It was Henry David Thoreau, in Walden, who remarked, "The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation." This statement appears to be just as true today as it was then. Perhaps it is even more valid today considering the pressures and frequent monotony of today's world.
The majority of today's men and women live in an overcrowded, competitive, noisy world. Most are put into slots and walk on a treadmill-going to boring jobs, living in carbon-copy houses, socializing with the same people. Their desperation is reflected in the rising rate of divorce, alcoholism, drug addiction, and at times is frighteningly released through violent and seemingly unmotivated crime.
The fictional characters in THE WILLING WIVES are desperate people, like their real-life counterparts. Bored, frustrated, unhappy, they seize at the first opportunity for release. In their need, they cast aside morals and scruples, determined to live only for the moment, to grab at pleasure before it is taken away.
THE WILLING WIVES is a novel about the "quiet desperation" in so many of us-and the extremes to which it may drive us.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Ruth Richards stood in front of the gilt-edged mirror on the bathroom door and looked at her reflection. She still looked damn good in the skimpy little outfit she'd worn when she worked at Alfonses. The dark green satin made her large eyes flash green and the low-cut neckline showed off her creamy white tits to their fullest advantage. Ruth's hands slid over her gently rounded thighs and slipped between her shapely legs to cup the steamy mound of her pussy. All the men in the club had whistled at her when she came on duty. Of course all that was over now that Jack had gotten his promotion. It wouldn't do for the wife of a high-ranking Post Office official to work in a nightclub. Jack didn't even know that she still had the outfit. He was glad that part of their life was over. Ruth wasn't so sure ... it was pretty boring being a housewife seven days a week.
"Hurry up in there!" Jack's heavy voice demanded. "Jesus Christ, Ruth ... you going to be in there all night?"
Ruth sighed, slipping out of the sexy outfit and putting on her shapeless robe again. She hid the green outfit under a pile of towels in the bathroom closet. She ought to put it on for the grocery boy some day. That'd make his eyes pop out.
"Coming, dear," she called out sweetly, sticking her tongue out at the closed door.
Ruth slipped out the door and brushed her hair in front of the mirror in the bedroom. She hoped Jack wasn't in the mood for sex tonight. She just didn't feel like it. Fucking with Jack was so damn boring. The same old thing, every time. He'd climb on top and shove his big prick in her cunt and hump away, not seeming to care if she had any fun. All Jack cared about was getting his stiff cock off. He never even asked her if she enjoyed it.
Jack appeared in the doorway, grinning sheepishly. He had a yellow towel wrapped around his waist and there was a stiff bulge right at the center of it. Ruth forced a smile on her face. She'd just have to put up with it, as boring as it might be. Jack was a good husband and he was entitled to a piece of ass now and then. She just wished he'd do something different ... anything. If only life weren't so damn boring.
Jack's big fingers hit the light switch and the room plunged into darkness. Maybe if he'd leave on the light it would be better. Ruth had given up asking, though. Jack thought it wasn't proper to fuck his wife with the light on. Kinky thrills weren't for husband and wife, he'd told her once.
"Got something for you, honey," Jack growled, slipping under the covers. "Know what I mean?"
Ruth suppressed the urge to giggle at her husband. He always acted so boyish when he wanted to fuck. She wished he'd come right out and ask for what he wanted. That's what a real man would do.
"I think I know what you mean," Ruth said, her voice breaking into a giggle in spite of herself. "You mean this! Don't you?"
Ruth's hand shot forward and grabbed hold of Jack's stiff cock.
"Uh ... yeah!" Jack sputtered. It always took him off guard when Ruth acted bold like that. It didn't fit with his image of how a proper wife should act. He didn't mind when someone else reached for his cock, but when Ruth did it, it always ended up embarrassing him.
"You ... you want it, honey?" he asked timidly. "You want to fool around a little?"
Ruth couldn't help the giggle this time. Jack always asked the same way. Wanting to know if she wanted to fool around like a couple of necking teenagers. What was wrong with the word fuck? They were both adults, for Christ's sake.
"Sure," she replied, sliding her hand up and down his big cock. If there was anything nice about Jack it was the size of his big, strong cock. He had the biggest cock Ruth had ever felt. It was warm and soft and long. She felt little shudders sweep through her creamy pussy every time she touched it. Feeling Jack's big cock never failed to get Ruth excited. At least Jack was number one in that department. He might not be much in imagination, but his big, hard cock made up for a lot.
"Touch my titties," Ruth moaned, thrusting her quivering, firm mounds out at Jack's hairy chest. "Come on, honey. Play with my titties a little bit. You know how I like that...."
Jack's hands shot out and closed around the firm, hot mounds of Ruth's enormous tits. He wished she'd wait for him to make the first move, but he did love to squeeze her big, fleshy tits and roll her hard little pink nipples around in his fingers. She had beautiful tits ... that's why he started dating her in the first place, three years ago.
Ruth's tits were phenomenal. They thrust out from her chest like two wobbling mountains. He could still remember what she looked like in that skimpy little outfit she used to wear before he made her quit the job at the club. Ruth was stacked, and she had a body that would make those pin-up girls in the magazines blush.
Little hot licks of excitement radiated out from Ruth's quivering tits and traveled down her body to the moist, sweet creamy cunt. When Jack played with her tits like that, it made her pussy water and itch with frustration. She wished he'd play with her pussy too. If Jack would only run his big fingers over her creamy snatch and dip his wide fingertip into her hot, wet pussyhole she might really enjoy making it with him. He never did, though. He'd stopped playing with her pussy right after they were married. She guessed she could understand that, even if she didn't like it. Jack tried to treat her like his father treated his mother. And Ruth would be willing to bet that Jack's father had never touched his mother's pussy. Mrs. Richards didn't look like the kind of woman that would stand for someone touching her pussy ... not even her husband!
"Ooooooh, that feels wonderful, hon," Ruth sighed, closing her eyes and concentrating on the sweet little thrills that Jack was creating in her lush, creamy tits. She slid her fingers over the glossy head of his enormous prick and moaned. She loved it when Jack rubbed her hard, aching nipples that way. It almost made up for the things he didn't do.
"Oooooh," Ruth groaned as Jack climbed over her. If only he had done it a little longer, just a few more moments of rolling her rock-hard nipples, but the way he was climbing between her legs meant he was ready for more action. She spread her legs obligingly, like a good wife should, and sighed.
"Put it in," Jack groaned, his heavy cock weaving in front of Ruth's eyes. "Come on, honey. Put it in for me."
Ruth reached out and grabbed his cock almost savagely. She pointed the swollen red head of it right at the center of her squirming, watering pussy.
"Push!" she squealed. "Hurry, Jack ... push it in!"
Ruth couldn't help the scream of delight she gave as Jack's wide cockhead slid into her horny pussy. Her legs trembled and her tit bounced as Jack lunged forward, shoving his wide, hard cock right into her tight cunt.
"Aaaaagh!" she squealed. "That's it, Jack! It's in, Jack! Your big cock is all the way in my hot pussy!"
As soon as the words were out of her mouth, Ruth knew she'd made a mistake. She felt Jack's heavy body stiffen and she heard the startled gasp he gave at her words.
"Don't talk like that!" he growled. "You know I don't like you to talk dirty, like that! You're not some kind of cheap whore ... you're my wife and you'd better start acting like it!"
"I ... I'm sorry, Jack," Ruth moaned. "I didn't mean to say that. I know you don't like it, honey. I ... I just forgot ... that's all!"
"Well ... don't do it anymore!" Jack growled. "Act like my good, sweet girl ... all right?"
Ruth nodded. "Anything you say, honey," she promised. "Just don't stop, hon. Keep on f ... doing it! Just keep on doing it to me."
Jack shook his head angrily. Every time he and Ruth started fooling around, she had to go and spoil it by saying something dirty. He wished she could get it through her thick head that wives weren't supposed to act like that. At first he thought it was working at the club that had given Ruth such a dirty mouth, but lately he was really beginning to wonder. Ruth had quit the club over a year ago and she still talked like a cheap cocktail waitress. He didn't care if anyone else talked like that ... some of the girls he'd fucked at those conventions said worse things than Ruth did. But he hadn't married them. A wife just wasn't supposed to act that way. He wished Ruth would act more like his mother. He was sure his father never had the problems that he had with Ruth.
Jack's hard cock lurched in the tight channel of Ruth's hot pussy. She sure had a hot cunti It was hotter and tighter than anyone else he'd ever fucked. And Jack Richard had fucked plenty of girls. Half the girls in the Post Office wouldn't mind giving Jack Richards a tumble. He knew that for a fact. He could tell by the way they wiggled their cute little asses when they walked through his office. Maybe he ought to give that cute little blonde number a tumble. Gary Hansen's wife was nothing to sneeze at. He usually didn't play around with the wives of his letter carriers, but Robin Hansen was just too sweet to pass up. He doubted that Gary even noticed what his wife did in her spare time. He was too busy goofing off on the job to worry about his sweet, little wife. Gary Hansen was one of Jack's biggest headaches. He was always late on the route and he was sure that Gary was spending some of his time inside the houses on his route. Some of those gals who stayed at home all day didn't have anything to look forward to except the mailman. And Gary Hansen did look devilishly handsome in uniform.
Jack looked down at Ruth and realized that he was just lying there, not moving a muscle. Ruth was watching him, wide-eyed, and she looked puzzled.
"Uh ... sorry, honey," Jack apologized. "I just got started thinking about the job."
Ruth giggled. "You were a million miles away," she teased, grateful that Jack seemed to have forgotten about her dirty words earlier. At least he wasn't mad at her anymore.
Ruth wiggled her hips a little so the head of Jack's big cock poked a little farther in her steaming cunt. She smiled sexily.
"Come on, honey," she whispered. "It's beginning to feel really good."
Jack grinned, his good mood restored. He began drawing his cock out of his wife's nipping pussy, slowly, inch by inch. "Ready?" he asked, preparing to lunge in hard.
"Yes!" Ruth moaned. She knew what was coming now. Jack loved to drive his hard cock into her steamy pussyhole like a trip-hammer, pounding at her soft cunt relentlessly. Ruth liked it too. She loved to feel Jack's hard prick pounding and jerking inside her steamy cunt. If only he could do it for just a little longer. Ruth was sure that if Jack could keep it up, she would climax right along with him.
"Ooooooh, do it honey!" the excited girl moaned. "Hurry! Do it hard, really hard!"
Jack grinned, his teeth flashing white in the darkness. "Here it comes!" he yelled. Then he shoved forward with his hips, practically knocking Ruth's breath out of her lungs with the mighty plunge he gave.
"Aaaaagh!" Ruth squealed. Jack's prick felt like a battering ram, plunging in deeper and deeper and knocking right up against the soft, quivering mouth of her womb. She raised her legs high and wrapped them around her husband's back, readying herself for the series of hard thrusts she knew were coming.
"Uhhhhhh! Uhhhhh! Uhhhhhh!" Jack gasped, piling into Ruth's soft, wet pussy. The bed rattled and shook. Jack fucked so hard and deep that even the windows of the bedroom rattled as the bed bounced against the natural wood floor.
"Oh, yes!" Ruth squealed, hanging onto Jack's back tightly. She dug her nails into the sweaty flesh of his back and held on with the tips of her freshly-manicured fingernails. Jack's big cock pounded harder and harder, faster and faster until Ruth's head was swimming around in circles and dizzying thrills shot through her wet, steamy pussy.
"Ooooooh, yes!" she moaned again. It felt so good she began to actually hope that this time she might make it. This time she might feel the shattering burst of orgasm she longed for.
Ruth's hot clit strained at the top of her pussyslit. Every time Jack's huge cock pounded down, her clit rubbed against the top of it, sending hot tingles racing through her shuddering cunt. A burst of lust swept through her body and she raised her legs even higher, forcing Jack's big pounding prick to go even deeper into her churning pussy.
"Oooooh," she squealed loudly. The breath whoosed out of her chest as Jack's heavy body came down harder and harder. She knew he couldn't keep up this fast, pounding pace for long. His big cockhead swelled up against the very back of her spasming cunt. His whole prick seemed to be stretching to fill up her tiny cunt. Jack's prick stretched larger and larger until the sides of Ruth's cunt were rubbed raw by his raging, driving cock.
"Aaaaaaagh!" Ruth squealed. She felt the dizzying waves rush over her hot body. Everything was going in a circle, her head, the spinning room, Jack's heavy, sweating body ... everything was swimming in a circle of hot dizzying lust.
"Oooooooh!" Ruth yelled. She was almost at the peak. It had never felt like this before when Jack fucked her. It felt like her squirming pussy was turning inside out with lust.
"Now!" Jack yelped and seconds later his big, hard prick was exploding, shattering Ruth's dream of the wonderful orgasm she almost had.
"Oooooh," she moaned twisting her hips and grinding her cunt-mound against his big body, trying to get that elusive thrill she knew she almost had.
Jack's cum splashed up her shuddering pussy channel and hosed against the soft, hotness of her womb. It filled her cunt and gushed back out again, dripping down her moist asscheeks and dropping to the sheets below.
Jack grunted once more. Then he slid his limp cock out of Ruth's hot pussy and rolled over. He slapped her on the ass and grinned proudly.
"That was really something, huh?" he asked, waiting for her approval before going off to the bathroom to clean himself up.
"It sure was something," Ruth agreed, trying to control her shaking voice. "Hurry up and use the bathroom honey. I'll wait until you're through."
Jack went off into the bathroom and turned on the faucet. Ruth could hear him in there, whistling happily.
"Damn it all to hell!" Ruth muttered, pulling the covers around her shaking body. She had been so close. It just wasn't fair to have to end the night in frustration.
Ruth's slim hand slid down under the covers. She parted the juicy lips of her pussy and slid her finger in, twirling the straining bud of her hot little clit with her fingertip. At least she could do this much. She never failed to come when she fingered herself to orgasm. Just once though, she wanted to feel those shattering thrills with a big cock in her pussy. Just once she wanted a man to fuck her to orgasm, instead of her own highly-practiced fingers.
"Aaaaaah!" she moaned softly as the sweet thrills raced through her pussy. She slipped one slim finger into her gaping cunt that so recently held her husband's big cock. Then another finger joined the first and finally another. Ruth moaned and spread her long legs wide. The sensations became stronger and stronger as her flying fingers worked in the steamy vat of her cunt.
"Aaaagh!" she gurgled as the sharp thrills built to a shattering climax. Then her pussy exploded making her whole body convulse wildly. That's the way it should be. That's what it should feel like when her hot-shot husband decided it was time to fuck.
Ruth heard the water shut off in the bathroom. She had just time enough to pull her fingers out of her satisfied pussy before Jack was back in the bedroom, grinning at her.
"Your turn," he announced, slipping under the covers. "Hurry up, hon. I've got to get some sleep. I've got a big meeting tomorrow with the letter carriers."
Ruth noticed that Jack was already asleep when she crawled back in bed. It took her a long time to drop off to sleep. She was trying to figure out some way of changing her sex life. If Jack couldn't satisfy her, then she'd just have to find someone who could.
CHAPTER TWO
Robin Hansen was as mad as hell when she heard Gary come home. She stalked out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on a red-checked dishtowel.
"Where have you been?" she asked, glaring at her husband. "I checked Jack Richard's time sheet and you clocked out at four-thirty."
Gary slid his big hands around his wife's buttcheeks and nuzzled her neck. "Just stopped for a few beers," he said, hoping he sounded sincere. It was true that he'd had a beer, but it wasn't in a bar. Myra Jones had given him a beer after he'd finished eating her sweet, hot pussy. He could still taste the honeyed memory of Myra's sweet pussy as he licked his lips.
"Whew!" Robin giggled. "I can smell it. I wish you'd come straight home, honey. You were supposed to start supper. Now it'll be eight before we can eat."
"I know something we can eat right now," Gary chuckled, beginning to unbutton Robin's blouse. "I'd just as soon have hot cunt pie for dinner. What do you say, honey? Does that sound good?"
Robin giggled. She couldn't resist Gary when he was in a mood like this. She loved the way he wiggled his hot tongue in her steamy pussy. She just couldn't resist him now.
"Let's hurry," she said, gulping as Gary's hot lips closed around her pebble-stiff nipple. "Oooooh, baby! You know I love that!"
"Just let me grab a quick shower and we'll do everything in the book," Gary promised, patting his wife's firm young ass.
Robin swatted Gary's hand away and giggled again. She could hardly wait. "Hurry," she called out. "I've been horny all day!"
As soon as Gary was in the bathroom, Robin turned down the oven. She had some pretty sexy plans of her own. This time Gary wasn't going to get away with just a quick fuck. She had been thinking about fucking the entire time she spent typing letters at the Post Office today. She was so horny she knew she wouldn't be satisfied unless Gary really gave her the full treatment. He could do it, too. She knew that only too well. Gary was a wonderful lover when he wanted to be. Lately, though, he'd been satisfied with just a few licks at her pussy and a couple of quick pokes at her cunt with his nice, thick cock. That wasn't going to be enough for Robin tonight. Not nearly enough.
Robin unbuttoned the rest of her blouse and gazed at her tits in the closet mirror. Maybe they could fuck right in the living room tonight. Right in front of the big mirror. They used to do it like that and it had been lots of fun. She liked to watch in the mirror when they fucked. It made her even hornier.
Robin examined her body carefully as she slipped out of her clothes. She knew she looked damn good. All the guys at the Post Office whistled at her when she went out on the floor. Jack Richards claimed that production slowed to a halt when she walked past the letter cases on the way to the swing room for her break. Looking at herself in the mirror, she could see why. Robin had the kind of body that men seemed to like.
Robin slipped off her size D bra and saw her firm, round tits poke out at the air. They were smooth and creamy, a lighter shade than the rest of her body. She saw the outline of her bikini in a white glow, where the skimpy garment covered her titties. Sometimes she wished that she could get a tan all over. There was nothing more exciting than a blonde with coffee-colored skin. Gary had bought her a sunlamp for that express purpose. She'd just have to find time to use it.
Robin slipped out of her tiny lace panties and her eyes dropped to her pussy. The golden hairs fluffed out, curly and smooth. She was a natural blonde and the hair on her pussy mound showed that. Gary used to love the hair on her beaver, burrowing his tongue through it to find the straining lump of her clit. Robin shivered with the memory. He had promised to lick her pussy tonight. Maybe it would be like old times, when he had time for her.
Robin placed her hands on her hips and struck a model's pose. She knew she looked good. Gary was a fool if he didn't pay enough attention to her. She knew any one of the men who worked at the Post Office would be delighted to take the time to satisfy her horny needs. That was a problem though. Robin had never been unfaithful to Gary. She knew he was a goof-off. She was sure that he was playing around on her. But she just couldn't quite bring herself to do the same thing. Marriage was for keeps. That was the way she'd been brought up. Still, there ought to be more to it than an occasional fuck when Gary wasn't tired, she thought.
Robin shook her head angrily. She didn't want to keep on thinking like this. There was no proof that Gary had been unfaithful to her. Just a nagging suspicion that all these late hours he'd been keeping weren't with the boys at the bar. She didn't have any proof at all. The only thing to do was to trust him until she found out for sure.
Robin's hands slipped over her glossy skin. Her nipples were beginning to get hard. Thinking about sex with Gary always did that to her large, pink nipples. She reached up with both hands and squeezed the hot, hard bumps. That felt so good. She wished Gary would hurry up and get out of the shower. She was so horny her fingers were itching to play in her cunt.
Gary hummed a little tune as he soaped his body under the shower. It was a good thing he remembered to take a shower first. That damn perfume Myra wore clung to him like crazy. If Robin smelled that, he'd have a hard time explaining it. It was easy to cover if she just smelled it on his neck. He could say that he'd given one of the new female letter carriers a ride home. If she smelled it on his balls though, there'd be hell to pay.
Gary chuckled as he scrubbed his balls and cock. Poor old Robin was getting pretty sexy lately. The guys had been teasing him about her working for old Jack. Maybe he could talk Robin into giving the old fart a tumble.
Gary rinsed under the steamy water and laughed. No way! Robin hadn't even looked at another man since they'd been married. She wouldn't look at Jack Richards twice anyway.
