The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden beneath a veneer of normalcy, exposed only under extremely tempting conditions.
The woman who, after a few drinks at a party, takes on all comers, male and female alike. The man who, during a strip show at a stag party, climbs up on the stage with the girl and performs with her in front of his friends. The couple who, under group pressure, reluctantly join the neighborhood mate-swappers.
Cindy Thompson is one of these outwardly proper and quite normal people. But within her a perverse desire for swinging lies coiled like a snake, waiting only for the proper stimulus to arouse it.
HOT TEASING WIFE-a fictional story about a society that refuses to face many of its real problems.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Please let me by, Adam," Cindy Thompson said.
Adam Walker had Cindy cornered in the hallway near the Walkers' bedroom. He was standing in the middle of the cramped hallway and couldn't get by without brushing up against him.
"Why don't you be friendly?" Adam asked.
"Because I'm a very married young woman," Cindy answered. "I love my husband and I don't think Brad would appreciate it if he knew his best friend was trying to grope his wife in the hallway."
"You're a tease, Cindy," Adam said. "You know you've been teasing everybody at the party. You enjoy teasing men. One of these days you're going to tease the wrong one and you're going to learn your lesson."
"You're drunk," Cindy said. "Now move out of my way before I call Gail."
At the mention of his wife's name, Adam reluctantly moved out of Cindy's way. Cindy almost smiled at the painful tension on his face. Cindy knew he was telling the truth. She was a tease. She enjoyed the way her long blonde hair, her bright blue eyes, and mostly her well-built body caused men to make passes at her.
Perhaps it was wrong, but it was her way. She'd done it since high school and she enjoyed herself. She knew that it made Brad nervous, but that only added to the fun.
Cindy had no worries about what Adam had said. She never teased a man who had the ability to do something about it. Most of the men at these parties were pretty tame. They were all married, and Cindy thought that she was probably doing their wives a favor. She was sure that most of them really fucked their wives hard after an evening of her teasing them.
Cindy had everything she'd ever wanted and she knew how to enjoy it. She had a husband who was good looking and well off, and making more money every day. She was popular among her peers. She was always active in church and charity work.
She was also better looking then most movie stars. Especially her large, round tits. No man had ever seen her completely naked except her husband, but she knew how to show her tits off. Tonight she wore a formal floor-length green gown that looked as if it was painted on. It was so low cut in front that Cindy had caught a couple of men and women looking at her nervously, as if they expected her creamy tit-mounds to pop out of the restraining gown at any moment.
Cindy could feel their eyes on her as she walked out of the hallway and back into the living room. She smiled at Gail Walker and at the thought of what was going to happen that evening at Gail's house. Her husband was really hot to trot. He was going to fuck Gail, but he was probably going to be thinking about Cindy.
Cindy walked across the room and took the drink from her husband's hand and sipped it.
"Are you having fun?" Brad asked.
"I'm having a great time," she answered.
"I think that gown may be a little revealing," he remarked. "I think some peo pie are nervous about it."
"Let them be nervous," Cindy smiled.
She could sense that her husband wanted to say something else, but Brad wasn't the type to say too much. He allowed Cindy to get away with just about anything she wanted. He knew she was a snob, but that didn't matter because he loved her so much.
"Who is that man?" Cindy asked suddenly.
Brad looked over at the man who had just walked through the front door. He was a tall, blond man with hard-looking features. Gail was taking his coat and he was looking around the room.
"That must be Gail's friend from her new job," Brad replied. "She told me she invited him. I think he used to be a prize-fighter or somebody like that. He looks like he did."
Cindy agreed that he looked like he had done something like that. His face was marked in a couple of places where someone had hit him. His eyes found Cindy and she shivered. She had never had a man look at her so deliberately before. It was as if he was undressing her slowly, enjoying every inch of her. She shivered again and looked away from him.
"I wish Gail wouldn't invite people like that," Cindy said. "He makes me nervous."
"I'm sure he must be a nice enough fellow," Brad replied. "If Gail invited him."
A few moments later Gail brought the stranger over to be introduced to Brad and Cindy. Cindy didn't speak. She tried to show the stranger that she didn't care for his company. She didn't like his roving eyes. She didn't like anything about him. Gail said his name was Paul Rand and he had been a fighter in the ring at one time. Now he was a manager of the shipping department where Gail worked.
Later, Cindy didn't have any excuses for her starting what she did. It had always been her way to tease men, and she didn't think this man was that dangerous. Perhaps it was a little like teasing a wild animal as long as he was in his cage. And Gail's party was just like a cage because he really couldn't do anything. Or so she thought.
