture Pam's cock-rubbing hand in action. She squeezed his prick, milking a drop or two of pre-cum from his big velvety cock-knob and, as he followed her with the camera, she brought it up to her mouth and licked the stuff from her fingers.
"I want pussy!" Pamela moaned at the camera. "Oh, God, I want pussy! I want to be up to my ears in ripe sweet pussy! And I can smell a sweet ripe pussy soooooo close!"
Pam spread Marcy's red-fuzzed cunt and started to lick.
Marcy screamed with ecstasy as Pam started to work on her. She'd never had another woman's face between her legs before and it didn't take her long to realize that it was not at all the same as being sucked by a man.
"No guy can eat cunt like a woman can," Pamela said, looking up at Marcy, her mouth ringed in Marcy's cunt fluids. "Guys are the best, but when you need your pussy licked, you should always go straight to the source."
Marcy nodded. She understood.
Pam dipped back into Marcy's cunt. She sucked and chewed on the dainty lips of Marcy's cunt. They hardly protruded at all. Her cunt looked almost unused, but it tasted as sweet as honey.
The deeper her tongue went into Marcy's pussy, the more vividly Pam could taste the jism that Dan had squirted up Marcy's fuck-hole. She winked at the photographer as she continued to feed on his assistant.
Her tongue whipped Marcy's clit, making the aroused organ bulge. She worked it up big enough to suck on, then suck she did, pulling with her lips until the pink bud quivered and Marcy's cunt erupted in an oozy climax. Pam dropped her face down to slurp the hot wet juices out of Marcy's creaming fuck-hole. Her tongue thrust into the steamy pussy, and the redhead exploded again.
Pam rose to her knees between Marcy's legs. Her tits heaved, the pink nipples sticking out an inch or more. She cupped her tits and pinched her nipples hard, looking down at Marcy.
"I need you now, baby!" Pam gasped. "I want you to eat my pussy, just like I ate yours!"
Marcy sat up, trembling. "I don't know if I can!"
Pam embraced and kissed the shivering redhead. Marcy's eyebrows lifted as she sipped her cunt-juices from Pam's pressing mouth.
"Oh, God, I taste good!" Marcy groaned.
Pam giggled. It was the same reaction she'd had, the first time she had kissed her pussyjuice off of Traci's lips. And it was true. Marcy's cunt tasted very good.
"I couldn't," Marcy said, leaning back.
Her position left her pussy exposed and open. It was as if she were urging Pam to get back to work, even though she wasn't in the mood to return the favor. Marcy stroked herself, opening her cunt and looking at Pam with hopeful excitement in her eyes.
Pam looked down at Bob, who was sitting on the floor, the empty wine bottle in one hand, his rigid cock in the other. She pointed to the bottle and he handed it up. Pam took the bottle and brought it to her chest.
She rubbed the bottle against her tits, sliding it up and down between them. She licked around and around the bottle's neck, her eyes on Marcy as she did it. She took the neck into her mouth, sucking it deeply, just the way she had sucked her husband's cock. Then she removed it from her mouth and pushed it into Marcy's crotch.
"Oh, you're soooo nasty!" Marcy gasped, just as Pam shoved the bottle straight up her cunt.
Dan almost squirted his load at the sight of Marcy being fucked by the wine bottle. The green glass pushed into Marcy's red-furred pussy, thrusting deeply, each stroke making the limber young redhead wail and scream. Pam fucked Marcy with the bottle, screwing her like a rapist on heat, and Marcy's cunt loved it.
"Now .me," Pam said, withdrawing the bottle.
She brought it back to her mouth and sucked Marcy's cunt juice from it. Then she put it into her own crotch and fucked herself just as savagely, moaning from deep in her guts as the feelings got hotter and wetter. Marcy watched in rapt fascination, and so did Dan, peering through his camera lens.
"This is what I taste like!" Pam whispered, offering the pussy-glazed bottle to Marcy. "Try it! You'll like it!"
Marcy took the bottle gingerly, sniffing at the coating of pussyjuice. Tentatively, she stroked her tongue around the smooth glass, her eyes sparkling as she experienced the flavor of Pam's aroused cunt fluids.
"Oh," she said. "That's not bad at all!"
Leaning toward Pam, Marcy cupped the blonde woman's tits and pressed her mouth to Pamela's, her tongue thrusting inside.