Good old innocent Robin wouldn't even dream of fucking her husband's boss-even if it meant a better job for her husband.
Gary sighed. He guessed he really wouldn't want Robin to fuck Jack anyway. He'd rather keep sweet, innocent Robin for himself, just the way she was. It was kind of nice knowing that his wife wasn't giving another guy a tumble. That made Gary feel like a real man.
Gary shut off the shower and wrapped a big red towel around his waist. He hummed a little tune as he walked down the hallway toward the bedroom.
"Hi, honey," he said as he opened the bedroom door. Then he stopped in amazement. The bedroom was empty, the bed not even turned down. Gary's mouth opened and closed in astonishment. Where was Robin? he wondered.
Gary whirled around. He heard a tiny little giggle coming from the living room. Robin was playing tricks on him. She was supposed to be in bed waiting for him.
Gary headed toward the living room and stopped short in the doorway. Robin was lying on her back on the soft, deep-blue shag rug. Her body was golden against the deep pile of the rug. Her legs were spread wide and her pink, creamy pussy was in full sight. Gary felt his mouth water as he gazed at his wife's wet cunt. Robin sure was a doll, a beautiful blonde, living doll.
"What are you doing in here?" Gary asked, her gaping cunt drawing him closer and closer like a magnet.
"Come here and find out," Robin said in a sexy low voice. She pointed at the mirror on the closet door and Gary started to chuckle. Leave it to Robin to come up with something kinky. She was looking at her pussy in the mirror and, as he watched, her slim fingers slipped into that steamy, oozing slit.
"Jesus!" Gary exclaimed. "You can see everything from here. You want to do it here, honey? You want me to eat your pussy while you watch in the mirror?"
"Yesss," Robin moaned. Gary could tell that she was plenty hot already. Her pussy was oozing juice and her eyes were glued to the horny reflection of her pussylips in the mirror.
Gary dropped down to his knees. "Spread it out for me, honey," he groaned. "Spread it out wide with your fingers and watch me lick up the juice in your cunt!"
Robin put both hands on her pussy. She pulled the fat lips of her cunt apart, exposing the tender moist flesh inside. "Do it!" she hissed. "Hurry, honey. I'm just so hot I can hardly stand it!"
Gary stuck out his tongue and wiggled it. He could see his own reflection in the mirror and Robin was right-it really was a turn-on. He felt his long cock swelling up and a glistening drop of pre-cum appeared on the end of it.
Gary's tongue flicked closer and closer to Robin's juicy pussy. He was almost touching it now and he could smell the sweet, honeyed scent of her passion. That was a funny thing about cunts. They all tasted just a little bit different. Myra's had tasted dark and sweet, like some strange kind of syrup. He already knew what Robin's juicy pussy tasted like and his mouth watered in anticipation. Robin's cunt juice was hot and sharp, like some kind of musky perfume.
The tip of Gary's long tongue swooped down and lapped across Robin's puffy pussylips. There it was, that exciting taste he loved. It was nectar on his lips and he sucked deeply, getting as much of her ripe pussy taste in his mouth as he could. Gary swallowed greedily. Robin's pussy tasted the best of them all. The very best.
"Mmmmmm," Gary moaned. "You sure do taste good, honey. So hot and so wild ... like a little flower."
Robin felt horny tingles rippling through her sensitive pussy flesh as Gary's tongue lapped in her steamy, watering pussy. His tongue tip was smooth and hot. She groaned in excitement and spread her legs even wider, pulling out at her bloated cuntlips with her fingers, exposing more and more of her horny, steaming pussy for Gary's long, slithering tongue.
"Oooooh, so good," she moaned. "Oh, honey ... I can see you licking it! God! It feels so wonderful! Oh, Gary ... I love it when you lick my hot pussy for me."
Robin could see her legs trembling in the mirror. It looked like her whole body was shivering. Gary's head was between her legs and she saw the way his tongue slithered and probed. It made her doubly hot to watch his red flashing tongue in the mirror and feel what he was doing at the same time. She saw his nose pressing in between the slick folds in her juicy pussy and she moaned deep in her throat. It was like being the star in her own sex picture, watching Gary's tongue in her thrilling, tickling pussy and feeling it at the same time.
"Aaaaaah," she moaned helplessly. "Higher, Gary ... flick my clit with your tongue."
Gary slithered his tongue higher. The tip of it squished through Robin's juicy pussy and headed up her pussy slit slowly. Gary wiggled the tip of his tongue in circles, heading higher and higher. He knew that the longer it took him to get to Robin's straining little love button, the hotter she'd be when he finally touched it with his tongue.
"Ooooooh, hurry, darling," Robin begged. "Don't tease me! Pleeeeease! Lick my clitty, Gary ... pleeeeeease!"
Gary watched Robin in the mirror. Her legs were really shaking hard now and her little butt squirmed. His tongue moved so slowly that it didn't look like it was moving at all. Around in a slow, steady circle and then just a fraction of an inch higher up Robin's shuddering pussy slit.
"Aaaaeeee!" Robin squealed as Gary's tongue reached her throbbing clit at last. She felt the waves of passion sweep through her shuddering pussy and her butt dug itself into the deep pile rug. The tufts of the rug were tickling her puckered little asshole and the electric thrills shooting through her pussy were more than she could bear.
"I ... I'm coming!" she squealed, grinding her shivering butt into the rug. "Oh, Gary! Aaaaah! I'm coming!"
Gary watched her in the mirror. Her pussy trembled and shook like she was in the middle of an earthquake. Her cunt watered and twitched so fiercely that he was almost afraid she was going to drown him in her hot, steamy juices. He sneaked a quick look at Robin's face and saw her eyes squeeze shut tightly. Then her heels wrapped around his neck and all he could see was the juicy pink maw of her orgasming pussy.
"Aaaagh!" Robin screeched. "Oh, yes! Darling! So good! AAAAGH!"
Gary licked and lapped until Robin's body was shaking like a leaf. He kept right on licking until her pulsing was bright red and inflamed with passion. He didn't stop until he felt her hands tearing his face away from her convulsing, orgasming pussy.
"I want your prick!" Robin screamed. "Turn around, honey. I've got to suck your nice big prick in my mouth!"
Gary crawled forward until his prick was just a scant inch from Robin's luscious red lips. His face was right next to her squirming pussy. He wasn't through licking her pussy yet. He hadn't licked it nearly enough. He'd wait until she had his long, aching prick in his mouth and then he'd lick it again, teasing the shaking, pink flesh into another orgasm.
"Oh, yes!" Robin breathed, her breath warm on Gary's quivering balls. "Let me have it, honey. I want to suck the cum right out of your balls."
Gary lowered his prick slowly. He aimed it right at her luscious lips and fucked it deep into her sucking mouth.
"Jesus!" he yelped. Her mouth was burning hot. His prick felt like it was fucking the inside of a furnace. It was burning and silky at the same time. The hottest little mouth he'd ever felt. That was one thing Robin did better than any other woman. She knew how to suck his cock just right.
"Suck it good, baby," Gary growled, shoving his long cock even deeper in Robin's hot, wet mouth. "Get it all, honey. Get that long sausage all the way down your squeezing throat."
Robin opened her eyes. She could see Gary's prick poking down her throat. It felt hot and juicy with all that cum leaking out of Gary's glossy red cockhead. It made her throat slippery and she swallowed in ecstasy. There wasn't anything better than the taste of her husband's hot jizz. It made her throat itch for more and more of the delicious stuff.
"Mmmmmmgh!" she groaned, swallowing frantically. She felt the glossy soft head of Gary's cock bump up against the back of her throat and she opened her throat wide to keep from gagging. It slide right down, past the end of her tongue until his big, long prick was buried all the way in her hot throat.
"Mmmmmph!" Robin groaned again. She felt the heavy sacs of Gary's balls bump up against her chin and she reached for them with her fingers, squeezing and tickling the heavy, wrinkled skin.
"Jesus!" Gary yelped again. It always got to him when Robin squeezed his balls: He could feel the cum build up to the hilt in his nutsacs and he knew he was almost at the limit of his endurance.
"Take it easy!" he yelled. "Take it easy or you're going to get it right now!"
Robin gasped, a choked little giggle. She knew how to get Gary to shoot off fast. He had taught her all she knew about cocksucking. She knew she so was good. If she kept it up, Gary would explode in a matter of seconds.
Suddenly the startled girl jerked so violently that she almost bit down on Gary's cock. She pulled her head back, sending his big cock flopping against her cheeks.
"What ... what are you doing?" she gasped as Gary's tongue slithered back inside her creamy pussylips. Garry had never licked her pussy so much before, and he usually couldn't wait to shoot off in her cunt after he'd given her that first orgasm.
"What's the matter?" Gary chuckled. "Don't you like it?"
"Of ... Of course I do!" Robin gulped. "It's just ... you usually can't wait to fuck me. I like it Gary ... don't stop ... I really like it...."
Robin was so flustered with Gary's unusual behavior that she just about forgot she was supposed to be sucking his cock. The hard pole of flesh bounced against her chin, demanding attention and she drew it back inside her hot lips again. Gary was certainly acting different tonight. She wasn't about to complain, though. It was just what she wanted. She certainly didn't want him to stop licking her cunt. The excited girl felt the prickling waves of passion start to whip through her pussy again. Gary was going to make her come twice.
"Mmmmmmm," she moaned, feeling the crashing waves get bigger and bigger in her watering pussy. This was pure heaven. Gary was going to bring her off twice with his slithering tongue and nibbling lips.
Suddenly Gary's tongue slipped lower in Robin's cunt. It slid all the way down her quivering pussy slit and darted in her creamy pulsing cunt.
"Mmmmmmph!" Robin gasped, as Gary thrust his tongue in and out like he was drilling for oil. His tongue was hot and it swirled over her hot pussy tissues, making a squishy, wet sound, deep in her cunt.
Robin's head bobbed faster and faster. Gary's shiny, swollen cockhead was slippery with the cum that was leaking from his glanshole in a steady stream. She swallowed frantically, trying to get every drop of his delicious, hot cream.
Gary's tongue popped out of Robin's cunt with a wet, sucking noise. Then it traveled even lower, grazing the tight pink puckered ring of her shitter.
"Mmmph!" Robin gasped, trying to protest. It was hard to do with Gary's big cock in her throat. She squirmed her hips desperately, trying to bring his tongue back to her seething cunt. She couldn't imagine why Gary's tongue was sweeping over her asshole. He'd never done that before.
Robin almost let Gary's big prick slip out of her mouth to protest, but Gary's tongue was insistent, probing at her tight pink shitter and filling her full of strange exciting sensations. Little prickly thrills radiated out from her tightly clenched asshole, making her pussy cream even more. She realized with shock that Gary's tongue really felt good sliding over her little shitter that way. She didn't really want to stop him after all.
"Hold still, baby, and let me give you a real treat," Gary ordered. "I just know you're going to love this."
Before Robin could make a sound, Gary's tongue was back on her spasming asshole again, pressing right up against the tightly clenched pink ring. Then the tip of it was worming inside, slipping right up her hot shitchute making the strange thrills more intense.
"Mmmmmmmpmh!" Robin squealed, her mouth full of Gary's hot cock. "Mmmmmmmmph!"
Gary's tongue swirled wickedly. He pushed it harder and harder until the whole length of hot tongue-flesh was sliding right between the tight ring of her ass. It felt so wonderful, Robin almost came right then. It was absolutely thrilling the way her pussy was thrilling and spasming with Gary's wide tongue in her asshole. It was unlike anything she'd ever felt before.
Robin wondered, fleetingly, how Gary had learned to do that. Someone must have taught him.
He'd never even suggested such a naughty thing before. Robin knew that if she asked Gary, he'd say some of the guys had been talking about it and he decided to try it. She didn't really believe that, though. Gary seemed to know just what he was doing. He must have gotten some practice tongue-fucking assholes before. A seed of worry grew in Robin's mind. Gary was an attractive guy. Maybe some girl had begged him to fuck her shitter with his tongue. Now she was sure that Gary was going out on her.
"Mmmmmmph," she groaned again. She pushed her suspicions out of her mind. She was having too much fun to think about anything serious now. She'd think about it later, after the thrilling, sweeping waves were stilled. Right now she didn't care where Gary had learned to lick assholes. She just wanted him to keep on and on thrilling her puckered pink shitter with his tongue.
Gary's tongue pumped in and out of Robin's tiny asshole, faster and faster, picking up speed. His tongue was flying now, plunging deeper and deeper into Robin's pulsing shitchute.
"Mmmmmmm!" Robin moaned, half-delirious with the sweet thrills that were crashing through her body. She pressed her hand against the hot, creaming slit of her pussy. Her fingers found the straining nub of her clit and she pressed on it hard, rolling the erect love button between her fingers.
Robin felt the room spinning around. She saw Gary's face in the mirror. His eyes were closed and his face was awfully red. She knew that her sucking mouth and sweeping tongue were getting to him, too. His cock was swollen so big in her mouth that she had to stretch her lips wide to get them around the stiff prick.
Suddenly Robin needed that beautiful big cock in her pussyhole. She needed to feel that long, wide prick filling up her creamy cunt, shoving in deeply. As good as Gary's tongue felt in her asshole, it just couldn't compare to that stuffed feeling she got when he reamed her pussy out with his big swollen cock.
Robin's lips smacked and pulled. She jerked her mouth away from Gary's huge prick and gasped heatedly.
"Fuck me!" she gasped. "Please, Gary! Fuck me now!"
Before Robin had time to miss Gary's tongue in her shitter, his big cock was at her cunt. She parted her legs as wide as she could and held her pussy open for him.
"Hurry!" she moaned. "Oh, hurry, honey! Fuck me with that big, lovely cock. Shove it in, Gary. Hurry!"
Gary looked down at his wife. She was out of her mind with lust. Her gorgeous tits were heaving on her chest and her eyes were half-closed. Her whole body was trembling as Gary held his prick in his hand and gazed at her.
"Oh, hurry!" Robin moaned again, staring at his swollen cock. "Shove it in, Gary. I've just got to have it!"
Gary held his big, jerking cock firmly in his fingers. He rubbed the red, swollen tip right over Robin's creamy pussy. It felt good slipping over the hot, creamy flesh.
Gary couldn't help the pleased grin that appeared on his face when he saw what he was doing in the mirror. He looked like a stud. How could any woman resist that nice big cock of his?
"Hurry!" Robin moaned again.
Gary turned back from the mirror just in time to see a flicker of anger in his wife's blue eyes. It was easy to see that Robin was getting impatient. If he wouldn't have been so horny, he would have pulled his cock back and stuffed it in his pants. Robin knew better than to demand anything from him. He could have his pick of any of a number of girls who were just dying for a taste of his hard cock. He decided to tease Robin a little more. She'd have to beg for it before he gave it to her now.
Gary grinned slowly. His eyes glinted and he pulled his cock back, rubbing his fingers over the tip.
"Is this what you want?" he asked, teasingly. "Is this big cock what you want in your pussy?"
Robin was too horny to get mad at Gary for teasing her. She sighed heatedly.
"Yes!" she gasped. "Oh, please, Gary, don't tease! I'm just going to die if you don't hurry and shove your cock in my hot pussy!"
Gary chuckled. The anger in Robin's eyes was completely erased now. In its place was pure lust. That was the way he wanted his wife to be. Horny as hell and grateful that he'd fuck her.
"Here it comes," Gary rasped.
Gary's hips dipped down. The knobby head of his stiff cock nestled down and rubbed against Robin's steamy pussy.
"Ooooooh!" Robin gasped, moving her hips instinctively, trying to capture her husband's big prick with her hungry pussy. "Pleeeeeease! Give it to me!"
Gary inched down slowly. He fed Robin's creamy pussy in inches, very, very slowly. It took him a long time to move even an inch.
"Oooooooh," Robin moaned. She wiggled her ass on the rug, trying to get Gary to fuck her deeper. When she saw that didn't work, she dug her heels into the carpet, pushing her pussy right up to meet his slow downward thrust.
"Jesus!" Gary gasped. Robin's cunt was so hot it almost took his breath away. He couldn't go slowly now. Her pussy was wiggling and sucking at the tip of his cock, drawing him in deeper and deeper even though he had decided to go slowly.
"Oh, shit!" Gary moaned. The heat and wetness of Robin's steamy pussy were just too much for him. He gave a loud groan and shoved his cock in all the way, right into the tight, churning depths of his wife's hot, slippery pussy channel.
"Oh, yes!" Robin moaned. "Fuck me hard, darling! Fuck me HARD!"
Robin arched her back up high-She took his long hard prick deep into her molten hot cunt and squeezed.
"Uuuuhhhhh!" Gary grunted, thrusting in all the way again. His chest slipped down against the heaving cushions of her trembling titties and he slipped his hands under her tight, round asscheeks. Then he began to fuck her.
"Aaaaah!" Robin groaned. She fucked wantonly, jerking her wet cunt around his stiff prick, digging her nails into his shoulders and rubbing her nipples against his wiry chest hairs.
"Hard...." she moaned. "Oh, darling ... I love it! I love it when you fuck me like this!"
Gary shoved his cock in and out of Robin's shuddering pussytunnel, feeling the incredible hotness of it, making him forget for a moment who he was fucking.
"You've got the hottest pussy I ever felt," he gasped, lifting her buttcheeks up so that his stiff cock poked all the way to the back of her creamy cunt.
"Your pussy's the hottest, baby! The absolute hottest!"
Robin was so surprised she froze. What did he mean, the hottest, she thought. How many pussies had he fucked anyway? When they were married Gary had said that there'd only been one girl before her. That meant he was playing around now. That meant that Gary was going out on her for sure!
Robin gasped loudly. Then she forced herself to shut up and concentrate on the delicious sensations growing in her creamy cunt. That was something else she could think about later. It was all beginning to fit together now. She'd figure out a good way to teach her horny husband a lesson. You could bet that he wouldn't be understanding if she went out and fucked with another man. He'd probably kill her ... that's what he'd do.
"Come on, honey!" Gary urged, digging his fingers into his wife's ass. "What's the matter?"
"Oooooh, nothing!" Robin replied, moving her hips again. "Nothing at all, darling! Absolutely nothing!"
If Gary thought that Robin was acting strangely, he didn't have time to think about it for long. Her hips were moving wildly now and his prick was thrilling to the grasping, squeezing action of her hot pussy walls.
Gary's excitement reached a fever pitch. It felt like he was fucking an oven, Robin's pussy was so burning hot. He slammed his prick back and forth, slipping between her steamy tissues and fucking her just as hard as he could.
"Yessss," Robin moaned, getting back into the spirit of things. "That's good, honey. Ooooooh ... that's so good."
Robin made her silky, wet pussy slide along his hard cockshaft and squeeze it. She heard Gary's grunt of pleasure.
"Yeah! Oh, yeah, baby. Suck my cock with your pussy. Do it, honey. Suck the cum right out of my balls!"
Gary grunted and gasped. He pounded his stiff cockshaft in Robin's hot pussy and his hips circled and pumped, making his hot cock pump deeper and deeper into Robin's silky cunt.
He pulled at her asscheeks and made Robin's hot pussy squish up around his pounding cock. Gary plowed all the way to the back of her squeezing cunt until he felt the sensitive, bloated head of his prick batter against the spongy hotness of her womb.
-"Aaaaaaah," Robin gasped. Her pussy twitched and spasmed around his prick. She made a little strangled sound in her throat and her nipples thrust sharply from the ends of her titties and punched against his sweaty chest.
"Yessss," she moaned, wiggling her hips even harder, forcing his hard cock in deeper until it battered rhythmically against her womb. Robin felt the room start to grow hot with the heat of their bodies. She forgot all about the mirror and she pounded her hips up against Gary's, meeting each of his thrusts with a sharp response of her own. Her buttcheeks felt raw as they rubbed against the rug, but she didn't care. All she could feel was the driving, pounding length of Gary's cock and the delicious thrills that were racing and chasing through her horny pussy.
Robin squeezed her eyes shut. Every nerve ending in her body came to screaming life. She began wailing. She couldn't help it. Gary had made her hornier than she'd ever been before in her whole life.
Robin's hips pumped and bucked. Her ass rolled against the blue tufted rug and she jerked her legs up until she could wrap them around Gary's broad, sweaty back.