"You really were a fighter, Mr. Rand?" Cindy asked. "Let me feel your muscles."
"Don't be silly, Cindy," Brad chided.
"I'm sure he must have very nice muscles," Cindy teased. "He looks like a very muscular man."
The conversation went on like that for a while until Cindy was bored with Paul. Then she moved off to mingle with the other party guests.
Now and then she would look up and see Paul Rand watching her. He made her feel apprehensive somehow.
Later that evening Cindy had to make a phone call. Cindy's thirty-year-old sister, Joan, was sitting home alone and Cindy wanted to make sure she was all right. Joan had been visiting for the week and Cindy felt a little guilty about leaving her home for the party. Joan was an old-maid type, although she was attractive, but she disliked parties and men. Sometimes Cindy wondered if Joan had a yearning for her own sex.
Cindy had just picked up the phone when she realized that she had been followed into the bedroom. She looked up to find Adam standing in the doorway, grinning at her.
"This is silly, Adam," she said.
"You know how I feel about you, Cindy," Adam said. "You know I like you a lot. Why don't you let me hug and kiss you a little? Just a little."
"You're crazy," she said. "Get out of here."
She knew she could handle Adam. She had handled him plenty of times before, even when he was drunk like tonight.
Adam took a step toward her when a hand caught him by the shoulder. Paul Rand stepped into the room. He put his hand around Adam's throat and lifted him off the floor. He shook him like a boy shaking a puppy, then set him back down again.
"Leave him alone!" Cindy gasped.
"I'm not going to hurt him," Paul said. "Not if he does what I tell him."
"What are you talking about?" Adam asked nervously. He was no longer so drunk and he looked scared.
"I want you to walk out and close the door behind you. Then you stand there and make sure nobody comes in. Especially her husband. You can have a piece of the action later on if you do as you're told."
"I think I understand," Adam gulped. He turned to Cindy and smiled, almost a leer. Then he walked out and closed the door. Paul locked it.
"What are you doing?" Cindy asked fearfully.
"I know all about you, baby," Paul said. "I know your type. Now it's time to pay up. Are you going to take off your gown or do you want me to take it off for you?"
"You're insane!"
"And you're a cockteasing bitch," Paul told her. "Now take the fucking thing off or it's going to be tough on you."
Cindy screamed and ran for the door. Paul grabbed her shoulder and spun her around. She went backwards and lost her balance. She landed on the bed. She came up fighting like a wildcat. But she was no match for Paul. He caught both her hands and forced her back down to the bed. He crushed her body beneath his. He kissed her and his lips felt hot and hard.
"You bastard!" she said, grimacing.
She tried to slap him, but he held her hands easily and kissed her again. His tongue pushed against her lips but she kept them closed. She kept telling herself that this couldn't be happening to her.
He kept kissing her mouth and she couldn't keep her lips cold any longer. She felt a slackness going through her body. She opened her mouth.
"That's the way, baby," Paul gasped. "You do know how to kiss!"
His tongue rammed deep into her throat and almost cut off her breath. She tried to turn her face away, but he put his big hands on either side of her head and held her still. He started cramming his tongue deeper and deeper into her throat until she was gasping for breath.
He released her long enough to pull the straps of her gown down to her waist. Her beautiful, creamy tits popped free. He whistled in admiration.
"Beautiful, baby," Paul said. "Very beautiful. You're a snobbish bitch, but you have a good reason. You're really built, baby.
You're built better than I would have ever believed. What a pair of tits!"
He bent his head to kiss her again. This time his chest was against her bare titties and his shirt scratched her. She tried to think about something else, but his kisses were so hot and heavy. Her nipples were already getting hard. He realized it and he lifted his head and leered at her.
"You're feeling it, baby," he whispered. "You might be a cold bitch you still like it, don't you?"
She wanted to scream. She wanted to slap his face. She wanted to tell him that he couldn't do this to her. But somehow she couldn't. There was a power in him that she couldn't understand. Somehow he seemed to control her actions. It wasn't just physical strength, although she was sure she hadn't ever met any man as strong as he was. There was something else. A sense of brutal power over people.
"Let's see the rest of you, baby," he said.
She couldn't stop him from pulling the gown the rest of the way off her. He dropped it casually to the floor, and then turned to look at her. She was wearing only her flimsy green panties.