"This is kinda fun," Marcy said, moving her hands down Pam's body until her fingers met pussy-fur.
"Let's do it on the floor," Pam said. "Some of my craziest experiences have happened on the floor of this room."
She grabbed the sofa cushions and tossed them onto the floor, then Marcy's hand and led the giggling redhead onto the cushions.
"You get on top," Pam said, stretching out on the cushions. "Just straddle me with your pussy over my face. I'll eat you while you eat me. I'm sure you've done that with guys."
"Just one guy!" Marcy gasped. "But I think that's all gonna change!"
Pam eased the redhead down. She was just lifting her face to meet Marcy's descending cunt when she felt the hot swipe of a tongue gliding up and down her pussy, and she purred, knowing that Marcy had tried cunt and liked it. Marcy's tongue stuck to Pam's cunt like glue, and Marcy sucked and licked wildly, spreading Pam's pink cuntlips wide and fucking her tongue up between them, into the mysteries of another woman's cunt.
Dan was holding his camera with one hand and jerking on his cock with the other. He came in for a close-up of Marcy nibbling on Pam's cuntlips, and the sight of his red-headed assistant's hot pink tongue flogging Pam's pussy almost made his jism squirt. He gripped tightly on his hard cock, dying to feel the hot release.
"I think these women need to be fucked," Bob Parker said, patting Dan on the shoulder. "Why don't you put down the camera and we'll show them that they can't get everything they need from each other. You don't mind if I fuck your friend, do you? I know you're itching to get your cock in Pam, so we might as well take care of that right now!"
Bob Parker knelt behind his wife's head and thrust his cock into the area where Pam's mouth met Marcy's pussy.
"Oh, you're getting excited," Pam said. "But who can blame you, baby! Mmmmm, lemme slide that big hard cock of yours right into my new friend's hot little cunt. Be gentle, she's really tight!"
Marcy squealed as Pam's fingers opened her pussy and guided Bob's cock into her dripping cunt.
"Who's fucking me?" she asked. "That's not Danny's cock! Oh, Mr. Parker! God, Dan, what kind of nasty people have we fallen among, anyway? I've never been fucked by a customer before--"
Her words died off abruptly as Dan thrust his hard cock straight into her mouth. Marcy gurgled, but she was plenty game, and she sucked him down her throat, bathing his cock in hot frothy spit. Then she pulled away.
"Oh, Dan, I'm sorry," Marcy said. "But I can suck your cock any time, and what I really wanna do is keep on licking Pam's juicy pussy.
Do you mind?"
And with that she dropped her tongue back down to Pam's clit and cunt, licking and kissing them with a growing fervor. Her mouth tingled for the taste of Pam's girl-cum.
Bob was driving his cock in and out of Marcy while Pam nibbled his balls. She was holding his ass and fingering his shithole, and it gave him an idea.
"Hey, man," he said to Dan. "If you can't get it into Pam's pussy, why don't you stick it up her ass? She likes it just as much in the ass, and I think you might like it a bit yourself!"
"Yes, Dan," Pam said from beneath Bob's crotch. "If you can't get in the front way, sneak around from the rear! Come on, stud, you're not afraid to fuck a girl's ass, are you?"
"You wouldn't!" Marcy gasped, but she reached down to spread Pam's asscheeks and expose her tiny pink asshole. "Oh, wow! I don't think you'll ever get in there!"
And then her eyes really bulged, as Dan's swollen cock pressed against Pam's asshole and began to slip inside.
Marcy squealed shrilly as the hole opened for the cock. "God, you're doing it!"
Pam's pussy lifted, bumping Marcy in the face, and she remembered that she was supposed to be eating cunt. Shaking her head, Marcy dropped down and started to lick again. Her fingers caressed Pam's pussy, the tips easing inside while Dan's cock fucked Pam's ass. Marcy's tongue lapped hungrily at the swollen bud of Pam's pink clit.
Bob was still fucking in and out of Marcy's cunt. Pam could see that his cock was wet with juices as it emerged and was shoved in again, and she pulled on his balls.
"Go ahead," Pam said to her husband. "If she doesn't like it, you can always go back to her pussy. But I bet she'll like it!"
Bob nodded. "I bet she will, too!"
Are they talking about me? Marcy wondered. And if they are, what are they talking about?
A moment later she had her answer. Bob's wet cock came out of her cunt, and she moaned, missing its fat steely presence. But then she felt it nosing her asshole, and she knew.