"Aaaaaagh!" she gasped. "Deeper, darling, deeper!"
Robin dug her heels into Gary's back. Her pussy tunnel spasmed around his stiff, plunging cock, squeezing and nipping at it.
"Jesus!" Gary moaned. He'd never felt Robin this hot. Maybe it was licking her asshole or something. Whatever it was, he wanted to do it again. Robin was fucking him like the sexiest woman in the world and her pussy was even hotter than it usually was. It was practically burning the skin off his cock and it felt great ... just great!
Robin heard Gary's shocked comment. She couldn't help it. She felt like her body was on fire. His big cock was throbbing and bucking inside her hot pussy and she couldn't help responding totally.
Robin clamped her arms around Gary's neck. She pulled his head down until his lips touched her pebble-stiff nipples.
"Suck!" she wailed. "Please, Gary ... suck my nipple!"
Gary's hot lips clamped around the erect little bud. He sucked at it like a baby sucks a teething ring. Then he chewed at it, nipping it sharply between his teeth and feeling the horny little pink bud swell up and throb.
"Oooooh, yes!" Robin squealed. "Oh, Gary! Keep on ... you're going to make me come again! Oh, honey! I'm going to come!"
Robin held him even tighter. Her body shuddered and pulsed with violent waves of throbbing orgasm and she squealed.
Robin's pussy was so hot around Gary's cock that it was more than he could bear. It was a cavern of burning, oiled silk, sucking and milking the cum from his screaming balls. His cock slipped deeply into her frictionless pussy and mashed through the juices flowing from her orgasming cuntwalls.
Gary lunged once more. He planted his prick right up against Robin's shuddering, hot womb and let it explode with a blast of hot, shooting jism that splattered against her womb.
"AAAAAGH!" he gasped, squeezing her quivering tits with his hands. He felt his balls pumping, emptying the hosing white cream into Robin's orgasming pussy until her tight pussychannel was so full that it leaked back out again and ran down her shivering asscheeks to the rug below.
Gary rolled her from side to side, feeling the sticky puddles of fuck cream grind into the rug as they rolled and tossed through it.
"Oh, Jesus, honey!" Gary moaned, coming to rest at last against the mirror that had given them so much pleasure. "That was great, doll! Just great!"
Robin was puffing so hard that she couldn't answer. She took huge gulps of the warm, cum-scented air and blew it back out her nose in little, gasping snorts.
"Wow!" she exclaimed, hugging him tightly. "That sure was an explosion, wasn't it honey!"
Gary slipped his cream-coated cock out of Robin's still-shuddering pussy. He sighed deeply and flashed her his best grin.
"Still mad at me for coming home late?" he asked, chuckling at Robin's satisfied, lazy smile.
"Noooo...." Robin admitted, grinning at him. "How could I be mad after something that good?"
"I promise not to be late again," Gary said, crossing his fingers behind his back. He had lucked out this time. He'd just have to rearrange his busy schedule and spend less time fucking the ladies on the hill.
CHAPTER THREE
"I got a package for Mrs. Whitley and a special delivery for Ruth Richards," Gary read, grinning at Sam from behind the sorting case.
"I know you're gonna take the special delivery, right?" Sam asked, winking lewdly. "That Ruth Richards is really something. If she wasn't Jack's wife...."
Gary winked back. Then he perched his cap on his head and headed for the parking lot.
Sam grinned and shook his head. He didn't see how Gary got away with fucking on the job. He knew Gary fucked half the housewives on his route. Those women on the hill were really hot stuff to hear Gary tell about it. Sam wished he had the nerve to do something like that but he wasn't taking any chances. He wondered if Gary really thought he could get away with fucking Ruth Richards. That would really be something to hear about.
Gary slid behind the wheel of the new electric delivery vehicle and drove off down the street. He noticed that Jack's new car was already in the parking lot. At least he wouldn't have Jack to worry about when he made his special delivery.
* * *
Ruth Richards stepped out of the shower and brushed her long red hair. She wished that something exciting would happen today. Just once, she wished that a tall, handsome stranger would come knocking at her door. She'd rape the first man she met today, she decided with a grin. After the way Jack had pushed her away this morning when she'd suggested a quickie before work, she was ready to spit tacks. It would serve Jack right if she fucked the first delivery boy that came to the door.
Ruth went into the kitchen to pour herself a cup of coffee. Then she put the breakfast dishes in the dishwasher and wiped off the table. There really wasn't much to do around the house now that Jack had hired a maid to come in and clean twice a week. Ruth was bored out of her mind and her pussy was itching fiercely. She just had to find some relief for her poor tortured cunt.
Ruth leaned up against the dishwasher and cupped her chin in her hands. It was pleasant leaning against the machine that way. Her whole body jiggled and it was warm from the steamy water inside. Ruth pushed her tummy up against the side of the machine and then she gasped in surprise. The jiggling machine was making her hot pussy even hotter. The vibrations were traveling right through her pussy and centering on her hot little clit.
Ruth stood there and trembled. She wished she had a nice big cock to shove up her cunt right now. Even thinking about it made her heart pound in her chest. Her moist cuntlips swelled and throbbed, feeling hot and tingly from the vibrations of the dishwasher.
Ruth gave a low little moan of passion. She pressed her crotch right up against the corner of the machine and spread her legs so her horny pussy was pressing right against the warm metal.
"Aaaaaah," she moaned, twisting her hips and fucking her body right up against the jiggling surface. It wasn't enough, though ... not nearly enough. She had to shove something into her juicy cunt. She whirled around and grabbed the first thing she saw.
Ruth shivered as she looked at the big, yellow banana she held in her hand. She felt terribly depraved. The itch in her pussy wouldn't be ignored though. She just had to do something!
Ruth pressed her hand against her horny pussy. She backed up against the dishwasher and set the banana on top. Then she pulled herself up so that she was sitting on top of the machine.
"Yessss," Ruth moaned. She could feel the hot vibrations of the dishwasher through her soft buttcheeks now. It was terribly exciting ... more exciting than fucking with straight old Jack.
Ruth reached behind her and got the banana. Then she spread her legs wide and shoved the banana right into the itching, watering hole of her cunt.
"Ooooooh," the excited woman moaned. She shoved the banana in as far as it would go and held it in place with her left hand. Then the fingertips of her other hand swirled over the horny little button at the top of her pussyslit.
Ruth squeezed the little bud of her clit tightly. She rolled it around in her fingers. That felt absolutely heavenly. She felt the tight walls of her cunt suck and snap around the hard length of the banana sending wild thrills through her shuddering body.
Just then the doorbell rang.
"Oh, no!" Ruth exclaimed softly. She couldn't stop now. Her pussy was just too horny. The door was locked and no one could get in. She'd just ignore the doorbell and hope that whoever it was would go away.
Meanwhile, Gary stood at the front door, waiting for Ruth to answer. He could hear sounds from the house and her car was in the driveway. She was definitely home.
Gary waited for a long time before he started around the back of the house to try the back door. Maybe Ruth was in the shower or something. She probably hadn't heard him.
Gary just happened to glance in the kitchen as he passed the window. What he saw made him stop and gasp in shock. Ruth Richards was sitting on top of the dishwasher with a banana in her cunt!
"Holy shit!" Gary exclaimed. He'd never expected to see something that wild. There was only one thing that made a woman do something that strange to her pretty pink pussy. Old Jack must not be doing his bit in bed. If Ruth had to resort to fucking a banana, he could damn well bet that old Jack was ignoring his husbandly privileges!
Gary didn't stop to watch for long. Now he knew exactly what he wanted to do. He raced around to the back door and knocked loudly, hoping that Ruth would pull the banana out of her pretty little pussy before she was satisfied. That way she'd still be nice and horny when she came to the door. Then Gary could make his big play for the boss' wife.
"Damn!" Ruth muttered angrily, when she heard the knock at the back door. Whoever it was, was certainly persistent. Maybe it was important. Perhaps she should answer it. She could always go back to playing with her hot pussy after she took care of the person at the door.
Ruth pulled the banana out of her pussy with a snap of her wrist. She wrapped her robe tightly around her and jumped off the dishwasher. Then she hurried to the back door and opened it.
"Hi, Ruth," Gary said, smiling widely. "I hope I didn't interrupt anything."
"Uh ... no!" Ruth stammered. She felt the color rise to her cheeks and she knew that her face must be the color of a ripe tomato.
"I've got a special delivery for you," Gary continued. "You've got to sign for it."
"Come on in," Ruth mumbled, opening the door wider. "Let me get a pen."
Gary grinned as Ruth led him into the kitchen. He cast a quick glance at the dishwasher. The banana was still sitting on top of it.
Ruth felt strangely flustered as she searched for a pen. She felt Gary's eyes on her body and she realized that the thin material of her robe didn't do much to hide her lush curves. The thought made her feel hot all over.
"Here!" she said, pulling a pen out of one of the kitchen drawers. "Where do I sign?"
"Right here!" Gary gestured, pointing to the proper line. While Ruth hastily scrawled her signature on the little green card affixed to the envelope, Gary reached out cautiously and loosened the belt of her robe.
"There!" Ruth said, straightening up suddenly. Then she blushed furiously as her robe came open.
"Oh!" she gasped. "Oh, dear!"
Gary chuckled lewdly. "You sure are pretty, Ruth," he said softly. "I never thought I'd get a treat like this so early in the morning."
Gary reached out boldly for Ruth's hand, placing it right on his crotch. His prick was hard and blazing, stiff and jerking in his pants.
"I bet you'd rather have this than that banana you were playing with earlier," he said, chuckling. "How about it, Ruth? Would you like something better than a banana this morning?"
Ruth jumped back. She stood up stiffly and glared at the insolent postman. The nerve of him!
"What's the matter, honey?" Gary crooned. "Aren't you horny anymore?"
Ruth's face blushed fiery red. How could she refuse to do what he asked when he'd seen her playing with her pussy. He might make jokes at it down at the Post Office and if Jack found out about it.
"I ... I hope you know how to keep your mouth shut," she gasped. "I don't want my husband to find out about this!"
"Neither do I," Gary said with a grin. "Your husband's my boss!"
Ruth thawed suddenly. She remembered who the young, good-looking carrier was now. It was Gary Hansen, the one her husband always talked about ... the one who got into all the trouble!
"You're ... you're the one that comes in late all the time!" Ruth gasped. "You're the one Jack says fucks half the women on his route!"
Gary smiled modestly. "Well ... not half. I try to spread them out so I don't hold up the mail."
Ruth started laughing. She couldn't help it. The whole thing was just so ridiculous. Then she gasped as Gary unzipped his pants and pulled out his enormous cock.
"Oooooh," she moaned, feeling the heat build up in her pussy again. "Ooooooh, yes!"
Gary reached out and pulled the robe from her shoulders. It fell in a glistening heap of pink at her feet. Then his large hands cupped her tits, rubbing the nipples confidently.
Ruth knew she shouldn't do it. She had thought about being unfaithful to Jack of course, but doing it was another thing. She pressed her lips together and shuddered. She knew what she should do, but the sight of Gary's long, hard cock was just too much for her to resist. Quickly, the excited woman reached out and fastened her fingers around his stiff, throbbing prick.
Ruth felt like she was in the middle of a dream. Her horny pussy watered and itched dreadfully.
She couldn't hold back now. She just had to have Gary's lovely long cock'in her pussy. She just had to.
"Hurry!" Ruth moaned, slipping to the kitchen floor. "Fuck me. Do it right here! Fuck me Gary! Fuck me with that beautiful cock of yours!"
Gary looked down at the shuddering woman below him. His mouth flew open and he gave an astonished little gasp. He had never dreamed that it would be this easy. Ruth was stretched out right on the tile floor with her pussy shimmering in front of his eyes.
"Yeah!" Gary gasped, dropping to his knees. Ruth's pussy was glistening with cream, hungry and waiting. He knelt between her legs and gave a low, hungry growl as his face pressed closer and closer to that shimmering pink slit.
"Oh!" Ruth gasped. "What ... what are you doing?" Gary's head was so close to her cunt that she could feel his hot breath on her shuddering pussylips.
"I'm going to lick your pretty pink pussy," Gary growled, sinking his head lower. "I'm going to sniff it and taste it and lick all the cream off those cuntlips."
Ruth held her breath. She just couldn't believe that this was happening to her right on her own kitchen floor. It was like a dream come true. This man, this Gary, was actually going to lick her pussy. Little hot licks of passion swept over her bloated pussylips as he nuzzled between her creamy white thighs and sniffed appreciatively.
"Mmmmm," Gary moaned. Ruth's cunt smelled hot and musky, a heavy clinging smell that made Gary's mouth water eagerly. He took another deep breath and flicked his tongue out hungrily.
"Aaaaagh!" Ruth gasped as his hot tongue slithered between her cuntlips. Her body jerked wildly. She had dreamed about having her pussy licked but the reality was much, much better than even her horniest fantasy.
Gary made his tongue wide and flat. He washed over her shuddering pussy slit with his tongue, opening his mouth wide and running his tongue back and forth like a huge, hot vibrator.
"Oooooooh, yes!" Ruth moaned. "Oh, God ... I ... I never thought it would feel this good. Don't stop ... for God's sake, don't stop!"
Gary had no intention of stopping. He was having the time of his life. He rolled Ruth under the table where they couldn't be seen from the window and slid the tip of his tongue right in the horny women's swimming pussyhole.
"Aaaaagh!" Ruth gurgled. Gary's tongue was swirling deeper and deeper. He was fucking her with his tongue and it felt wonderful. The tingle in her pussy grew more and more fierce and she pressed her hands to the back of his neck.
"More!" she begged lustily. "Give me more!"
Gary poked his hot tongue in Ruth's spasming pussyhole, deeper and deeper. Her body was pressed right up against the table leg and the bowl of fruit on the top of the table was wobbling alarmingly. Ruth gave a violent shudder and the bowl came crashing down, scattering fruit all over the kitchen floor.
Gary had all he could do to keep from laughing. Apples were rolling across the tile floor and a banana landed right next to Ruth's pussy. Then he got a horny idea and he picked up the banana and grasped it tightly.
"You like bananas, don't you doll?" he chuckled, his lips hot against her trembling cunt. "I've got a great idea for this one."
Ruth's eyes opened wide. Gary pointed the banana right at the entrance to her clutching, watering pussyhole and began to force it in.
"Aaaagh!" Ruth gasped, pushing against his hand. "No! I ... I don't want you to do that. It's ... it's awful!"
"Just relax," Gary growled. "I have a feeling a horny woman like you is really going to get off on this. Just relax and let me fuck you with this nice, long banana."
Ruth shuddered violently. Jack had been right. Gary was depraved. He was an animal.
Ruth opened her mouth to protest again, but when she felt the huge, yellow fruit sliding into her clutching cunt, she couldn't make a sound. It felt good ... even better than good. It felt wonderful!
"Yes!" she groaned. "Fuck me with the banana and lick my pussy at the same time. Do it, Gary ... pleeeease! I need it so bad ... I need it, Gary!"
Gary twirled the piece of fruit around and around as he screwed it into Ruth's tight pussy. He hardly had to push at all. Ruth's snapping, horny pussy just sucked it right in. Gary held onto the tip of it and bent his head. His hot, wet tongue licked up the swimming length of her pussyslit and headed for that bright red bump of her clit right at the top.
"Aaagh!" Ruth screeched, as Gary's tonguetip flashed across the horny little button. He pressed on it with the tip of his tongue and she felt her pussy snap and gush around the banana in her cunt. It was almost like having a cock in her pussy.
"Push it in and out," she gasped. "Fuck me, Gary. Fuck my pussyhole and lick my clit at the same time."
Ruth's obscene language made thrills race through her spasming pussy. Gary didn't seem to mind at all. She could say anything she wanted to him. It wasn't like fucking with Jack at all. It was wild and free and she didn't have to pretend to be proper. She could be just as horny and whorish as she wanted to be. A great weight lifted off Ruth's shoulders and she opened her mouth in a wild, uninhibited, horny squeal.
Gary felt Ruth's pussy squish wetly as he poked the big, yellow banana in and out of her watering cunt. He flicked her hard little clit with his tongue, rolling it around and around until Ruth was making little mewling sounds of passion.
Ruth spread her legs wantonly. She lifted her round buttcheeks up off the cold tile floor and thrust them upward, meeting the lunge of the yellow banana in her pussy. She felt Gary's lips fasten around her horny stiff clit and suck it deep into his mouth. Hot tingles shot through her shuddering pussy and she swirled her hips around and around in a frenzy of delight.
"Aaaagh," she gurgled. "Oh, yes ... fuck me deep. Fuck that long banana in deep!"
Gary slammed the fruit in and out, faster and faster. His teeth nipped sharply at Ruth's hard clit and he sucked on it as hard as he could. He felt Ruth's body shaking more and more violently and then she gave a scream as her pulsing, snapping pussy started to come at last.
"Aaaagh! Aaaagh! AAAAGH!" Ruth squealed. Her pussy walls shot streams of white, frothy cream out of her nipping cunt. It ran down her butt and tickled the crack of her ass. She shuddered violently and a mighty orgasm ripped through her horny pussy making her gasp and squeal with delight.
"Pm commmmming!" she squealed. "You did it. Oh, Jesus ... I'm coming so hard!"
Ruth's pussy spasmed around the banana. For a moment Gary was afraid that the squeezing walls of Ruth's spasming pussy were going to crush the banana to a pulp. Ruth gave another long, shuddering sigh and then a huge smile broke out over her face.
"Yes," she moaned, pulling back at his hand. "So good ... oh, yes, Gary. Just what I needed!"
Gary pulled the banana slowly out of her gripping, creaming pussy. He was surprised to see that it was still in one piece. It looked a little worse for the wear, but at least it wasn't crushed.
"I ... I ... oh! That was so wonderful!" Ruth gasped, blushing crimson. "I know you must think I'm awful, but I was so horny ... "
The flustered woman stopped in confusion. Her eyes dropped to Gary's stiff, wide cock and her eyes flickered with renewed passion.
"Uh ... I could take care of that ... that nice stiff prick of yours," she offered lustily. "Do ... do you want to fuck me with it?"
Gary didn't waste any time thinking about it. He dropped back down on top of Ruth's lush body and rubbed his hard cock up against her thighs.
"Spread 'em out, doll," he grinned. "I have a feeling you're going to like this. One orgasm just isn't enough for a horny gal like you. Let's go for two, huh?"
Ruth's eyes widened. He obviously thought he could make her come again. Maybe he could ... maybe a new man was all she needed. A man who wasn't afraid to try kinky things with her hot, creamy pussy.
"Yes!" she hissed. "Oh, please! I want it again. Do you really think you can make me come twice?"
"I'll bet on it," Gary chuckled. "Just spread those creamy white legs of yours and let me get this hard prick in your sweet pussy. I know all sorts of tricks to make you come, doll."
Ruth's legs snapped apart. She held out her arms and groaned as Gary's weight came down on her hard nipples. His big, red cockhead searched for the opening in her watering pussy and she wiggled her hips to help him find it.
"Just hold still," Gary growled. "I'm a big boy, doll and I know just where you want it."
Ruth shuddered. What a difference from Jack. Jack always asked her to put it in. Gary seemed to know just what he was doing. She could hardly wait to feel his pounding cock in her tightly clenched pussyhole.
Gary grabbed the head of his prick in his hand. He aimed it at the slippery gap of her pussyslit and rubbed the wide, dribbling head all over her pussy. That always got to the women. He'd learned that trick long ago. The hotter he could make them before he actually stuck it in, the quicker they came.
"Oh, hurry!" Ruth begged. "Stick it in! I just can't wait any longer."
Gary didn't pay any attention to Ruth's horny, demanding cries. He just rubbed the sensitive, wide head of his slippery cock all up and down Ruth's creamy pussyslit, slipping it past the horny, hot tissues until it finally nestled right at the mouth of her lusty cunt.
"Pleeeeease," Ruth begged. "Give it to me ... pleeeeease."