"You beautiful bitch," he smiled. "I bet you've just been fucking your husband, and that's a waste. You should have been spreading it around, baby!"
He bent down and licked one of her hard pink nipples. A hot shiver went up her spine. This was one thing she loved the most of all. She loved to have her husband suck on her titties. It made her hot as hell.
He started sucking her creamy titty-flesh into his mouth. He bit down gently, and a hot shiver went through her. She found herself reaching for the back of his head and pulling his face tightly against her titty.
"Suck me," she moaned. "I want you to suck me hard. Please suck my titty."
He laughed at her as he realized she was starting to lose control. She was pulling hard at his head and he started sucking a little harder. His teeth nipped gently.
He started moving his wet lips from one tit to the other. His mouth seemed to be leaving wet fires all over her swollen titties. She shivered as his mouth opened wider. He tried to suck all of her titty into his mouth.
"This is wrong," she moaned. "You shouldn't be doing this. This isn't right!"
"You've been teasing me for too long, baby," Paul gasped. "You deserve this!"
She knew that she couldn't stop him. He rolled over on the bed and his hand slid down her body until he was touching the top of her panties. His fingers slipped beneath the waistband of her panties and he stroked her gently.
His fingertips made her hotter. She arched her hot ass off the bed. His fingers slipped lower until he was playing with her blonde pussy hairs.
"Lower," she moaned. "Please do it lower. I want to feel your fingers a little lower."
"You want me to play with your pussy, baby?"
She realized he was simply trying to humiliate her. He was trying to teach her a lesson. She knew she deserved it.
"Oh yes, baby," she gasped. "I want my pussy played with."
His fingers slid down where she wanted them. His fingers started moving up and down the wet groove of her pussy. A flash of fire went through her. She hadn't thought that just his fingers could make her feel so hot. But it was happening. Her pussy was already dripping juice.
He pushed one finger into her tight cunt and started moving it around. She gasped. Another quick spasm of pleasure went through her. Her ass was moving around in a slow circle as she responded to his hot finger.
"Play with my cunt, baby!" she gasped. She was saying and doing things she'd never done before. She had never wanted anything so bad before. "I want you to play with my pussy!"
He pulled his fingers out of her wet cunt. She pressed her body against his. Her tits were crushed by his hard chest. She put her arms around him and shoved her cunt against his crotch.
"You're making me feel so good," she moaned.
He slipped his hands down her back and into her panties. His sweaty hands clutched at her ass. Her body jerked with pleasure as he pulled her asscheeks apart and his fingers nudged at her asshole.
"I love your sweet ass, baby," he said. "It's the first thing I noticed about you. A beautiful ass. You've got a really beautiful ass!"
Ripples of pleasure went through her pussy. Juices dripped on her thighs. She closed her legs together, but that didn't help the sudden itching sensations.
A finger crammed into her asshole all the way to his knuckle. He started working his finger in and out of her puckered asshole until she was squirming with hot sensations. He took his hands out of her panties and rolled off the bed.
"Take off your panties," he commanded.
Somehow she couldn't refuse him anything. She slipped her panties off her long legs. Paul undressed. He had the hard, muscular body of an athlete.
He peeled down to his shorts and he got back on the bed. He took her hand and pulled it down to touch the front of his shorts. Her fingertips traced the outline of his prick.
"You're so big," she whispered. "Oh shit, your cock feels so damn big. It's bigger than my husband's."
"Just keep playing with my cock like that and it's going to get a lot bigger."
Her fingertips kept stroking the length of his cock. She could feel his prick getting bigger. His shorts were getting sticky from his leaking cum. She just couldn't believe she was doing this. She was actually playing with his cock and feeling hot excitement growing inside her.
"My husband would kill me if he knew I was doing this," she whispered.
"Don't worry about your husband," Paul grinned. "Right now the only thing you've got to worry about is pleasing me. Now take my shorts off, baby."
She quickly bent over and peeled his shorts down his legs. She peeled them off his feet and then looked up at the size of his fat cock. She had never seen a cock as thick as his. It looked like a thick oak log. It was frightening.
"I don't know if I can take all that!" she gasped.
"You'll take it, baby," he said. "And you'll love it!"
She trembled as she stared at his fat cock. His brutal-looking prick seemed to be changing color even as she looked at it. It seemed to be getting a darker purple and the fat cockhead was throbbing.
She moved back up his body. She pressed her body against his, feeling every hard inch of his prick against her. She reached down and wrapped her fingers around his stiff prick. Her fingers circled his cock tightly and she felt him tense with pleasure.