"Noooooo!" she squealed, but far too late.
Bob's cock prodded her asshole, then fucked into her.
"Oh, fucking Jesus, you're splitting me!" Marcy screeched, but by the fourth or fifth -stroke she realized that it didn't hurt, and that whatever discomfort she felt was rapidly being soothed away by the action of Pam's tongue on her clit.
Pam's tongue scooped jism juices out of Marcy's cunt, and she fed her own sweet wet cunt to Marcy's mouth, both women wailing and moaning as the cocks ravished their tight assholes.
As Pam sucked and licked, she watched Bob's cock, just above her face, fucking in and out of Marcy's ass. The redhead was losing all her inhibitions, and she was taking to the ass-fuck as if she'd been born with a prick inside her shit-chute.
Dan Craig still regretted that he wasn't fucking Pam Parker's juicy cunt, but he'd never fucked an asshole as eager and willing as hers, and it excited him more than her pussy ever could.
Pam was close to orgasm. The nasty thrill of it all was too much for her body to resist for very long. It didn't match up to the session when she'd fucked the three guys in front of Bob, but it was hot and, even better, it was something that she could share with her husband.
Bob's cock ravished Marcy's yummy ass while Pam watched, and her own body heated to the boiling point from the double-pronged attack on her cunt and asshole. She stepped up her assault on Marcy's clit, certain from the responses that the pretty redhead was on the verge of climaxing.
Dan's cock began to swell massively inside Pam's shitter, expanding until he was afraid to leave it inside her any longer, lest her ass muscles clench and break his prick right off.
"I'm gonna fuckin' cummmmmmmm!" he howled, yanking his cock out of Pam's asshole. He pointed his prick-tip at her pussy and began to squirt, unable to control the flow.
Marcy, licking Pam's pussy, suddenly found herself with a mouthful of Dan's cum. She shivered, then looked down to see Dan's prick gushing its load onto the lips of Pamela's cunt. Her tongue raced down to eat the juicy offering off of her friend's pussy. Then she stuffed Dan's prick into her mouth and sucked down the rest of his exploding jizz.
Marcy's fingers kept on rubbing Pam's cunt and clit, and the blonde saw no reason to hold back.
"Yes, oh, fuck, yessss!" Pam squealed, her orgasm erupting. Her teeth gnawed at Marcy's clit, spurring the thin redhead into a climax that raced through her pussy and asshole at the same time.
Bob's cock, shoved up Marcy's ass, absorbed the shock of her climax. He grabbed the redhead's skinny freckled ass and held on for dear life as his cum began to gush deep inside her. His hips jerked back and his cock emerged from her stretched asshole, and then he shoved, fucking in one more time. He gave her three more squirts, and then his prick got soft and slid back down her shit-chute and popped loose.
As his cock came out of Marcy. Bob's spunk began to ooze from her fucked-out asshole. Pam, still purring from her own release, lapped upward, eating the cum as it leaked out of Marcy's shithole. It's too bad this isn't on tape, she thought, but it's something I'll never forget!
"You were so nasty," Pam told Bob that night in bed. "And to think you used to be such a square!"
"Look who's talking!" Bob laughed, wiggling the wine bottle that was jammed up his wife's hot tight cunt. Her ass did a little wiggle around his cock, which was buried in her asshole, and she squirmed.
"I can hardly wait to see the tapes," Bob said. "Maybe we really should sent that out as a Christmas card. I bet your folks would get a kick out of it!"
"Nasty, nasty, nasty!"
Pamela laughed, trying to imagine her parents seeing the tape.
"Any regrets?" she asked as Bob fucked her ass with his cock and fucked her pussy with the stiff, hard wine bottle.
"Absolutely not," Bob said. "Would you believe that before this started, I was really wondering if maybe we'd outlived our marriage and oughta think about getting a divorce? I mean, our lives seemed so boring! And now--God, I don't know what kind of nasty tricks you're going to surprise me with day after day, and all I can do is look forward to them-with a hard-on!"
Pam smiled.
"I wonder if anyone has ever fucked in the Roman Room? I mean, at a table, you know? Do you think it's even possible?" Pam asked.
"Something tells me we may be finding out!" Bob grinned, filling her hot tight ass once more.
Pam purred.
"Yes," she said. "We have reservations for tomorrow night. Don't bother with underwear. Just bring your credit card and your hard-on!"