Gary felt the heat of her pussy pulling at his cockhead. Her fluttering cuntmouth was nipping at the wide, glossy head of his cock, making kissing motions around it and trying to draw it in. Gary hesitated a moment, just pressing against the soft, hot ring of her pussyhole. Then he couldn't wait any longer. Her pussy felt like a forest fire ... hot and wild. He shoved his hips down with a heavy lurch and his cock slid juicily up her pussy, plowing into the hot, wet flesh.
"Aaaaaaah!" Ruth groaned. "Oh, Jesus that's good! Fuck me hard, Gary ... fuck me just as hard as you can!"
Gary felt his prick bounce up against the end of her spasming cunt. It nosed right up against the spongy softness of her womb and pushed against it.
He drew his hips back and fucked the long pole of his cock in again, driving it a little harder this time.
"Yes!" Ruth squealed. "Hard. Oh, fuck me hard ... please."
Ruth felt her cunt spasm and water fiercely. There seemed to be an itch deep inside her pussy. She swiveled her hips and rubbed her butt cheeks against the cold floor. The skin on her ass was cold where it touched the floor and his prick was so unbelievably hot. The contrast made her gasp and tremble with passion.
"Aaaaaah!" she moaned. She spread her thighs as wide as they could and she lifted up with her butt, sucking his cock into her cunt with her grasping pussy muscles.
"Jesus!" Gary gasped. He just couldn't believe his luck. He bet old Jack didn't know his wife had such a hot cunt. Old Jack probably didn't turn her on at all. She must not be getting what she needed from Jack or she wouldn't be so horny. Gary knew women. If they got what they wanted at home, they stayed home. But Ruth? She was the horniest woman he'd ever run into on his route. Old Jack had to be a dud in bed if his wife was this hot for someone else.
Ruth couldn't believe the sensations that were rippling through her cunt. Jack's cock had never felt like this. Gary was using his cock like a battering ram, lunging deep into her hot, wild pussy, making her whole body shake with unleashed passion.
Ruth's cunt sucked and pulsed around Gary's wide, long prick. Her hot pussytissues sucked and squeezed and watered. She shook her lush buttcheeks up and down and made big circles with her hips, rubbing the walls of her spasming pussy right against Gary's smooth, burning cockshaft.
Ruth gave a shrill squeal of pleasure. Horny waves of pleasure swept over her hot, burning pussy and her hot cunt spasmed and sucked.
Ruth swirled her flooded pussy around Gary's plunging cock and her arms flew around his neck. Her trembling legs raised up and wrapped themselves around Gary's sweaty back and she held on tightly, crossing her ankles to lock her legs in place.
"AAAAAGH!" she squealed, a quivering scream coming up from the depths of her throat and filling the kitchen with sound.
"You like it don't you doll?" Gary chuckled, driving his big cock in deeper and faster. He held his cock still in the depths of her pussy and felt her pussy suck and squeeze his rod. Her pussy muscles were spasming so hard that it felt like his prick was still plunging in and out. He felt her nails dig into his back and he started to move again, to give her the hard, driving fucking she needed.
Gary pushed his cock into Ruth's cunt and felt her arch her back in response. He stabbed his cock into her hot, wet pussy harder and harder, each thrust carrying his swollen balls forward to slap against her firm round ass.
Ruth's excitement mounted so high that she thought she was going to pass out from the whirling sensations in her cunt. She moved under the brutal jabs of his big, thick cock and moaned out her pleasure louder and louder. The rippling, electric thrills in her pussy were reaching a high pitch, gathering momentum with each lunge of Gary's powerful, pounding cock.
Scalding cream boiled around Gary's thick, plunging cock, making lewd squishing noises as he pounded in and out. He felt his balls tighten and swell up, slapping against her smooth, warm butt with increasing speed and vigor.
"Jesus!" he moaned, gritting his teeth and holding the cum in his swelling balls. He couldn't keep up much longer. He had to make her come once more, though. He had promised and Gary Hansen never left a horny lady frustrated. That was his code of honor. He had to make Ruth come once more before he could let go and shoot his thick white jism into her burning cunt.
Ruth gave a strangled cry of lust. Dizzying whirls of pleasure melted her body. She forgot where she was, who she was fucking with, everything except the delightful rippling waves building in her hot, lusty pussy.
"AAAAAAGH!" she squealed as the first jolt of orgasm swept through her molten pussy. "Oh, yes! I'm coming! Give it to me now ... shoot your cream up my pussy!"
Gary pressed his cock all the way in Ruth's hot pussy. He nosed his nearly bursting cockhead right up against her scalding womb and gasped in excitement. His prick swelled up so big that he felt like he was going to burst right through the tight, nipping walls of her cunt. His balls tingled and slapped up against her ass, tightening and then bursting with huge, pulsing ripples.
"Aaah!" he moaned. "Here it comes, doll. Here comes my hot cream right up your pussy. Feel it, doll? Feel my prick shoot up your hot cunthole?"
Ruth's cunt shook and shuddered. She felt the first bursts of his pounding, spurting cock and then torrents of hot cum shot from the huge tip of his cock, blasting deep into her orgasming pussy. The cum flew in fierce spurts. It bounced off the spasming walls of her cunt and filled her orgasming pussy completely. Still his balls pumped.
Ruth squealed lustily. She felt the cum back up in her pussy, dripping out of her spasming pussyhole in creamy white globs and dribbling down her hot asscheeks and making puddles on the tile floor.
"Aaaaagh!" she screeched, digging her heels into his back. Her ass wiggled and slipped through the pool of slippery cum as her cunt milked and squeezed the last of his hot cum out of his balls.
"You did it!" she cried joyfully, clasping her arms around his neck. "You made me come. Oh, my God ... I just can't believe it!"
Gary's cock gave one last feeble squirt. He pulled the limp shaft out of her cunt and chuckled appreciatively.
"The old man doesn't do it for you, huh?" he asked casually. "You're some hot pussy, doll. You just call on me when you want a good fuck."
Ruth staggered to her feet. She looked down at the puddle of cum on the floor and laughed hysterically.
"I ... I never thought I'd do it," she gasped. Then the full meaning of Gary's words sank into her spinning head.
"You ... you mean you'll do it again? You'll fuck me when I get horny?"
"Through rain, sleet, hail or snow," Gary quipped. "I can deliver, doll!"
"Ooooooh," Ruth moaned, suddenly looking shy. "I ... I hope you're not going to say anything about this. Jack would just kill me if he knew...."
Gary put his finger to his lips. "Don't worry about a thing, doll," he soothed her. "I'm not about to fuck up a good thing. Just mail yourself a special delivery every time you need a little action.
I'll make sure I'm the one who delivers it."
Ruth grinned widely. Then she gave a soft little giggle of mischief. "I hope Jack doesn't wonder why I get special deliveries all the time," she said, looking a little nervous but awfully excited. "What shall I tell him if he asks?"
"He'll never even notice," Gary promised, winking at her. "Old Jack's too busy chasing the secretaries in the office to spend much time out on the floor."
Ruth gasped in shock. "How ... how do you know?" she asked, wondering whether she should believe him or not.
"My wife works in his office," Gary said chuckling. "She says old Jack is hell on wheels."
"Has Jack-" Ruth couldn't finish her question. How could she ask Gary if Jack ever made a pass at his wife?
"Nope!" Gary answered, reading the unspoken question in her eyes. "He's never even tried."
When Ruth closed the door behind Gary she thought about Jack chasing the secretaries. She wondered if he was as straight with office girls as he was with her. If he was doing wild things at the office, and she could get some kind of proof of it, maybe she could force him to loosen up a little at home.
CHAPTER FOUR
Robin whirled around in shock as she heard the office door close behind her. Jack was standing there, grinning at her. As she watched, he snapped the lock closed and grinned lewdly.
"Why did you do that?" Robin asked, her voice a little higher-pitched than usual. She knew the gossip about Jack around the office and she couldn't help but blush as she thought about it.
Robin's mind whirled. Now that she thought about it, Mr. Richards had been acting kind of funny all week. He had squeezed her butt every time she bent over the file cabinet and made little references to her sexy dresses. Robin hadn't minded before this. She never thought that he would actually try anything with her. After all, he was Gary's boss and it just wouldn't be right. Somehow though, she sensed that this morning was different. For one thing, Jack had never done anything like lock the door before. That was really weird.
"I need to have a little talk with you in private, Robin," Jack said, grinning at Robin's puzzled expression. "You don't mind if I lock the door so we won't be disturbed, do you?"
"Uh ... noooo," Robin answered, feeling a funny kind of prickling in her spine. "What did you want to talk about, Mr. Richards?"
Jack grinned. He noticed that Robin had called him Mr. Richards. That meant that she was on her guard. He smiled widely, doing his best to look benevolent.
"It's about your husband, Robin. I've had some complaints about his ... er ... performance on the route."
Robin looked startled. "Oh!" she gasped. She had been expecting Jack to make a pass and all he wanted to do was talk about Gary. She gave a nervous little giggle of relief.
"I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about, Mr. Richards," Robin said, lowering her eyes. She had a feeling that Jack was going to tell her something she'd rather not hear. "Gary doesn't discuss his work at home."
"Well, I don't know exactly how to put this, Robin ... but it seems that Gary has been pretty late on his route lately. Some of the postal customers are complaining that he's spending too much time up on the hill."
Robin blushed bright red. She knew what that meant even though Jack hadn't actually said it. The hill was the area of town populated by women who worked at night. There was a whole housing development out there that catered to singles and divorced women. If Gary was spending time on the hill, it meant that he was messing around with those women. Most of them were barmaids and go-go dancers and nude models and Robin had a pretty good idea that Gary wasn't spending his time delivering the mail.
"Oh...." Robin said uncertainly. "I ... I don't know anything about that. I'm sure Gary's just doing his job, Mr. Richards."
Jack moved closer to Robin and put his arm around her shoulder. "I wouldn't be too upset over it," he said soothingly. "After all, most married men stray a little from time to time."
Robin's face blushed fiery red. She was awfully embarrassed. It was bad enough finding out that Gary was spending time on the hill, but to hear it from Jack Richards was twice as bad.
"You wouldn't want to see Gary get into any trouble, would you, dear?" Jack said, slipping his arm down a little lower and starting to caress her back. "You wouldn't want anyone else to find out about it, I'm sure. I've heard that the union takes a pretty dim view of mail carriers who aren't strictly professional about their jobs."
Robin turned to look at Jack. His eyes met hers in an unmistakable stare. The poor girl was so flustered, she dropped her gaze and stared down at the red and black carpet.
"You ... you won't say anything about it, will you Mr. Richards?" Robin said, her voice quivering with emotion. "Gary needs his job."
"Well ... I really should turn in the report, but...." Jack hesitated just long enough to make sure that Robin got his meaning. "I guess I could overlook it this time. I'm sure you and I could come to some sort of an arrangement, Robin."
Robin clenched her hands together in a helpless gesture. She knew what was on Jack's mind now and there didn't seem to be any way of getting out of it. She would have to go along with him if she wanted to protect Gary.
Jack's big hand slid around Robin's side, cupping the firm flesh of her tits right through the sweater she wore. He flicked his fingertip over her throbbing nipples and smiled at her in a lazy sort of way.
"I don't see why Gary's playing around," he breathed. "With a pretty little wife like you at home, he ought to be satisfied." .
Robin blushed even harder. She opened her mouth to make some sort of polite comment, but before she could think of what to say Jack had whirled her around and his warm, hard lips were nibbling down the side of her neck.
"Oh!" she squeaked. "Oh, Mr. Richards!"
Jack laughed. "I don't think you have to be so formal, Robin. Why don't you call me Jack. I have a feeling that you and I are going to be very good friends.
Robin's mind spun around in circles. She couldn't say no. She really didn't want to say no. Gary was going out on her. Even Jack said that. Why shouldn't she play around a little too?
The shuddering girl relaxed visibly. She made up her mind. If Gary could do it, she could, too. Gary wasn't the only one who was entitled to a little fun.
"That's better," Jack breathed, slipping off her sweater. "I think we understand each other now."
Robin's heart was pounding so hard she felt like it was going to burst out of her chest. She held her breath as Jack undressed her and led her over to the couch at the far side of the office. Then she felt his hot mouth on her tits and she cried out in lust.
"Yes! Oh, yes, Jack! It feels so good!" Jack grinned as Robin's slim hand slipped down to fondle his stiff prick. This was going to work out just fine. He was glad that Gary was fucking the ladies on the hill. He had a feeling Robin was going to be just what he needed.
* * *
Bobbie Martin answered incoming calls until her ear was ready to fall off. She wished Robin would hurry and come out of Jack's office. She had her hands full with the five information lines and she needed some help.
After fifteen minutes passed, Bobbie wondered if Robin was ever going to come back. She wasn't the sort of woman to listen to idle office gossip but she'd heard some pretty shocking stories about Jack and a couple of the other secretaries.
Bobbie came to a sudden decision. She put every single incoming line on hold and tip-toed to the door of Jack's office. She turned the knob silently but the door wouldn't open. It must be locked from the inside.
Bobbie knew that she should go back to her desk and pretend that nothing was wrong. Still, all the gossip she'd heard couldn't be wrong. Maybe Robin was in trouble in Jack's office. Against her better judgement, she put her ear up to the office door and listened.
"Ooooooooh," Robin moaned. "Do it again, Jack! Harder!"
"You love it, don't you baby?" Jack's voice boomed out. "I can tell you love it. Tell me what you want me to do!"
"Suck on it!" Robin groaned. "Pleeeease! It feels so good I can hardly stand it!"
Bobbie jerked her head away from the door like it was red-hot. She just couldn't believe what she'd heard. It had sounded like Bobbie and Jack were doing something awful in there.
Bobbie drew a shuddering breath. Before she had time to think about the consequences if she were caught, she pulled the extra office key from her desk and slipped it into the lock.
The latch turned easily and Bobbie pushed the door open a fraction of an inch. The heavy drapes were pulled over the windows and for a second she couldn't see anything. Then she noticed two shapes moving on the couch at the far side of the room.
"Oooooh," Bobbie whispered. It was Robin, and she and Jack were lying on the couch. Jack's head was poised over Robin's naked chest and his lips were clamped around one of her large, pink nipples. The other nipple was shimmering in the air, hard and shiny-looking. Bobbie could tell that Jack had sucked that one, too.
Bobbie froze with her eye to the door. She knew that she should close the door and go back to her work, but she just couldn't bring herself to do that. She had to find out what Jack was going to do. She had to find out if the stories the girls told about him were true. They said he had a cock like a horse. Of course, Bobbie hadn't believed them at the time. Now she could find out. All she had to do was wait until Jack turned around and she could see for herself.
"Oh, God, I'm hot!" Robin moaned. "Touching your big cock is making me so horny, Jack. It's so big and hard ... oooooooh!"
Jack sat up suddenly. He moved between Robin's legs and held his long cock in his hand. It pointed straight out at the air, long and hard and menacing.
"Ooooooh!" Bobbie breathed. It was just as big as the girls had said. Bobbie had never seen a cock that big before. It looked like it would split a girl wide open.
Jack moved up higher until his glistening red cock was pointed right at Robin's wide pink mouth. "How about sucking on it a little, baby?" he rasped.
Robin opened her eyes wide. She stared at Jack's big red prick and then she smiled happily. "Ooooooh," she gasped. "I'd love to ... God! It's so big, Jack! You've really got a whopper!"
Robin reached up with both hands. She held Jack's jerking cock between her fingers and slid them over the glossy dark-colored head of his prick.
"Mmmmmm, I bet you taste good," she groaned, opening her mouth wide. She licked her lips lewdly and smacked her lips.
"Bring it down here honey and I'll lick it for you," Robin urged. "Come on, Jack. I'd just love to suck a cock as big as yours."
Bobbie blushed with embarrassment. She knew that some girls, girls who were whores, sucked cocks. She'd read about that. She just couldn't picture sweet little Robin doing something that nasty, though. Her eyes popped open wide as Jack's glistening, smooth cockhead came closer and closer to Robin's moist, pink lips.
"Oh, no!" Bobbie gasped. She just couldn't believe that Robin was actually going to do it. Jack must have forced her to do it, somehow. She was sure that Robin wouldn't willingly do something that depraved and wicked. Jack must be blackmailing the sweet girl. That must be it. No sweet young lady like Robin would suck Jack's enormous cock willingly!
Bobbie clenched her fists so tightly she dug her fingernails into the palms of her hands. Jack's cock was almost touching Robin's sweet, innocent lips. Now the dark, red, mushroom-shaped head was gliding in, disappearing right between Robin's moist lips.
Bobbie held her breath. Surely Robin would gag or something. It must be awful to have something as big as Jack's cock poking down her tiny little throat. Robin would be sure to hate it.
"Mmmmmmm!" Robin moaned. Bobbie could hear her lips smacking and she made low animal-like growls.
"No!" Bobbie gasped, her mouth wide open in shock. Robin didn't act like she hated it at all. She was acting like she enjoyed it. She acted like she could hardly get enough of Jack's big, wide cock!
"Oh ... you're good, baby," Jack groaned. "Somebody taught you how to suck cocks really good. Jesus! Your mouth's so hot and wet! Oooooh, baby ... you'd better take it easy or you're going to get a big mouthful!"
Robin kept right on sucking at Jack's huge cock. She bobbed her head back and forth and felt the delicious rod of stiff flesh slide down her slippery throat, leaking cockjuice all the way. She wrapped her tongue around the underside of Jack's cock and drew in with her cheeks sucking wildly.
"Stop!" Jack yelped, pushed her head back with a violent shove. Then he grinned lewdly, "You almost got it, baby ... you almost got my hot load right down in your belly. A horny little thing like you needs more than a mouthful, right?"
Robin shivered in anticipation. "Yes," she whispered. "I need more than a mouthful. I need a nice hot pussyful."
Jack laughed loudly. He pushed Robin back down on the couch and rolled her over on her knees. "Spread your legs baby, and let me poke it to you, doggie-style."
Robin shuddered. Jack was really wild. He was willing to do anything. No wonder she'd heard all sorts of gossip about him from the other secretaries. Jack didn't mince around about what he wanted.
Robin spread her legs widely apart. She lifted her shimmering buttcheeks high in the air and waited for the lunge of Jack's hot cock. She waited for what seemed like ages and then, at last, she felt his hands on her trembling buttcheeks.
"Aaaaaah!" Robin moaned. Something hot and wet was licking between her glistening buttcheeks. She jerked and moaned as she realized what Jack was doing. His face was pressing between her hot asscheeks and his long tongue was slithering in the crack of her butt, licking right over her shuddering, clenching asshole.
Robin remembered the way Gary had licked her asshole last night. A low moan escaped her lips. Jack's tongue felt just as good, wiggling over her pink, puckered asshole and darting in the shivering channel of her ass.
For a second Robin wondered if Jack intended to fuck her in the ass. She didn't want to do that. That was the one thing she wouldn't do. Her asshole was just too small. Robin knew that it would hurt and she wasn't about to take a chance on yelling right here in the office.
Jack's tongue moved deeper between the shuddering girl's legs. It found the wet, oozing hole of her pussy and darted in there too, swirling around in the hot, moist flesh, slipping and sliding through the waves of steamy cuntjuice that leaked in torrents from Robin's aroused pussywalls.
"Ooooooh," Robin moaned. "That's ... that's wonderful, Jack. God! I love the way you lick my pussy!"
Jack's tongue whirled and wiggled until the excited girl was out of her mind with lust. Then he slipped his tongue over her whole pussyslit, covering it completely, and shook it like a dog shakes a bone.
"Aaaaaah!" Robin moaned. "Oh, Jack! Hurry and fuck me. I want that big cock of yours in my pussy!"
Jack grabbed Robin's full, round, quivering asscheeks and spread them apart with his fingers. Then Robin tipped her ass up high and he saw the gleaming pink expanse of her pussy waiting for the entrance of his hard cock.
Jack gasped lustily. Robin's pussy was a lovely color of pink, sweet and hot with glistening drops of creamy juice clinging to the delicate tissues. Her cunt was drooling a steady stream of frothy cream and spasming as she waited for his cock to penetrate.
"You're hot, aren't you, baby?" Jack moaned, aiming the tip of his red, engorged cock right at the hot hole of her cunt. "You're creaming all over the place."