"Nice hands, baby," he said. "Nice long fingers and nice touch!"
She moved her hand up and down. Some of his cum leaked out of the head of his cock and wet her fingers. She moved her fingers a little faster. Her hand was getting sticky from his hot cum. She tightened her grip.
"Get on top of me, baby," he said. "I want to fuck that hot pussy of yours!"
She shivered, then she moved over onto his body. She stretched out on top of him with her titties flattened against his hard chest. His hard cockhead was against her belly.
"Sit up, baby," he said. "Sit up and put my cock inside you!"
She sat up slowly. She straddled his crotch and reached down for his throbbing cock. She lifted up slightly so that her pussy was poised just above his stiff prickhead. She let herself down slowly until she felt his stiff cockhead rubbing against the lips of her cunt.
She lowered her pussy onto his stiff prick. She felt her pussy lips splitting to admit his bloated prickhead. She gasped as she felt how wide his cockhead was splitting her cunt. She settled down a little more.
"Sit down on it, baby," he said. "Sit down on my stiff prick and let me feel it deep inside you!"
She kept lowering herself onto his prick until his prick was all the way inside her. She groaned as he pulled her body down on his.
"You're in so fucking deep!" she groaned. "You're in my fucking cunt so deep! I love your fat cock!"
"Ride it, baby," he gasped. "Ride it for a few minutes and then I'm going to give you a fucking you won't believe!"
She didn't know how he could do anymore for her. His prick was as deep inside her as any cock she'd ever felt. Her pussy felt stuffed with his swollen prick. She started to bounce a little.
"You've got a tight fucking cunt, baby," he said. "I knew you would. You just tease men. You don't use that pussy. But you're fucking using it now!"
He pushed her up again. His stiff prick was sliding even deeper into her pussy. He reached up and started playing with her titties. His fingers circled her nipples and tugged on them until little sparks of fire went through her. She started fucking faster.
Paul's ass was coming off the bed as he rammed his prick up into her. She didn't think she'd ever felt a cock getting so deep before. Then he put his hands on her shoulders and he was rolling her over.
"Now I'm going to fuck you, baby," he said. "Now I'm going to fuck you silly!"
She ended up on her back with her creamy thighs spread apart. His weight crushed her as he started pounding his hard prick into her cunt. She had been fucked in this position by her husband, but it had never been as powerful like this. Paul was trying to ram his stiff prick all the way up into her belly.
"Oh fuck," she moaned. "You're really fucking me hard. You're fucking me so hard, baby!"
He reached beneath her and gripped her shapely ass. He squeezed her ass tightly. Ripples of pleasure went through her cunt. His cockhead was rubbing against her excited clitty. Another ripple of pleasure went through her.
"Fuck me harder!" she moaned. "Fuck me a lot harder! I've never felt it so good before!"
He was ramming her hot ass into the bed. Her juices were dripping out over her thighs and wetting his cock. His cock made wet sounds as he thrust into her. She felt weak and helpless as he fucked her. It was as if he had taken complete control of her body.
"You've got a tight pussy, honey," Paul gasped. "You've got a really tight fucking pussy and you know how to move your ass!"
He drove one finger back into her asshole again. She couldn't stand it any longer. Ripples of pleasure kept rocking her body. She felt a hot fiery sensation in her belly. She raised her ass higher and tightened her cunt walls around his swollen cock.
"Fuck me good!" she cried. "I'm going to fucking come. Oh shit, fuck me good. Fuck me so good! Oh shit, I'm coming. I'm going to fucking come. OH SHIT, BABY!"
He was making her come as she'd never come before. Her body seemed to be rocked by violent convulsions. She couldn't stop shaking her ass. She shuddered as the last wild spasm went through her. She tightened her pussy walls again as the flood of juices kept soaking his thrusting cock.
"I've never come like that before," she whispered.
He fucked her harder and it felt like his swollen cock was tearing a hole through her body. His thick cum was leaking inside her. She tightened her cunt walls, and her pussy seemed to be squeezing out more of his cum.
"You hot little bitch," he groaned. "You fucking hot little bitch. I'm going to fucking give it to you this time. I'm going to fill up your pussy with cum!"
"Oh yes," she whispered. "I want to feel your cum! I want to feel your jism inside me! Come in me, baby. Come in my pussy!"
He gripped her asscheeks tighter, fucking deeper into her pussy. His cum dripped inside her wet pussy. She kept shaking her ass for him. She suddenly wanted to please this man as she'd never pleased anyone in her life.