"Yes," Robin admitted, and another gush of steamy cuntjuice dripped out of her pussyhole. "I need it, Jack ... hurry!"
Jack aimed his cock at the pusling, watering hole of Robin's hot pussy. The tip of it pressed right up against her quivering flesh, making the horny girl sigh and quiver in lust. She wiggled her hips back, fucking up against his huge cock, trying to capture that enormous length of prick in her slippery pussyhole.
"Oh!" Robin moaned. "Oh, Jack ... This is wonderful! It's so much more exciting when you're fucking with someone new. Oooooh, I can understand why Gary does it now!"
Jack chuckled. "I won't say anything about Gary if you fuck with me once in awhile," he promised. That'll be our little secret, Robin."
Bobbie's mouth dropped open. So that was it! She'd heard stories about Gary, too. It must be true then. Gary must be playing around with the women on his route. That was why Robin was fucking with Jack ... to keep Gary's job for him.
Bobbie shuddered. Jack was really a louse, blackmailing Robin like that. And the poor girl was pretending to enjoy it. Now she understood the whole thing.
Jack's long prick began to slide into Robin's delicate pussy. It squished through the juices in her cunt and poked its way right up her steamy pussy, nosing up against the mouth of her womb.
"Oooooooh!" Robin moaned. "Harder, Jack. Do it harder. I just love to be fucked hard like that!"
Bobbie smiled. Robin was doing an awfully good acting job. She was sure that the little blonde girl didn't really want Jack to fuck her. After all, she was married, even if Gary was playing around. She must love Gary an awful lot to fuck Jack to save his job. There must be something someone could do to save Robin from Jack. She would just have to think of something.
Suddenly Bobbie heard footsteps coming down the hallway. She closed the door quickly and locked it behind her with the key. Then she slid back behind her desk and picked up a letter, just as the office door opened.
"Hi, Bobbie," a familiar voice said. "I had to interview a client around here and I thought I'd come in and take you to lunch.
Bobbie's face flushed as she looked up at the handsome, gray-haired man. It was Skip, her husband. She tried not to look too flustered. She didn't want Skip to guess what was going on behind that closed inner-office door. She didn't care if Skip found out about Jack, but Robin? This whole thing wasn't Robin's fault. Skip would be sure to tell someone about it and then it would make Robin look bad.
"I'll leave right now," Bobbie said, grabbing her coat. "Let's go, honey. Hurry up!"
"Just let me stick my head in the office and say hello to Jack," Skip said, starting toward the inner-office door.
"NO!" Bobbie almost screamed. "He's ... he's in conference right now with orders not to be disturbed."
Skip stopped with his hand on the office door. He heard the unmistakable sound of two people fucking in Jack's office. There was a high-pitched giggle and then Jack's voice boomed out.
"That's it baby! Make that sweet pussy of yours suck all the cum out of my balls. Jesus! You've sure got a nice pussy, honey!"
"Fuck me harder, Jack!" a woman groaned. "Come on, pound that beautiful cock of yours in my pussy."
Skip stepped away from the door with a grin on his rugged face. He grabbed Bobbie's arm and chuckled. "I think you'd better tell me all about that conference your boss is having at lunch," he said, marching Bobbie out of the office and down the hall.
* * *
"Aaaaaaagh!" Robin moaned, her asscheeks writhing in slow circles. "Come on, Jack ... fill my hot pussy up with your cum."
Jack grunted like a man moving heavy furniture. His breath whooshed out of his lungs as his big prick pounded harder and harder in Robin's sweet wet pussy. Her cunt was milking his cock, squeezing it tightly and bathing it in steamy gushes of hot pussyjuice. He knew he couldn't hold the cum in his balls for long. Robin's pussy was too tight and deliciously wet to hold off for long.
"Are you ready?" he puffed, gritting his teeth together. "Are you ready for my hot load, baby?"
"Yesssss!" Robin wailed. She squeezed her cunt around his cock excitedly. Then Jack's fingers wormed between them and found the hard little button of her clit.
"Let's get you off too," Jack groaned. "Here it comes, baby! Get set for a real gusher."
Robin's body jerked and jumped as Jack's big fingers slid over the slippery gap of her pussy. His fingertip rolled her clit and flicked it back and forth in time to his pounding, lunging cock. It felt so good that Robin's eyes crossed in delight. She saw everything double. The room started spinning around and then Jack's cock was bursting into her hot, horny pussy, filling her narrow cunt up with his hot load of sperm.
"Aaaaagh!" she squealed, lifting her butt up even higher so Jack's spurting cum squirted right at the end of her squeezing pussy. She felt the hot cream batter against the softness of her womb and she started coming herself, each spurt of his cum sending her higher and higher on the merry-go-round of lust.
"Aaaagh! Aaaaagh! AAAAAAAGH!" she squealed as her pussy spasmed and fluttered around the bursting length of his prick. Electric waves of pleasure rushed through her body and made her shake and gasp with pleasure. She'd never been this horny before. Maybe Gary was right. Maybe both of them needed a little variety in their lives. Maybe this was just what they needed to save their marriage.
"Wow!" Robin gasped as she sat down behind her desk again several minutes later. Fucking with Jack had been fun, but she still didn't feel exactly right about it. She didn't like to feel that she had to do it, and Jack had made that pretty clear. She just hoped that Jack wasn't going to take advantage of the situation. Fucking with him once to save Gary's job was one thing, but it was different if he was going to make her do it all the time. That was blackmail and Robin didn't like the chilly feeling she got when she thought about that.
CHAPTER FIVE
Bobbie came to a decision-after a long thoughtful minute. She left the office early for the first time in her postal career. She didn't like lying and saying that she had a doctor's appointment, but she did it anyway. She didn't care what Skip had said. She just had to do something to straighten out this whole mess with Robin and Jack. She smiled for the first time that day as she drove off toward Ruth Richards' house.
* * *
Skip kept thinking about Robin and Jack fucking in the office. He had been pretty adamant when he told Bobbie not to interfere, but now he wasn't so sure. Maybe he ought to take matters into his own hands. He decided that he should be the one to talk to Ruth about her husband. She was bound to find out anyway, sooner or later.
Skip grinned as he checked his reflection in the rear view mirror of the car. He'd been thinking about Ruth's lush curves all the while he'd been driving. He stepped out of the car and walked up the long walkway to Ruth's house. Maybe she'd appreciate his concern. He'd been lusting after the tall, slinky redhead ever since he'd met her a year ago at the Post Office picnic. With a wife like Bobbie, who could blame him for having dreams about other women? Bobbie was so straight, sometimes he wondered why he'd ever married her. She insisted on church every Sunday and she treated sex like something that was her duty. Skip hungered for a different kind of sex than the boring stuff he had with Bobbie. Sex with someone like Ruth Richards wouldn't be that way ... he was sure of it. Ruth looked pretty wild and she sure had a lush, curvy body. Skip's mouth watered as he pressed the doorbell and waited for Ruth to answer.
"Skip?" Ruth said, looking astonished at seeing him again. "It is Skip, isn't it? Bobbie's husband?"
"Right," Skip said, grinning at the fact that Ruth had recognized him. "I ... I wanted to talk to you Ruth. I'm afraid I've got some rather distressing news."
"Nothing's the matter with Bobbie, is there?"
Ruth asked anxiously. She knew Jack depended on Bobbie to handle the office.
"Oh, no. Bobbie's just fine," Skip assured her. "No ... it's about Jack. May I come in?"
"Of course," Ruth responded, opening the door wide. She led Skip over to the couch and motioned for him to sit down. "Now what's all this about?"
"Well ... I went in to take Bobbie to lunch today and she said that Jack was in conference. When I got near the door I heard some things that made me believe that Jack wasn't in conference at all. I know it's hard to believe Ruth, but Jack was fucking one of the secretaries in his office!"
Ruth put her hand to her mouth. She supposed that she should try to act shocked but she just couldn't manage it. She figured that Gary had been telling the truth about Jack this morning.
"Are you sure?" she asked, trying to stifle a smile.
"I'm positive," Skip said, reaching out for her hand. "Listen, Ruth, I know this is kind of a shock and all...."
Skip stopped speaking suddenly. What he thought were choked sobs coming from Ruth's lips, sounded like something entirely different now. It sounded as if Ruth were laughing!
Skip's eyes opened wide. Ruth was laughing freely now, holding her hand over her mouth and giggling like crazy. At first he thought the poor woman was hysterical, but then she stopped laughing and put her hand on his arm.
"You ... You must think I'm crazy," she stuttered. "I mean ... laughing about it and all ... but I've been hoping that Jack's been playing around. That means I can play around, too, if I get the chance."
Suddenly Ruth's eyes lit up. She saw that Skip had a suspicious-looking bulge at the crotch of his pants.
"Say," she said slowly, "I don't suppose you'd like to ... well ... you know!"
Skip's face broke into a huge, happy grin. "Why not?" he said, laughing along with her. "I was kind of hoping that you'd see it that way. That's the only reason I came over here to tell you. I kind of hoped that you'd be so mad at Jack that you'd decide to do the same thing with me."
Ruth stood up. She unbuttoned the top of her dress and let it gape open, her large, swelling tits poking through the opening. "Look like something you'd like to play with?" she asked in a low, sexy voice. I
"Yeah!" Skip moaned. "Take it off, Ruth. Let me have a good look at those lovely big tits of yours."
Ruth licked her lush red lips. Then she slid down the zipper of her dress and let it fall to the floor. All she had on underneath the pink and white flowered dress was a pair of wispy, pink lace panties.
"You like it?" she asked, striking a pose for Skip.
"Jesus!" Skip gulped. Ruth looked like a model. She had the body of a centerfold without the staple in her navel. She was the most gorgeous piece of woman he'd ever seen in his life.
Skip felt his cock rise up hard and stiff in his pants. He just couldn't believe that Ruth was actually standing in front of him naked. He gulped and moaned appreciatively.
Ruth smiled seductively. She hooked her fingers in the waistband of her tiny little panties and started to slowly lower them.
Skip's face got so red she was almost afraid that he was going to have a heart attack. He licked his lips and gave a low whistle as her coppery-colored beaver came in view. Then his mouth started watering so much that he couldn't whistle anymore. Ruth's pussy was just as beautiful as the rest of her. The light, copper-colored hairs barely hid her cuntlips. He could see the tender pink pussyflesh peeking out from between the curly hairs. Her pussy looked warm and wet and she wiggled it a little as she walked closer to him.
"It's pretty, isn't it?" she asked, stopping a foot away from him and spreading her legs apart so her pussyslit would show more clearly.
"Uh ... yeah!" Skip groaned. His cock was practically bursting out of the front of his pants. Its long length strained against the material and he groaned again and pressed his palm to the front of his pants.
Ruth giggled. "Do you want to see more?" she asked, not waiting for his answer. She stood directly in front of him and reached down with both hands. Her long fingers parted the silky pussyhairs and spread open her puffy cuntlips, exposing the tender pink slit inside.
"Oooooh," Skip groaned. His mouth started to water so much that he had to swallow desperately to keep from choking. Skip was entranced by her wet cunt.
Ruth wiggled a little closer to the flabbergasted man. Her pussy was just even with his eyes as he was sitting on the couch. When she pulled her glistening pink pussy lips apart like that, Skip could see the pulsing red hole of her cuntmouth, watering and spasming in and out.
"Oooooh," Skip moaned. He swallowed again. He wanted to do something he'd never done before ... something he'd only heard about from drunken men at bars. He wanted to stick his tongue in Ruth's cunt and lick right up that creamy, pink furrow.
"I bet I know what you want to do," Ruth said, reading his mind. "You're thinking about licking my pussy, aren't you, Skip?"
Skip gulped. His face turned red and his eyes bugged out. He nodded miserably. "I ... I'm sorry, Ruth," he stammered. "I know that's a pretty awful thing to be thinking about, but ... but your pussy's so pretty I just can't help it!"
"I don't think it's awful at all," Ruth giggled. "Why don't you do it, Skip? Why don't you stick your tongue right in there and wiggle it around. I really love it when I get my steamy pussy licked."
Skip just couldn't believe that he had heard right. Ruth said she liked to have her pussy licked. She invited him to do it!
"Jesus!" Skip gasped, bringing his face closer and closer to the luscious pink slit of Ruth's watering pussy. His head was spinning around and he inhaled deeply. Ruth's pussy smelled so good. It smelled just the way he'd always thought cunts should smell. Kind of sharp and sweet, like ripe fruit in the sun.
"Ooooooh," he moaned lustily. The very tip of Skip's tongue poked out. He thrust it deeply between Ruth's glistening pussylips and licked right up the channel of her pussy in one swift, bold lap.
"Like it?" Ruth asked, giggling a little. "Do you like the way my hot pussy tastes, Skip?"
"Oh, yes!" Skip groaned. "Can I lick it some more, Ruth? Please?"
Ruth looked a little puzzled. Skip was acting like he'd never licked a pussy before. He had a look of wonder on his face that just couldn't be a put on.
"Haven't you ever licked a pussy before?" Ruth asked, spreading her cuntlips even wider with her fingers. "Don't you lick Bobbie's pussy, Skip?"
Skip's face turned pale. "Oh, no!" he gasped. "Of course I don't. Bobbie would faint dead away if I even suggested it!"
Ruth's mouth dropped open. She hadn't exactly figured that Bobbie was a swinger, but she couldn't imagine a woman not liking her pussy licked.
"Have you ever tried?" she asked curiously. "I bet she'd like it if you just came right out and did it."
"Oh! I wouldn't dare!" Skip said, shock showing on his face. "Why Bobbie would probably divorce me if I even talked about it. I ... I don't think she likes to fuck much. She always acts glad when it's over."
Ruth sighed. She'd have to do something about talking to Bobbie. A woman ought to enjoy sex and she was pretty sure that Bobbie would love pussy-licking if she ever tried it.
"Let me show you just how to do it," Ruth giggled, dropping down to the couch and spreading her legs wide apart. "If you learn how to do it perfectly, Bobbie won't be able to resist you."
"Great!" Skip agreed, staring at the pink deliciousness of Ruth's cunt. "I'll do anything you tell me to, Ruth. What do you want me to do first?"
"First, you have to take off your clothes," Ruth giggled. "Then I want you to he down with me on the couch and I'll give you a lesson in pleasing a woman."
Skip got out of his clothes in record time. He stretched out beside Ruth on the couch and tried not to think about how stiff and hard his cock was getting. He wanted to jump on top of Ruth and slam his cock into her pussy, but he also wanted her to show him all about cunt-licking. He forced the pounding desire he felt in his aching balls to the back of his mind.
"Do you ever touch Bobbie's clit?" Ruth asked, reaching for Skip's hand. "I don't know a woman alive who can resist a man who knows the right way to touch a ditty."
"I ... I never tried that," Skip admitted, looking a little embarrassed. "Teach me how to do it, Ruth."
Ruth guided Skip's fingers down her lush body, over the curly bush of her pussyhair and into her wet, hot pussy. She slipped his fingertip right up her steamy slit, all the way to the top, and pressed it to the hard, throbbing button of her clit.
"That's it," she moaned, wiggling her hips in a tight little circle. "Feel that hard bump at the top of my pussyslit? That's my clit."
Ruth rubbed Skip's finger back and forth over the slick little button for a moment and then she let go and sighed lustily.
"You try it," she moaned. "Just flick it back and forth the way I showed you. Bobbie won't be able to resist if if you do it just right."
Skip ran his fingertip around and around the little hot nub of flesh Bobbie said was her clit. He teased and -rimmed it just like she had done flicking over the glistening, straining button gently, trying to do it just right.
"Aaaah," Ruth moaned, spreading her legs even wider apart, giving Skip plenty of room to work. She felt her hot pussyjuice start to flow, coating the glossy pink lips of her pussy and leaking out of her spasming pussyhole in a steady, shimmering trickle.
"Mmmmmm," she groaned. "That's great, Skip ... you're doing it just right. Every girl likes that ... I just know Bobbie can't resist that."
Skip rubbed her hot little love button harder. He teased and flicked the straining little lump of her clit until it stood up erect and quivering right at the top of her creamy cunt.
"Ooooooh," Ruth moaned. Her clit was tingling. Skip was doing just fine for a man who'd never touched a clit before. She was so hot she could feel the cream gush out all over his stroking finger.
"Yes," she moaned, moving her hips a little. "Now I'll teach you something else a woman loves. Do you know how to finger-fuck, Skip?"
"Uh ... no," Skip replied, gulping lustily. "Show me how, Ruth. Tell me what to do and I'll try it."
Ruth grabbed his finger and pushed it lower between her legs. Skip caught his breath as his finger squished through the burning flesh until it came to the pulsing wet hole of her cunt.
Ruth gasped, too. Showing Skip how to play with her cunt was making her awfully excited. This way she could teach him just the right way to please her. He was so willing; that was what she liked the best about him. She could tell him , anything and he'd probably try it to please her. She wished all men were like that. Bobbie had one hell of a sweet husband and she didn't even know it.
Ruth quivered as she guided Skip's stiff finger up her scorching-hot pussyhole. She felt the ring of her pussyhole contract, sucking his finger right in and squeezing it with her cunt muscles. It nipped at the tip of his finger, wanting more of that lovely stiff digit inside.
"Oooooh," Ruth moaned. "Now just work it in and out. Pretend that your finger's a little cock and pump it in and out of my tight pussyhole."
Skip began poking his finger in and out the way Ruth asked him to. Her pussy was so hot he couldn't help imagining that it was his cock in there, and not his finger. Her cunt would squeeze around it, milking it and massaging it like millions of twirling fingers.
"So hot," Skip moaned. "Your pussy so hot, Ruth. I never felt anything so hot before."
"That's because you got me all steamy, honey," Ruth cooed. "A pussy doesn't get that hot unless a man plays with it just right, and you did it just right for me."
Ruth gave a little sigh and leaned back. Wild sensations were whirling through her horny body. Skip's finger felt so good in her hot cunt that she almost came. She had to teach him the rest of it first though. She needed to teach Skip how to lick cunts too. It was all a part of the plan that was gradually forming in her mind.
Skip jerked his finger in and out, harder and harder. Ruth was moaning and writhing wildly by now, tossing her head back and forth and jerking her pussy lustily, meeting his thrust with an upward jerk of her hot, slippery cunt. Skip gazed into the pink depths of her pussy. He could see the shiny, slippery pussyjuice seep out of her gushing cuntmouth and cling to his finger. His whole hand was sticky and slippery and it felt just wonderful.
"Oooooh, you're getting me too hot," Ruth moaned. "I'd better hurry and teach you the rest of it before I come this way."
Skip's eyes opened wide in astonishment. Ruth said she could come this way with his finger poking in and out of her pussyhole. Maybe Bobbie would come this way too, if he tried it. He wasn't exactly sure how to go about it though. Bobbie would never let him stick his finger in her pussyhole. He was sure of that.
Ruth groaned once more and then she pulled his plunging finger out of her wet cunt. "Mmmmmmm," she moaned. "Now I want you to try something on your own. Just remember everything you did with your finger and try it with your tongue."
Skip gulped. He didn't know if he could do it or not, but he sure wanted to try. His mouth watered fiercely and he swallowed in excitement as he bent low over Ruth's steamy pussyslit. He stuck the tip of his tongue out and moved it up her slippery cuntslit, just like he'd done with his finger moments before. He lapped hungrily and a wide smile flashed across his face. Ruth's pussy tasted delicious. It tasted the same way it smelled spicy and sweet and musky at the same time. Skip lapped eagerly, running his tongue up to the very top of her delicious pussyslit until he came to the hard little straining button of her clit. Then he -rimmed and teased theglossy little bud with the tip of his tongue, just like he'd done with his fingertip.
"Ooooooh," Ruth squealed. "That's perfect ... oh, yes! Just perfect, Skip. Bobbie will never be able to resist something that feels like this. "Wow! You really learn in a hurry, don't you?"
Skip kept right on licking her erect, straining clit and he felt a rush of pride tingle through his stiff, aching cock. Maybe Bobbie would like it after all. Ruth seemed to love it and Ruth was the expert. If he was doing it good enough for Ruth, he ought to be able to send Bobbie to the heights of passion with his teasing, flying tongue.
Then Skip got a horny idea of his own. His stiff finger plunged into Ruth's creaming cunt and he kept licking at her scarlet joy button with his tongue. He felt Ruth shudder and moan under his caresses and he knew that he must be pleasing her. Her hips were bucking wildly and he could hear her horny moans and squeal as his long tongue flicked and swirled over her smooth pussy flesh.
Skip watched Ruth's face as he licked and teased her little clitty. Her big, soft tits swelled and the nipples poked out at the air, quivering lustily. Her eyes glinted with passion and her mouth twisted in to a wide, sensual grin of pleasure. Her pussy gushed and creamed hotly, almost making him choke with the heavy, sweet juices that leaked from her cunt.
Skip gave a little growl of frustration. His cock was so hard that it felt like it was ready to explode. If he didn't get it into her pussy pretty soon he knew that huge load of cum that tightened in his balls was going to burst out and spurt all over her legs.
Skip raised his head and looked at Ruth. "Can we fuck now?" he gasped. "I don't think I can hold it any longer, Ruth. Please! Can I shove my cock in your sweet pussy now?"
Ruth giggled. "Yes!" she gasped. "It's time. You did just fine, Skip. Now it's time to fuck."
Skip didn't waste any time getting between Ruth's long shapely legs. He grasped his jerking cock in his hand and moaned in excitement. The touch of his own guiding fingers almost made his horny cock burst. He could hardly wait to get into Ruth's tight, steamy pussy. He remembered how her cunt had squeezed and nipped at his finger and his cock swelled up bigger than it had ever been before.
Ruth looked down at Skip's cock. "Mmmmmm, you've got a nice, hard one," she murmured, smiling lustily. "Hurry up, honey. Put that nice hard cock of yours where it'll do the most good."
Skip aimed his cockhead right at the tight little puckered ring of Ruth's juicy cunt. He groaned as the heat of her pussy seared the tip of his cockhead. It felt like he was pressing up against a burning piece of silk, her pussy was so hot.
"Ah!" he yelped in astonishment. "Your pussy's kissing the tip of my cock. Jesus, Ruth! It's drawing me right in!"
Ruth giggled. She felt her cunt suck up the hard length of Skip's stiff cock. "My pussy wants your nice cock inside," she murmured. "Shove it in, honey. Give it to me, now!"
Skip had been intending to tease Ruth with his cock, pushing it in slowly. He couldn't quite do it, though. Ruth's pussy muscles were pulling and tugging at his bloated cockhead so deliciously that he couldn't wait even a second. He tightened his butt cheeks and pushed forward as hard as he could, feeling his stiff cock slip through the juicy tissues of Ruth's hot cunt, flying forward until the soft nose of his prick bumped right up against the end of her sucking, swimming cunt.
"Jesus!" he moaned again, driving his cock back and forth in her pussy, fucking her harder and harder, gathering speed.
Ruth groaned in delight. She was so horny, her pussy was practically coming already. She just couldn't slow down the electric thrills that swept over her. They got bigger and more delicious as Skip fucked his cock in faster and faster.
"Oooooh, I can't wait," Ruth moaned, lifting her legs up high and locking her heels around Skip's naked back. "Deeper, Skip! Fuck me hard!"
Skip drove his cock in even harder, feeling its soft nose batter and press against the spongy softness of her quivering, blazing womb. It felt so good his balls started to swell up and it seemed like he couldn't hold it another minute. His balls hurt so much that he sucked in his breath and growled.
"Ooooooh, I'm going to come!" Ruth shouted, digging her heels into his back. "I can feel it, Skip. You're cock is swelling up and jerking in my hot pussy. You're going to come, too!"
"Let's make it together," Skip groaned, slipping his hands under her buttcheeks and holding her up off the couch so his cock sank even deeper into her moist, burning cunt.
"Now!" Ruth squealed, her pussy squeezing and contracting around the bursting length of his cock. "I want it now, Skip! Shoot my pussy full of your hot cum."
Skip gasped in passion. His cock sank into Ruth's wet, burning pussy, faster and faster. He felt like he was on a roller coaster of passion, each flying stroke sending him closer and closer to the ultimate explosion.
Ruth's hips wiggled in his hands. She felt his fingers dig into her tender, squirming asscheeks and it made her even hornier.
"Push your finger in my butt!" she moaned.
"That'll make me come. Do it, Skip ... hurry!"
Skip's mind reeled in shock. It was a weird thing to ask, but he'd do anything to get her off. He knew he couldn't last for much longer. Her hot pussy was squeezing and sucking the cum right out of the tip of his swollen prick.
Skip ran his finger between the lush globes of her quivering hot asscheeks. He located the tiny puckered hole of her shitter and tickled it with the tip of his finger. That made Ruth squeal and twist her body so that his finger poked in a little way.
"Ah!" she yelped. "Push it in, Skip! Fuck my hot asshole with your finger!"
Skip didn't hesitate. He shoved the stiff length of his finger right into her burning, spasming asshole. He could feel his cock plunging on the other side of thin tissues pumping into her pussy. The thin membrane that separated her asshole and her pussyhole quivered as his finger pressed against it. He could feel himself fuck her. It was the strangest and the most erotic thing he'd ever felt.
"I ... I'm coming!" Ruth squealed. Her cunt squeezed rhythmically, faster and faster. Her whole body shook and she felt the room start to spin around. She felt like the couch was shaking. It was like being in the middle of a cyclone, whirling around in the heat of passion.
"AAAAAAAGH!" the horny woman squealed. "Here it comes, Skip! I'm coming all around your beautiful, bursting cock!""
Skip felt his balls contract. Then they started to pump and he felt like his whole body was exploding right along with his bursting cock. His swollen cockhead hosed and spit deep inside Ruth's spasming cunt. It pumped harder and harder, sending bursts of jism flying up her creamy cunt channel until his balls were drained.
"Jesus!" Skip gasped again, collapsing on top of Ruth's quivering body. "That was fantastic! Jesus Christ ... I never thought it would be so damn good!"
Ruth grinned. She glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that she still had an hour before Jack came home. She opened her mouth, about to suggest that they rest a bit and then do it again, when the doorbell rang.
"Stay in here," Ruth hissed. "You get dressed and I'll see who it is."
Ruth padded to the front door. She looked out the peephole and gave an excited little gasp. Then she went running back to the living room.
"It's Bobbie!" she whispered. "That's just perfect. Now I know the perfect way to make your wife loosen up a little."
"Crawl behind that chair," Ruth hissed, tossing Skip his shoes. "Just give me a couple of minutes with Bobbie and I'll have her so horny you'll be able to do anything you want with her."
"You mean you want me to stay here while you talk to Bobbie?" Skip gulped, his face turning white with shock. "What if she sees me?"
"She won't," Ruth promised, slipping into her dress. "Hurry up now. I'll call you when I think Bobbie's loosened up enough."
Skip crawled behind the big overstuffed chair. He heard Ruth open the door and call out a greeting to Bobbie. He felt like a first-class sneak, but it was sort of an exciting feeling. He could hardly wait to see what Ruth was going to do.
CHAPTER SIX
Bobbie squirmed on the couch recently vacated by her husband. She held her hands tightly in her lap to keep from shaking. She didn't know how she had ever gotten up the nerve to come here like this.
"I ... I have something to tell you, Ruth," she said, her voice quivering nervously. "I just had to come to you. It's ... well ... things are just terrible down at the office!"
"Oh," Ruth giggled. "You mean Jack's fooling around with the secretaries again?"
Bobbie's face blanched. She hadn't expected a reaction like this.
"Uh ... yes," Bobbie gasped, staring at Ruth's smiling face. "I ... I thought you'd be upset."
"Heavens, no," Ruth giggled. "Who is it this time?"
"Uh ... Robin Hansen," Bobbie gasped, still not believing that Ruth could be so calm facing her husband's infidelity. "That's the problem, Ruth. If it was one of the other girls, I wouldn't have felt I had to tell you. But Jack forced Robin to do it. He said that he'd fire her husband if Robin didn't cooperate with him."
"Mmmmmm," Ruth said, wrinkling up her face into a frown. "I don't like that at all. Jack shouldn't do something like that."
"Please don't be upset with Robin," Bobbie went on. "It's really not her fault. She just wants to protect her husband."
"I'm not mad at Robin," Ruth said, grinning at Bobbie. "Good heavens! That's a pretty dirty trick Jack's pulling. Are you sure that's what happened?"
"I'm positive!" Bobbie said. "Robin was in Jack's office so long that ... I got curious. I unlocked the door and peeked in. I heard Jack say that he wouldn't turn in a complaint about Gary as long as Robin did what he wanted."
"I think it's time to have a little talk with Jack," Ruth mused. "I don't mind if he messes around, but I don't like the way he does it. That isn't fair."
"You ... you don't mind if he messes around?" Bobbie asked, her mouth dropping open in surprise. "I just can't understand that, Ruth."
"If Jack plays around it means that I can do the same thing," Ruth explained patiently. "He can't get mad at me for doing the same thing."
"But ... that's cheating!" Bobbie said, blushing furiously. "You mean you like to cheat on your husband?"
"I sure do," Ruth laughed. "Jack treats me like a wife. He never does anything that's fun in bed. He's got a hang up about me. He won't even lick my pussy! Can you imagine that?"
Bobbie blushed fiery red. "Well ... Skip never licks my pussy either, but I don't go out on him," she said. "I ... I wouldn't want him to do that anyway."
"Why not?" Ruth asked. "You know how good it feels to have your pussy licked, don't you?"
"Uh ... noo," Bobbie answered, blushing even redder. "I ... I never had my pussy licked."
"Oh, you poor baby!" Ruth said, putting her hand on Bobbie's arm. "You really ought to try it sometime. It's really fun."
"I ... I just couldn't," Bobbie gasped, beginning to feel terribly embarrassed. She had come over to talk about Jack and here she was discussing her sex life with Ruth.
"You don't know what you're missing," Ruth said, grinning lewdly. "Why don't you let me show you how it feels, Bobbie? I bet you'd like it, once you tried it."
"You? Show me?" Bobbie gulped, turning even redder. "I ... you don't know what you're saying, Ruth. I think I'd better leave. This whole thing has upset you more than you realize."
"I'm not a bit upset," Ruth said, reaching out and running her hand over the front of Bobbie's dress. "See? Your nipples are all hard, just thinking about getting your hot pussy licked."
Bobbie shuddered violently. It was true. Her nipples were hard and hot little thrills were running up and down her creamy pussyslit. She'd been like that all day, ever since she'd watched Jack and Robin in the office.
"I ... I don't know what to say," Bobbie mumbled, feeling faint. "You can't be serious. Women don't do things like that to each other!"
"Oh, yes they do!" Ruth argued, pinching and pulling at Bobbie's erect nipples. "They do it all the time. That's one way they can have what they want without going out on their husbands."
"I ... I've never gone out on Skip," Bobbie confessed, squirming uncomfortably under Ruth's caresses. She knew that she should turn right around and go home, but she couldn't get her legs to move. Ruth's fingers felt so good on her nipples, she just couldn't pull away.
"Come on, Bobbie," Ruth begged. "Let me try it a little. If you don't like it we can stop."
"Uh...." Bobbie tried to refuse. Somehow she just couldn't force out the words though. She was intensely curious about pussy-licking and she was sure that Skip wouldn't ever try it. Ruth was willing. Why shouldn't she? Skip would never find out about it and this was a chance to try it and see if she like it.
"I ... I want to," the flustered woman gasped. "I want to try it. Yes, I want you to lick my pussy a little!"
Sweet, naughty thrills shot through Bobbie's hot pussy as Ruth unzipped her dress and cupped her hot, quivering tits. She knew that this was wrong, letting another woman make love to her, but she just couldn't seem to stop. Her pussy was so wet and aching. She just had to do something to put out the fire in her cunt. It wasn't actually that bad. She wasn't letting another man see her naked, and Ruth's hands felt so good on her hot, shivering skin.
"Lie back," Ruth urged, pushing Bobbie back onto the cushions. "Just lie back and spread your legs. I have a feeling that you're really going to like this."
Skip just couldn't believe that Bobbie was actually lying on the couch without her clothes. He had all he could do to hold still and keep quiet. Ruth sure knew what she was doing. He saw Bobbie spread her trembling legs widely and then Ruth's flashing tongue shot out and licked up the quivering creamy slit of his wife's hot pussy.
"Aaaagh!" Bobbie yelped. "Oh, my God! It feels so good!" Her hands pressed down at the back of Ruth's head forcing her head even lower. Skip could see that Ruth's head was buried between Bobbie's legs now and from the wild, squealing sounds Bobbie was making, Ruth was doing a good job licking her pussy.
"Ooooooh," Bobbie groaned. "Oh, yes! I never thought it would feel this good."
"Would you let Skip do it?" Ruth asked, her words muffled against Bobbie's pussy. "If Skip was here right now, would you let him lick and suck on your creamy pussy?"
"Yes!" Bobbie shouted. "Oh, yes! But ... but Skip would never do it. I'm sure he wouldn't. He's never tried to do anything like this in all the years we've been married."
"I bet he will," Ruth giggled. "Come on out, Skip and show Bobbie how well you lick pussies."
Bobbie's eyes flew open wide when Skip crawled out from behind the chair. Her face flushed crimson and she looked like she was going to die from shame.
"What ... what are you doing here?" she gasped, trying to cover her pussy with her hands. "Oh, no! Oh, Skip! Please don't be mad at me!"
Skip chuckled. "I'm not a bit mad," he said, grinning at his horny wife. "I'm just glad that Ruth talked you into it."
"Oooooh," Bobbie gasped, the horny thrills sweeping over her hot pussy. "I ... I just can't help it. I'm so horny. Please ... somebody! Do something!"
Ruth giggled. "I'll finish off her pussy if you suck on her tits, Skip," she offered. "We're going to have to hurry though. I don't want Jack to catch us all here. I've got a little plan for Jack that I'll tell you about, just as soon as we take care of Bobbie."
Bobbie's legs trembled as Ruth bent down again. She grabbed Skip's face and pulled it to her tits, stuffing one erect nipple right in his sucking mouth.
"Suck it good," Bobbie groaned. "This is really fun!"
Skip just couldn't believe the transformation in his wife. She was really acting like she was enjoying sex for the first time. He loved the way she pushed her tits right into his mouth, the erect brown nipples quivering heatedly. Ruth had been right. All Bobbie needed was a little loosening up.
"Oh!" Bobbie gasped, as Ruth's long pink tongue slithered over her creamy, spasming pussy. "That's wonderful! Ooooooh, what I've been missing!"
Bobbie's hips pumped smoothly. Her heels dug into the couch and raised her quivering butt all the way up, off the couch, closer to Ruth's flashing tongue. She felt Ruth's tonguetip jab into the creamy hole in her pussy, twirling and swirling wildly. She fucked her hips up and down, making fucking motions with her pussy against Ruth's wonderful, stroking tongue. The hot thrills got wilder and wilder until Bobbie was out of her mind with lust, shouting out in horny pleasure.
"Deeper!" she squealed. "Fuck my hot cunt with your tongue. Make me come, Ruth ... make my pussy come right around your hot tongue!"
Ruth plunged her tongue in all the way to its root. She was getting a kick out of licking and fucking Bobbie's hot pussy. She was glad she'd thought of it. Now Bobbie and Skip could help her in her mischievous little plan. Before Jack knew what hit him, he'd be eating her pussy too, or she'd threaten to expose him for the double-crosser he was. He couldn't get away with threatening Robin. She wouldn't stand for it. Jack was going to learn that he'd better keep his prick in his pants ... unless she was in on the action too.
"Aaaaagh!" Bobbie squealed wildly. Her whole body shook with horny pleasure. The sweet, hot electric thrills chased through her pussy faster and faster in time with the pounding thrusts of Ruth's wide, soft tongue.
"I ... I'm going to come!" Bobbie gasped, pressing her cunt tightly up to Ruth's mouth. "I can feel it. I'm going to come!"
Skip bit down on Bobbie's swollen nipples sharply. He sucked so hard that hot little thrills raced through Bobbie's tits, too. They seemed to intensify the thrills in her pussy, making her whirl higher and higher toward orgasm.
"Aaaaaaagh!" she screeched as her pussy exploded. "AAAAAGH!"
Bobbie's hot pussy creamed and twitched. She squealed loudly and bright lights flashed behind her eyes. She'd never felt such blinding jolts of pleasure before. It was simply heavenly! Skip was sucking wildly on her nipples and Bobbie's tongue was buried in her steamy pussy. What could be more fun than that?
CHAPTER SEVEN
Robin shivered a little as she followed Jack to the LSM training room. It was just as she'd feared. Jack was taking advantage of his promise not to tell what he knew about Gary.
Robin still got excited thinking about fucking with Jack, but it seemed kind of wrong now. Jack hadn't even been nice when he told her to come to the training room. Robin almost didn't want to go, but still, what could she do? She just had to protect Gary's job.
Robin felt little stabs of guilt shoot through her body as she walked across the work floor. She didn't want to cheat on Gary, but there didn't seem to be a way out. The feelings of guilt got bigger as she got closer to the training room. Robin almost wished that Ruth knew about it. Then she wouldn't feel like she was cheating. That was impossible, though. Ruth would just never understand.
Robin looked around as she stepped into the training room. The LSM machines were lined up against the wall and there were stools for the trainees to sit on when they learned to operate the huge Letter Sorting Machine consoles. Everything was silent now and the room was in darkness.
"Hi, Robin," Jack said, coming out from behind one of the machines. "This is a perfect place to meet, isn't it? The next class isn't due to start for an hour and we've got the whole place to ourselves."
Robin giggled. It was kind of fun. She could hear the sounds of the workers on the floor at their cases, sorting letters. It was almost like she and Jack were fucking right in the middle of the Post Office, hidden from everyone's view.
"Let's do it under the table," Jack urged, crawling under the heavy machine and settling down on the rug below. "I think I'd like a nice blow job, baby. I want you to blow me right here."
Robin glanced at the window looking out onto the floor. She didn't think the workers on the floor could see in, but she was a little nervous anyway.
"Are you sure no one'll see us?" she asked, joining Jack under the table.
"I told you not to worry," Jack panted. "Come on now. You don't want me to change my mind about turning in that report, do you?"
Robin managed to smile at Jack. She wasn't happy though. Even though she liked to fuck with him, she didn't think it was fair to hold that report over her head. If he'd just asked her to fuck, it wouldn't be so bad, but she didn't like the feeling that he was forcing her into it. How did she know that he wouldn't turn in the report anyway, if he got tired of her?
Robin gazed at the length of Jack's big cock as he unzipped his pants. It sure was a whopper. She opened her mouth and began to suck at the tip of his swollen cockhead.
"Aaaah, that's right, baby!" Jack groaned. "Suck it good and I won't make trouble for Gary. You'd better do everything I tell you or I'll turn that husband of yours in."
Robin had the urge to bite down hard on Jack's cock. He certainly wasn't as friendly as he had been yesterday. She had the feeling that things were going to get a lot worse before they got better. Jack was beginning to act like he owned her, body and soul.
Robin sucked faster and faster on Jack's big cock. In spite of the fact that she was mad at Jack for using her this way, she couldn't help the hot, creamy thrills that ran through her pussy as she sucked and ran her tongue up and down his fantastically huge cockshaft. Maybe Jack was a bastard, but his cock still turned her on. It was the biggest cock she'd ever sucked on and it tasted just delicious.
"That's right, baby," Jack moaned, leaning back against the carpet. "Just suck it right and I won't make any trouble for that husband of yours. Keep sucking, baby. Suck until you get every bit of hot cum out of my balls."
Robin felt Jack's cock swell up so large that she almost choked. She knew it wouldn't be long now. His cock was jerking wildly in her throat, swelling up bigger and bigger. The tip of his wide, shiny cockhead was dribbling out a steady stream of delicious cum and Robin swallowed frantically, trying to get every drop of his thick cream.
Robin reached out to grasp Jack's balls. She wanted to bring him off quickly before someone came in. She knew that if someone found them in the LSM room, she'd be sure to get fired.
Just then heavy footsteps sounded right outside the door. There was the sound of a key in the lock and then the room was flooded with brilliant light.
Both Robin and Jack froze instantly. They didn't dare make a sound. There was someone in the room with them and they heard footsteps walking around, checking over the machines.
"See?" a heavy voice said. "I told you there was no one in here. Come on ... you must have been seeing things."
The lights flicked off and the room was plunged in darkness again. Then the door snapped shut and the footsteps faded away.
"Oh, shit!" Jack groaned. "That was close. We'd better hurry up and get out of here."
Robin made a move to get up. Jack's prick was still halfway down her throat.
"Just finish it up quick," Jack growled, shoving his prick in farther. "I'm not going to let a little thing like that ruin my nice blow-job."
Robin's mind whirled. She just couldn't believe that Jack wanted her to go on sucking. They had come so close to being caught. Jack's hand was pressing against the back of her neck though, forcing her head back down. She sighed and started sucking again. He wouldn't be satisifed until he had shot his hot load of cum down her throat.
"Harder!" Jack groaned, pressing Robin's face down until she gagged. "Hurry up, baby. Make my big prick come."
There was nothing for Robin to do but suck harder. There was no way that she could get out of it. She made up her mind to hurry and get Jack to come as quickly as she could. Maybe then she could think of something to do to keep this from happening again.
Jack's prick started jerking again. Robin's mouth felt so good squeezing against the rock-hard shaft of his cock that he groaned in pleasure. She sure knew how to suck pricks. She sucked pricks better than any of the other girls. Maybe he'd have her come in and sit under the desk at a meeting. She could suck his cock and no one would know the difference.
The horny thought excited Jack so much that his balls started jerking. Robin reached out and grabbed them, squeezing and tickling with her fingers. Jack wasn't quite ready to come yet, but Robin seemed to know just how to squeeze to make his balls explode.
"Aaaagh!" Jack moaned, his balls pumping wildly. Then his prick swelled up and burst, right in her sucking, squeezing throat.
Robin swallowed frantically. It seemed like Jack's hot load of cum would never stop coming. She swallowed and swallowed until she was exhausted and finally Jack's balls were empty and his prick slipped out of her mouth.
"That was just fine, baby," Jack grinned, patting her on the ass. "If you do that every time I ask you, we won't have any trouble."
Robin nodded her head. That was just what she. thought. Now she'd have to be Jack's blow-girl all the time if she wanted to keep Gary's job for him. She shuddered violently as she sneaked out of the training room and back to the office. There just had to be something she could do about it.
The moment Robin got back to the office, Bobbie handed her a message. "Here," Bobbie said, grinning happily. "Both of us are supposed to meet Ruth Richards for lunch."
"I ... I wasn't planning on going to lunch today," Robin lied. "I ... I've got a lot of work to catch up on."
"You've got to go," Bobbie said firmly, grabbing Robin's coat from the closet. "Come on, we don't want to be late."
Robin sighed unhappily. The last person she wanted to see right now was Ruth Richards. She didn't know if she could face her after what happened in the LSM room.
"Stop worrying," Bobbie said, pulling Robin out of the office. "I have a feeling that this is one lunch you're really going to enjoy."
* * *
"I just can't believe it!" Robin giggled, looking around at Skip and Gary who were there, too. "You mean you've known all about this?"
Ruth laughed at Robin's amazed expression. "I just know that we all have to figure out a dandy way of getting back at Jack for what he's trying to pull."
She handed Robin a small tape recorder and grinned mischievously. "Now all you have to do is get the evidence on tape. Then we can threaten Jack and he'll have to do what we want him to."
Robin giggled back. "This is going to be fun," she declared, taking the tape recorder and patting it fondly.
"Do you think you can get Jack to confess and admit that he's trying to blackmail you?"
"I think so," Robin agreed, giggling happily. She winked at Gary and he smiled back proudly. "I'll try it this afternoon," she said, tucking the tape recorder in her purse. "I'll go into Jack's office and try to get him to tell me why I have to cooperate with him. That ought to be all the proof you need."
Bobbie and Robin giggled all the way back to the office. Jack was still out to lunch and Robin ran into the inner office and set the tape recorder up under the desk.
"All I have to do is turn it on at the right time and we've got the proof we need," she giggled. "I hope old Jack wants another blow-job this afternoon. If he isn't interested, I don't know what I'll do."
"He'll be interested," Bobbie said grinning. "Marilyn said he invited her out to lunch but she had to turn him down. Old Jack's probably spitting tacks right now. If you play it right you ought to be able to do just fine."
Fifteen minutes later the buzzer on Robin's desk rang. "Yes?" she said and then she turned around and winked at Bobbie. "Certainly, Mr. Richards, I'll be right in."
Robin searched through the file cabinet for the letter Jack wanted. Then she wiggled her hips seductively as she walked into Jack's office.
"Here's the letter you wanted," she said, placing it on his desk. "I don't suppose you'd like a little help in concentrating while you read it?"
"Help in concentrating?" Jack asked, a puzzled expression on his face. "What do you mean by that?"
"Oh ... I just thought maybe I could climb under the desk and do a little ... well, you know ... while you read your letter. That tasted so good this morning that I'd like some more."
Jack's eyes gleamed. "Come here," he demanded, standing up. "You're really beginning to get the idea now. Just crawl under here and we'll see how it works."
Bobbie crawled quickly under the desk. She felt around and found that the tape recorder was right where she'd placed it. She hit the record switch and giggled softly.
"You really wouldn't turn Gary in, would you Jack?" she asked, unzipping his pants and pulling out his hard, stiff cock.
"You damn right I would," Jack growled. "It's just lucky. for you that I haven't turned him in already."
"You mean if I don't suck your cock whenever you want me to, you'll get Gary fired?" Robin asked, grinning to herself.
"You'd better hurry up and suck it right now or I'll make that call to union headquarters right in front of you," Jack threatened, feeling Robin's fingers speed up a little on his cock. "Hurry up and put it in your mouth. Come on ... I haven't got all day."
"All right," Robin answered, trying her best to sound like she didn't want to do it at all. "I guess I don't have any choice, do I?"
"You sure don't," Jack agreed. "If you don't treat me right and get that cock in your mouth, I'll see that Gary never works for the Post Office again."
Robin turned up the volume on the tape recorder. She wanted to make sure that she got every slurp and moan on the tape. Then she licked the tip of Jack's big cock and stuffed it all the way in her mouth.
"Aaaaagh! That's it, baby ... just treat me right and nobody'll find out about that goof-off husband of yours," Jack said. "Harder, baby! Suck the whole thing right in your hot throat."
Robin made a strangled little noise. Jack's cock really didn't strangle her, but she thought it would sound good on the tape. Then she coughed and sucked it back in again, slurping lewdly.
"Aaaaah! That's better," Jack moaned. "Get your head right down there and suck it out, baby. Suck my fucking balls dry!"
Bobbie stood on the other side of the door. She could hear Jack's horny grunts and groans. She figured that he was ready to come any minute from the strangled sounds he was making. She grinned happily. This was working out just fine. Everything was going according to plan.
Robin sucked fast and furiously. She made sure that the tape recorder picked up every slurp and smack. This was going to be one hell-of a surprise when Jack heard it later. She almost giggled as she thought about playing it for him. She could hardly wait to see the expression on his face.
"Aaaagh!" Jack yelped. "It's almost there, baby ... get ready for a big load of hot cum!"
"Mmmmph!" Robin groaned, trying to sound as if she were drowning. "MMMMMPH!"
She reached up and started squeezing Jack's balls just like she'd done this morning. He gave another yelp and then his big cock was bursting, the cum flying down her throat in huge, rippling spurts.
"Yeah!" Jack yelled. "Oh, yeah! That's the way I like it ... get it all, baby! Get every bit of it down your hot, squeezing throat!"
Robin sat up and wiped her face. She grinned in satisfaction. That ought to do it. Then she opened her mouth and gave Bobbie her cue.
"Was that all right, Jack? Was that good enough so you won't fire Gary?"
"That's just fine baby," Jack moaned. "Just fine. I won't say anything about Gary, if you keep giving me blow-jobs like that."
Suddenly there was a loud scream from the other side of the wall. "Jack!" Bobbie yelled. "Quick! Come here!"
Jack sat bolt upright and zipped up his pants. "I'd better see what's going on," he said, heading for the door. "You come out of there in a couple of seconds and look like you've just been taking dictation or something."
When Robin peeked out the door, Jack was opening the closet doors as Bobbie had planned. Robin slipped quickly to her desk and hid the tape recorder in the bottom drawer.
"What's the matter?" she asked, winking at Bobbie.
"It's a mouse," Jack said, examining the bottom of the closet. "Bobbie said she saw a mouse run right in here and she's scared to death of mice."
Robin almost burst out laughing at Bobbie who was standing on top of her desk, looking helpless. "I know it went in there!" Bobbie squealed, managing to sound as if she was ready to pass out from fright.
"Maybe I'd better take Bobbie for a cup of coffee," Robin suggested, helping the older woman down from her desk top. "You can see about finding the mouse, Jack."
"Good idea," Jack said looking up and grinning at Robin. "You girls take a fifteen minute break. I'll find that mouse if it's the last thing I do!"
"Do you think he'll catch on?" Robin asked, leading the way to the swing room.
"No chance," Bobbie giggled. "I've been seeing mice in that closet for two years now. I'm sure he'll find one or two before we get back."
"Don't forget to bring the tape with you tonight," Bobbie cautioned, handing Robin a cup of coffee. "I can hardly wait to see the expression on Jack's face when he hears it."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Bobbie squealed as she felt Skip's big hands on her tits. She hadn't expected him to walk right into the bathroom when she was taking a shower, but she felt horny tingles shoot through her body as his fingers rubbed over her hot, hard nipples.
"Better hurry, honey," she said giggling a little. "We've got only an hour before we're due at Ruth's for the party."
"An hour, hmmmm?" Skip replied, his fingers rubbing more firmly. "It won't take me that long to get ready. We're going to have to figure out a way to kill some time."
Bobbie turned and stared at her husband. She saw the gleam in his eyes and she giggled delightedly.
"You want it right here, or can you wait till we get to the bedroom?" she asked.
Skip's hands dipped lower and lower over her excited body and she dropped the towel to the floor.
"The bedroom," Skip growled, gathering his naked wife in his arms and carrying her through the door. "I've got something great to show you."
Skip reached up and turned on the light, after laying Bobbie gently on the bed. Then he grinned at her lustily.
"What did you want to show me?" she giggled, feeling that pleasant warm tingle start in her pussy. She just couldn't get enough of Skip's sweet, thrilling caresses.
"I want to show you how much I love your pussy," Skip chuckled, sliding his hands over her tender body and parting her thighs gently. "I want to show you how wet and hot my tongue is, too."
"Oooooooh," Bobbie moaned. "I have a feeling we're going to be late for the party."
"No we're not," Skip argued. "We've got a lot of time before the party starts. Spread your legs, honey and make room for my long, hot tongue."
Bobbie's legs spread apart eagerly. She groaned and wiggled in anticipation as Skip's head came down, lower and lower, heading straight for the bushy mound of her pussy.
"Hurry!" she moaned. "I can hardly wait. I want you to lick it all over, Skip. Lick every inch of my pussy."
Skip's tongue poked out and wiggled suggestively. Then it darted down and lapped all the way up Bobbie's quivering pussyslit, making her cry out with the wild, sweet thrills that were chasing up and down her creamy pussyslit.
"Oooooh, wait!" she moaned, twisting her body away from Skip's probing tongue. "There's something I want to do first ... something I think you're going to like."
Skip looked puzzled. He made another move toward Bobbie's hot, creamy pussy but she twisted around on the bed so that her head was close to his nice, hard cock.
"I think I'd like to try something first," she giggled, sweeping her long, brown hair across his throbbing prick. "I've been thinking about licking your nice, big cock all day and I've just got to try it."
Skip groaned in excitement. His cock throbbed and jerked as Bobbie's hair tickled it. "You ... you really want to?" he gasped, not believing that his formerly prim and proper wife was going to actually lick his cock.
Bobbie nodded eagerly. She felt the hot saliva gathering in her mouth as she lowered her head toward his jerking hard prick.
"Just lie back," she said, pushing his body down on the bed. "This time it's my turn. I want to see what a big, hard cock tastes like."
Bobbie leaned down. Her hot breath fanned Skip's cock and balls, making them twitch and jerk in excitement. Her nose almost touched his hard prick as she bent forward to tease him with her heavy breathing.
Skip groaned. Bobbie was really turning into a tease and he loved it. His prick and balls quivered steadily. He could hardly stand to lie still and wait for her little pink tongue to touch him.
Bobbie stuck out her tongue. She leaned forward and the tip of it flicked delicately over the wrinkled rosy surface of his balls.
"Aaaaaah," Skip groaned. "That feels so good, honey ... Jesus! That feels just wonderful!"
Bobbie lapped her tongue over the whole warm, soft skin of Skip's balls, covering them with spit. She grew more and more bold as she realized that Skip liked what she was doing. His balls were jerking furiously under her tickling tongue and he gave little groans of pleasure.
Bobbie felt a wonderful surge of excitement ripple through her body. Her husband liked the way she was licking his balls. That made her feel even bolder. Maybe she could do what Robin had done this afternoon and suck his prick, too. She could try and see if Skip liked it.
Bobbie didn't want to just go ahead and suck on Skip's prick. She decided that she'd better practice a little on something else first. She could try it on his balls and see if he liked that.
Bobbie opened her mouth wide. Then she sucked Skip's nut right into her mouth and licked it.
"Aaaaagh!" Skip yelped, feeling his ball in Bobbie's hot mouth. It felt so good his hard prick jerked and he had a hard time keeping from shooting his cum out of the end of his cock.
"Oh, yes!" he groaned, tossing his head back and gritting his teeth. "That feels great! Do the other one, honey ... please. Suck on the other one for me."
Bobbie didn't need any urging. She sucked Skip's other wiggling nut into her mouth and gave it the same treatment. She began to enjoy sucking on Skip's balls. It made her pussy cream hotly.
Skip was so excited he didn't know what he was doing. His hands wound in and out of Bobbie's curly pussy hair, tugging gently and then his finger squeezed between her puffy, hot cuntlips, sliding up and down her wet slit.
Bobbie wiggled her hips appreciatively. It felt so good when Skip touched her pussy like that. The racing thrills went faster and faster through her glossy, hot pussy. The more she sucked on Skip's balls, the hotter her pussy got. It was strange, but sucking and licking his heavy, wrinkled balls was making her pussy feel just wonderful.
Bobbie opened her mouth as wide as she could.
Then she sucked both balls into her hot mouth, licking and lifting them with her tonguetip until Skip's moans of pleasure were so loud that she was afraid his cock was going to explode before she even got a chance to lick it.
Bobbie let Skip's balls slide out of her hot mouth. She tongued his tender skin, working from the stretched hot skin of his balls into the wiry batch of hair around his stiff cock.
"Ooooooh, lick my cock!" Skip groaned, not able to stand another minute of Bobbie's wonderful, teasing tongue. "Lick it baby ... hurry!"
Bobbie worked her way slowly up his rigid cock, covering every sensitive inch of skin. Skip almost died while she licked slowly up to the tip of his stiff, jerking cockhead.
"Mmmmmm," Bobbie moaned, getting into the spirit of cock-licking. It was fun. No wonder Robin didn't seem to mind doing it. Skip's cock tasted clean and nice. It was hot and dry except for the head. That looked shiny. She could hardly wait to find out what made the tip so shiny.
Bobbie flicked her tongue over the slippery, red surface of his cockhead, lapping and tickling it very gently with a light feathery touch.
"Aaaawww!" Skip moaned. His face turned red with horny longing. His prick swelled up like a balloon and jerked under the tickling touch of Bobbie's light licking. He wanted her to suck his cock so bad he almost shot out his cum, just thinking about what it would feel like.
Small beads of pre-cum appeared at the tip of ' his cock as he tried his best to control the load of cum in his balls. It was almost impossible with Bobbie licking over his cockhead that way. He gave a low groan of frustration and clenched his hands to keep them away from her head. He wanted to grab her head and force it down on his cock, sinking the hard aching length of his prick all the way in her hot, slippery throat.
"Ooooh, look at that!" Bobbie gasped, staring at the sticky fluid that appeared in his glanshole. "Oh, honey ... I want to taste it. I bet your cream tastes wonderful."
Skip shuddered. He wanted Bobbie to taste his cream too. He held his breath as her tongue twirled in the sensitive dark-red hole of his glans and reamed out oily fluid.
"Mmmmm," Bobbie moaned, whimpering lustily. She dug her tonguetip right into his creaming glanshole and licked out each little bubble of pre-cum, rolling the creamy juice on her tongue and grinning happily before she swallowed it.
"Oh! I love it...." Bobbie moaned. "It tastes so good. Oh, Skip! Will you make your hard cock come in my mouth? I really want to taste it some more."
"Yeah!" Skip groaned. His cock jerked and bucked as if it was going to explode any second. His mouth opened wide and he yelled wildly as Bobbie fucked the hot warmth of her mouth down over the tip of his glossy cockhead.
Bobbie's mouth was like a wet fire around his stiff cock. Her juicy sucking was driving Skip half out of his mind. He felt his cock jerk and lurch every time her head bobbed lower and he groaned and moaned like he was in pain.
"Suck the whole thing in," he pleaded. "Please, Bobbie ... suck my cock in your mouth."
Bobbie sucked harder. Skip's slippery cockhead slid right down her squeezing, sucking throat until his stiff, lurching cockshaft was buried in her mouth. It felt good to have a cock in her throat. It made her pussy spasm and twinge even harder and her creamy juices soaked Skip's fingers. She could feel her pussymouth spasm in and out around Skip's stiff finger.
Skip felt his cock throb harder and harder. It felt like Bobbie's sucking, squeezing throat was milking the cum right out of his balls. Skip panted loudly and began to pump his hips in a fucking motion trying to drive his cock even deeper into Bobbie's throat.
"Mmmmm," Bobbie moaned, gobbling hungrily. She felt Skip's hot cock swell and lurch inside her squeezing throat. It was making her pussy so hot she fucked her hips up and down on Skip's probing finger.
"Baby!" Skip moaned. "You'd better stop, honey ... I ... I'm not going to be able to hold it for long. I've been dreaming about this for years. It's just too much."
Bobbie let Skip's hard cock pop out of her mouth for just a second. "Make it shoot in my mouth," she gasped. "I want to feel your hot cum gushing down my throat. Do it, Skip! Do it!"
Bobbie sucked Skip's cock back into her mouth again. She felt his big cock swell up even farther and then it started to jerk. His balls tightened up, too, and began pumping and bumping against her chin.
"Aweeeee!" Skip bawled. "Here it comes, honey! It's going to shoot now ... I can feel it starting. My cock's going to shoot right in your mouth! Feel it, honey? Feel it shoot?"
Bobbie couldn't talk. She was too busy swallowing. She felt Skip's cock start to burst and then spurt after spurt of delicious hot cream was gliding down her slippery throat. Skip's thick white cream tasted so good that Bobbie wiggled her hips a little harder. Before she knew what was happening, she was starting to come too, her cunt exploding around Skip's stiff finger and sending thrill after sweet thrill through her.
"Mmmmmmmm!" she gasped, sucking even harder. "MMMMMMM!"
Skip felt Bobbie's pussy nip and snap around his stiffly plunging finger. He just couldn't believe it. Bobbie was coming too, just from the action of his thick finger in her sucking pussyhole.
Skip's hard cock spurted. It sent creamy hot jets of cum down Bobbie's hot, squeezing throat. He thought he would never stop coming. There was so much cum in his balls that he thought he was going to choke Bobbie with the flying jets of sperm.
Bobbie opened her throat wide. Skip's cream was coming too fast for her to swallow. She just let it gush right down to her tummy in warm, steamy floods; all the while her pussy was gushing and sucking around his deeply plunging finger.
Skip was so happy he could hardly believe it. When he had come, he pulled his cock out of Bobbie's mouth and grinned from ear to ear. Then he glanced at the clock by the side of the bed and groaned as he realized what time it was.
"Hurry up, hon," he gasped, sitting up and starting for the shower. "We don't want to be late for the party."
CHAPTER NINE
Bobbie was so excited she could hardly sit still on the drive over to Ruth's house.
"Do you think Ruth will actually play the tape?" Skip asked. "I sure wouldn't want to cross Jack. Ruth must have nerves of steel if she's actually going to play it right in front of all of us."
"She'll do it," Bobbie declared. "It's the only way she can get Jack to loosen up at home. You heard what she said about Jack being too straight at home."
"I can hardly wait," Skip whispered as they rang the front doorbell.
"I hope we're not late," Bobbie whispered as Ruth answered the door.
Ruth winked at both of them. Then she raised her voice loudly. "Of course you're not late. Robin and Skip just got here."
Bobbie raised her eyebrows in a question. Ruth nodded and winked.
"We're really in for a treat tonight. I persuaded Robin to bring that tape she's been talking about. We all can hardly wait to hear it."
Skip did his best to try to keep a straight face. He saw Jack mixing drinks in the living room. "What kind of tape did you say it was?" he asked in a whisper.
"I told him Robin had a tape she'd been working on ... the best hot sounds of the year," Ruth giggled. "I can hardly wait to see his face when we play it. I'll wait until he gets good and bombed before I do, though. I want to get him so confused that he'll go along with anything I say."
Skip waited until about an hour had passed and the usual small talk and jokes had been told. He could tell that Jack had been drinking more than his share. Jack's cheeks were rosy and he looked like a drunken sailor when he walked across the room.
"Hey! Let's hear that tape of Robin's!" Skip suggested loudly. "Ruth said she brought it with her. What's that you call it Robin? Something about the hot sounds of the year?"
"Uh ... that's right," Robin answered blushing. "You can put it on if you want to, Ruth. It's just a little hobby of mine. I just love putting together a good tape."
Ruth slipped the tape on and turned the volume up full-blast. At first there was only whirring as the blank leader ran through the machine. Then Robin's voice came on. She sounded quite frightened.
"You really wouldn't turn Gary in, would you Jack?" the voice asked nervously.
"You damn right I would!" Jack's voice answered, sounding very mean. "It's just lucky for you that I haven't turned him in all ready."
Jack sat bolt upright in his chair. His face turned white and he tried to stagger to his feet to get the tape.
Gary reached out and casually put his hand on Jack's shoulder, holding him firmly down on the couch.
"This sounds really interesting," Gary said, grinning at Jack with a glint in his eye. "I think I'd like to hear the rest of this tape."
"What? What the hell's going on?" Jack sputtered, trying to get up, but finding that Gary was stronger than he looked. Gary was holding Jack down so hard that the big man couldn't move off of the couch.
"Just listen and find out," Ruth said sweetly. "I think the tape's just divine, Robin. I'm so glad you have an extra copy for us."
Jack collapsed on the couch. He knew what was coming now. If everyone had copies of the tape, he was royally screwed. There was nothing he could do but go along with whatever Ruth wanted him to do. He sat back and tried not to listen, but the tape was too loud. He had to hear every incriminating word that he had spoken.
Robin's voice came on the tape again. "You mean if I don't suck your cock whenever you want me to, you'll get Gary fired?"
"You'd better hurry up and suck it right now or I'll make that call to union headquarters right in front of you," Jack's voice threatened. "Hurry up and put it in your mouth. Come on! I haven't got all day!"
Suddenly the tape got louder. Everyone heard lewd slurping and sucking noises mixed with groans and sighs and instructions by Jack.
"Harder!" his voice commanded. "Just treat me right and nobody'll find out about that goof-off husband of yours. Suck the whole thing right in your mouth!"
There was another interval of sucking and slurping noises filled with groans and moans from Jack. Then there was the sound of someone choking or nearly drowning, it was hard to tell which.
"Was that all right, Jack? Was that good enough so you won't fire Gary?" Robin's voice asked.
"That's just fine, baby," Jack's voice replied. He sounded slightly out of breath, like he'd been running the quarter mile in one hell of a hurry.
"I won't say anything about Gary if you keep giving me blow-jobs like that."
The tape recorder clicked off and on again rapidly. There was the sound of a march playing in the background and than a voice-over that sounded very much like Ruth.
"This has been a Ruth Richards production. This tape was developed through the dedicated efforts of Robin Hansen and Bobbie Martin with no cooperation at all from Jack Richards."
The march faded off slowly and the tape wound itself to the end of the reel.
"Hey! I like that ending," Robin giggled. "You put that on tonight, huh, Ruth?"
"Yes," Ruth admitted smiling proudly. "I figured it was just the finishing touch the tape needed before I played it for the Postmaster tomorrow!"
Jack's mouth dropped open. "You ... you wouldn't do that, would you honey? He's going to fire me if he ever hears that tape!"
"Well ... maybe we can work out something," Ruth said, glaring at Jack. "It's going to be fun to see how you like being on the other end of a blackmail scheme."
"What? ... what do you mean?" Jack stuttered. His face was red and he looked like he was ready to tear the house apart with his bare hands except for the fact that he didn't dare.
"I won't turn in the tape, but you're going to have to do what I want, instead of Robin doing what you wanted," Ruth purred.
"Uh ... what do you want?" Jack asked quickly. "A new coat ... some jewelry ... any thing you want, honey."
"Heavens no!" Ruth giggled. "I don't need anything like that. All I want you to do is to lick my pussy, right in front of all these people."
"What?" Jack yelped. "You're kidding! I ... I can't do anything like that!"
"Why not?" Ruth asked, still grinning. She knew she held all the cards now.
"Uh ... Jesus, Ruth! You don't really want that! That's not something a man does to his wife, for Christ Sakes!"
"Then I guess I'll just have to play this tape for the Postmaster in the morning then," Ruth said, sighing a little in disappointment.
"No!" Jack gulped. "I'd do it, honey ... except ... I don't know how. Yeah. That's it. I don't know how to do something perverted like that!"
"Oh, is that all?" Ruth said, grinning a mischievous smile. "We can fix that in a hurry."
She turned to wink at Gary who was sitting in a chair across from the couch. "Why don't you lick my pussy a little, Gary. Show Jack how to do it.
I'm sure he won't mind. After all he made Robin give him a blow-job."
Jack's mouth dropped open. Then it closed with a snap. There wasn't a damn thing he could do about it. He was caught like a rat in a trap and he knew he had to go along with whatever Ruth wanted or she really would play the tape for the Postmaster in the morning. Ruth didn't make idle threats. She'd really do it if he didn't cooperate.
"Oh, shit!" Jack groaned. He didn't like the idea of Gary Hansen licking his wife's pussy, but there didn't seem to be much he could do about it. His eyes opened wide as Ruth slipped out of her hostess gown and stood naked in the middle of the floor.
"Come on, Gary," she urged. "Jack doesn't mind ... do you, honey?"
Jack gave a strangled sort of sound that passed for a yes. He had to agree to everything Ruth said. If he didn't agree, he'd be out of a job tomorrow morning when the Postmaster heard the tape.
Ruth stretched out on the floor, her lovely long legs spread wide, her moist pink pussy exposed to the sight of everyone in the room. She licked her lips and grinned at Gary with a sparkle in her eyes.
"Show him how to lick pussies, Gary," she urged. "Let's give old Jack a lesson he won't forget."
Gary chuckled as he dropped his pants. His cock was hard and stiff and stuck straight out in front of him. He dropped to his knees between Ruth's legs and pulled her thighs even wider apart.
"See this, Jack?" he asked, acting like a professor in a lecture class. "This is a pussy first-class and it deserves more than you've been giving it."
Ruth giggled. "Hurry up and eat me," she moaned. "I can hardly wait. My pussy's so hot I feel like it's ready to burn up."
"Watch closely, Jack," Gary said, grinning at the helpless man. "You have to learn how to do this just right if you want to please your wife. You do want to please Ruth, don't you?"
"Uh ... yeah," Jack muttered. At this particular moment he wanted to kill Ruth, not please her, but he was a smart enough man to keep his mouth shut.
"See this little bump here?" Gary said, twirling the hard little nub of Ruth's clit with his finger. "That's her clitty and you should start with that. All you have to do is tickle and tease it a little with your tongue, like this."
Gary bent down over Ruth's creamy pussy. He fingered the plump furry lips of her coppery-haired pussy and pulled them gently apart until her clit stuck out, cherry-colored and stiff. He placed his tongue on it and began to tickle it, gently but insistently.
Ruth felt the hot little flicks of excitement sweep through her pussy at the touch of Gary's wet tongue on her clit. Fierce pleasure rocked her body and her pussy started creaming helplessly.
"Lick it!" she squealed. "Ooooooh, that feels so good. Lick my little joy button, Gary ... lick it good!"
Gary licked until he felt Ruth's body tense up for an orgasm. Then he pulled his head up and grinned. "Don't let her come right away," he advised, grinning at Jack, thoroughly enjoying his position as an expert pussy-licker. "When she gets ready to explode, pull your head up like I did and start playing with the rest of her pussy with your tongue."
Jack blushed bright red. He was still mad, but he felt something else too. He was beginning to get tremendously excited by the sight of Gary licking Ruth's watering pink cunt. Just watching Gary do all those shameful things with his tongue was making Jack's cock hard and throbbing. He almost wished that he could push Gary out of the way and lick his wife's pussy himself.
Gary flicked his horny tongue lower on Ruth's flooding hot cunt. He ran his tongue wickedly around the creaming mouth of her cunt, rimming and circling the dark red opening.
"Yes!" Ruth moaned lustily. She curled her fingers in Gary's hair and pulled his head even closer to her glistening soft pussyhole, trying to get him to put his stiff tongue inside the spasming hole.
Gary grinned. "When she gets hot enough, you can put your tongue right up her cunt just like a little prick," he advised, bending down to do exactly that.
"Ooooooh!" Ruth gasped as Gary's tongue jammed forcefully up her flooded, spasming pussyhole. She felt his tongue dig deep into her fiery pussy, plunging deliciously in and out. He fucked her with his hot tongue until she was shuddering and gasping and then he pulled his tongue out again with a wet plop.
"Now you can go even lower and start working on her cute little shitter," he said, grinning at Jack's shocked but horny expression. "Horny women like Ruth just love to have a hot tongue up their bunghole. Isn't that right, Ruth?"
"Yesss!" Ruth squealed. "Do it, Gary! Hurry up ... I'm so hot I'm burning up. My cunt feels like a forest fire."
Gary lifted Ruth's gleaming, quivering asscheeks in his hands. He held her right up off the floor and spread her asscheeks apart with his fingers. Jack could see Ruth's winking, pink asshole flutter as Gary got closer and closer to the little puckered hole with his tonguetip.
"Ooooooh," Ruth moaned. "Hurry up, Gary.
Ream your hot tongue in my ass ... hurry! I can't stand to wait anymore!"
Gary stuck out the tip of his tongue. He placed it right on the little wrinkled orifice and pressed forward gently.
"Aaaaah!" Ruth squealed. She tensed her body in anticipation and her ass wiggled lustily in Gary's hands. "Do it!" she squealed. "Ram it in, Gary ... pleeeeeease!"
Jack's mouth dropped open. Ruth had never acted that horny when they fucked. Maybe there was something to this pussy-licking after all. Something he'd never even considered doing with his wife. Maybe he should have been fucking Ruth better. She sure seemed to like it when Gary did it.
Ruth squealed again as she felt the tip of Gary's tongue slide into her asshole. She relaxed her muscles and let his tongue slip right in all the way to the root.
"Yesssss," she moaned. "Make it wiggle, Gary. It feels just like a hot, horny snake. Ooooooh, that's so good!"
Gary reamed Ruth's hot, winking asshole until she howled, plunging his tongue in and out faster and deeper with each lunge. He waited until she was just on the edge of coming and then he slipped his tongue out again, making her horny cunt gush cream all over his face.
Ruth thrashed and moaned on the floor. She was so frustrated she felt like she was going to die. She tried to pull Gary's face back down to her pussy again, but he stood up and held out his hand to Jack.
"She's all ready for you," he said, pointing at Ruth. "You'd better get down there and practice a little. Ruth wants to see how well you've learned your lessons, don't you Ruth?"
"Yes!" Ruth moaned lustily. "Get down here, honey. I want you to lick my hot, creamy pussy."
Jack's mouth opened wide. How could he lick Ruth's pussy in front of all these people? He just couldn't do it. He couldn't ... but if he didn't, Ruth would turn the tape over to the Postmaster.
Jack dropped down to his knees. He had to do it.
As Jack's head came closer and closer to Ruth's watering pussy, he felt a strange desire shoot through his body. His prick began to throb and jerk in his pants and his mouth started watering wildly. He could smell the hot, sweet scent of Ruth's pussy and he inhaled deeply, enjoying the spicy, musky smell of her hot cunt. He was a little embarrassed at having to do this ... this depraved thing in front of everyone, but he was horny too. His cock lurched so hard against the front of his pants that he thought the zipper was going to tear right out.
Jack placed his hands on Ruth's hot pussy. He spread her legs widely and then he took a deep breath.
Ruth gave a hoarse moan as Jack's tongue shot out, licking up the slippery hot channel of her pussy, sliding between the puffy lips of her cunt and twisting up until he came to the throbbing, straining button of her clit.
"Aaaaagh!" she yelled. "That's it, baby! Lick my pussy good and I won't use the tape. Come on, honey ... lick it just the way Gary showed you!"
Jack's tongue swirled over the steamy tissues in Ruth's flowing cunt. He -rimmed and teased the sensitive scarlet bump of her clit and flicked it back and forth, just like Gary had done. Then he gave an excited moan of surprise. This wasn't bad, after all. Ruth's pussy tasted good and he found that he was enjoying licking her steamy, watering cunt. As his tongue slipped and whirled over her straining little love button, he sighed deeply. Maybe he should have done this long ago. It certainly was a lot of fun. Perhaps he should have been doing these kinky things with Ruth, instead of with the secretaries in the office.
Ruth's body shook and trembled as Jack's tongue swirled faster and faster. She was climbing right up the pinnacle of passion. She could feel the sweet thrills in her pussy getting more intense with each flick of Jack's wide, hot tongue. Jack was licking her pussy just fine.
Ruth moaned a little and twisted her hips up so that Jack's face was pressed tightly between her soft thighs. His tongue was feeding the fire in her already-burning pussy, making it flame up even hotter until she was afraid that her whole body was going to be consumed by the hot, sweeping thrills of passion.
"Aaaagh!" she helped. "Aaaaaaaagh!"
Jack remembered what Gary had said, just in time. He dipped his tongue lower in Ruth's spasming pussy and headed straight for the deep red hole of her cunt, lapping and swallowing her gushing pussycream all the way.
Ruth gave a sharp cry of frustration. She had been almost there and Jack had stopped licking her straining, throbbing clit. She almost wished that he hadn't learned his lesson quite so well from Gary. She was dying for an orgasm, but Jack was following Gary's directions to the letter. He was heading straight toward her flooded pussyhole and the tip of his hot tongue sent even larger thrills through her pussy.
"Ooooooh, yes!" she moaned. "Fuck me with your tongue, honey! Fuck my cunt with your big, hot tongue."
Jack's tongue teased and -rimmed the hole in Ruth's quivering pussy. He did just what Gary said. He -rimmed the gushing hole of her pussymouth with the tip of his tongue and then he jammed his tongue right in, burying it to the root in her flooding cunt.
"Aaaaagh!" Ruth squealed. She was so hot she didn't know what to do. Jack's flying tongue was sending tingles through her whole body and she just couldn't hold still. Her hips wiggled in a circle and she rubbed her naked asscheeks against the rug, feeling the long shag tickle her asshole as she squirmed and rolled.
"Oh, yes!" she moaned again. "Harder, honey! Tongue-fuck me good ... make me come honey, I'm almost there!"
Jack gave another big lunge with his tongue. Then he grinned and pulled his tongue back with a snap. Ruth was ready to come. He could tell. Now he had only one more thing to try and he was going to do that, too.
At first, when Gary had thrust his long tongue in Ruth's quivering asshole, Jack had been shocked. He didn't think he wanted to do that. Now he was beginning to change his mind. He wanted to try all sorts of kinky things with Ruth. He wanted to ream out her asshole with his tongue. He wanted to get his prick all slippery and wet and plunge it into the depths of her hot little shitter. He wanted to try every kinky thing he had ever imagined and he wanted to do them all with Ruth.
"Oooooooh," Ruth moaned, thrusting her quivering asscheeks up toward Jack's face. She knew what he was going to do now. Jack was doing everything just perfect. He licked her pussy just as well as Gary had. She could hardly wait to feel his big tongue in her narrow little shitter. That would really be great.
Jack licked down the crack of Ruth's ass. He spread her quivering asscheeks out with his hands and licked right over the little puckered hole of her bung.
"Push it in!" Ruth gasped. "Come on, honey, don't stop now. I've just got to feel your tongue in my ass!"
Jack groaned. He couldn't wait to try it. He slid his tongue right in the middle of her puckered shitter and started to push.
Jack moaned in surprise. Ruth's asshole fluttered around his tongue, sucking him right in. His tongue was disappearing into her gobbling, sucking asshole and he didn't even have to push it in. Ruth was sucking his tongue right into that hot, narrow channel in her ass.
"Aaaagh!" Ruth moaned. "Put your finger in my cunt, honey. Finger-fuck me at the same time. I can feel it, honey ... I'm going to come! I can feel my pussy starting to come!"
Jack reached down. He found the grasping, spasming hole in her pussy and rammed his finger in, squishing deeply through the hot, shaking flesh of her pussy and sliding right up her trembling, burning pussytunnel.
"Aaaaagh!" Ruth squealed. "That's it, honey ... more! Put another finger in my cunt. I want you to stuff my pussyhole with your fingers."
Jack added a finger to the first that was already plunging and dipping into Ruth's fiery pussyhole. She seemed to like it so much that he added another until he had three fingers, lunging and sliding up her creamy, flooding pussyhole.
"Oooooh, that's perfect honey. Now ... stick your tongue in my asshole again ... make it go hard and fast. If you tongue-fuck my little shitter, my pussy's going to come around your fingers."
Jack reamed Ruth's hot gripping asshole with his wide, hot tongue. He made his tongue go so deep that Ruth writhed and howled in passion. Hot cream gushed from her spasming pussyhole, soaking his fingers with her burning juices.
Suddenly Ruth's body arched. Her little shitter trembled so hotly Jack felt like he was reaming a volcano out with his tongue. He felt Ruth's pussy shudder and wrap itself around his fingers, squeezing and throbbing with the intensity of her orgasm.
"YESSSSSS!" Ruth screeched. "OOOOOOH!" So good! Aaaaaaaaah!"
Jack was so intent on savoring his wife's hot gripping asshole and. her horny, clutching cunt he wasn't even aware that people were moving in the room behind him. He didn't hear the sound of clothes being unbuttoned, unzipped and undone. He didn't notice that Skip and Bobbie crawled closer. He didn't see Robin and Gary circle around on his left, either. He was only aware of Ruth's spasming, watering pussy and the way her tight asshole squeezed around his plunging tongue.
"Ooooooh," Ruth moaned, pushing Jack's head back gently. "That was fantastic, honey. I think you've learned your lesson now. Do you promise not to fuck anyone else unless I'm in on the fun, too?"
"I ... I promise," Jack groaned, shaking his head groggily. He pulled his fingers out of Ruth's tight pussyhole and then he looked around at the other four naked guests, all watching his every move.
"What ... what's this?" he gasped, his mouth dropping open in surprise.
"Ruth invited us over for an orgy and I think the party's just started," Bobbie said, giggling excitedly. "You did such a good job on Ruth's pussy that Robin and I want some too, don't we Robin?"
"We sure do!" Robin chuckled. "You sure learned the right way to lick pussies, Jack. I can hardly wait for you to try mine."
Jack looked at Ruth doubtfully. She flashed him a big smile. She didn't seem surprised at all.
"You ... you mean you'd let met lick Bobbie's pussy?" he gasped, swallowing hard. "And Robin's too?"
"Sure," Ruth giggled. "Just as long as I can watch you and get in on the fun."
"Jesus!" Jack groaned, shaking his head in wonder. "I just don't believe this. It's like a dream come true."