"You fucking bitch," he groaned. "You sweet fucking bitch. I'm going to shoot my wad. I'm going to shoot my fucking wad! Get ready for it, bitch. GET FUCKING READY!"
He rammed into her deep and her body shook as the first of his thick cum spurted into her cunt. He pulled his thick cock out of her and rammed into her pussy again. More of his thick cum filled her pussy, and some of it ran out, wetting her thighs. She kept moving her ass until she felt him shoot one last spurt into her. She felt his body relax.
"That's the way a sweet fucking bitch should behave." He sounded pleased with her.
CHAPTER TWO
Paul Rand dressed in just a few minutes and was ready to leave the bedroom. For some reason Cindy couldn't move. She felt so damn tired. She didn't think she'd ever felt so bruised and exhausted by a fuck before. Her husband usually left her with a nice feeling, but it was nothing like this.
Cindy had forgotten about Adam standing just outside the door in the hallway. She remembered him when Paul opened the door and Adam looked in, grinning. Cindy felt a sudden jolt of panic. She started grabbing at the bed covering to hide her body, but she already knew that Adam had gotten a good look at her naked body.
"Fuck," Adam said softly. "I thought you two were going to tear the fucking house down. I've never heard anything like it. The fucking walls were shaking."
"She's pretty good," Paul smiled. "She's a little cool at first, but she warms up quick. Enjoy yourself."
"What do you mean?" Adam asked.
"I'm done with her for now. You can have her. Enjoy yourself with her."
Paul walked past Adam without looking back. Cindy realized that he had dismissed her as easily as if she'd been a waitress who'd just served him a meal. She had never been treated that way in her life and she felt anger building up in her.
"That bastard," Cindy said angrily. "I hope his bastard cock rots off!"
"That's no way for a lady to talk, Cindy," Adam said.
Adam shut the door and there was a wide grin across his face. Cindy hadn't really been worried about Adam up until that moment. Now there was a look on his face that she'd never seen before. She pulled the covers up tighter around her neck, but it was almost as if Adam could see right through them.
"What are you doing?" Cindy asked. She had always been able to handle Adam simply by making her voice sound cold. But this time was going to be tougher because he'd just seen her fucking another man and he wanted some of the same.
"I'm just going to have a little bit of what Paul had," Adam replied. "A little bit more's not going to hurt you. I mean, what's one more slice off the loaf?"
"You'd better stay away from me," she warned.
"Come on, Cindy," he said. "Don't be like that. Make things easy on yourself. I'm going to fuck you. I've wanted to fuck you since I used to stay after school to watch you with the drill team. You were always such a fucking tease, shaking your ass and your big tits and never giving a guy anything. But this time I'm going to put my cock in your sweet pussy."
"I'll scream," she warned. "If you come near me, I'll scream."
Adam was already walking toward the bed, and he seemed a lot more confident than she had ever known him to be. He was still grinning and that scared her more than anything.
"You won't scream," Adam said. "Keep thinking about what would happen if you screamed. Think about all the people who would come rushing in here. Your husband. My wife. Think about explaining what you're doing in my bed with a wet cunt."
Cindy knew he was right. She knew she wouldn't scream. One scream would bring everybody in the house and she knew what they would think. She would have a hard time explaining why she already had her clothes off and she looked like such a tangled mess.
"Now don't fight me," Adam said. "We're going to have a good time together."
Adam took hold of the bedcovers. He peeled them slowly down her body as if he wanted to savor every moment. His eyes moved up and down her body as if he could never get enough of looking at her.
"Shit, you're beautiful," he said. "You're so damned beautiful. You've kept my fucking prick so hard for years. You've kept it so fucking hard and now you're going to do something about it!"
She shivered under his hot eyes. She knew she could still fight him until he got tired and gave up. But she somehow had the feeling that he would never give up.
He got into bed with her. His hands moved to her shoulders and then slowly down the front of her body. She tried to push his hands away as he touched her tits.
"Don't fight me, bitch," Adam said. "I'm going to do what I want with you. I'm going to fuck you until you're crazy. You fight me and I'll have to hurt you."
There was something threatening in Adam's voice. She knew that he meant what he said. She heard his sigh of pleasure as he cupped her titties.
"Oh shit," Adam gasped. "I've been waiting to do this for so fucking long. You've got fucking beautiful tits, bitch!"
He cupped her titties hard while his fingers played with her rigid nipples. A shiverish sensation went through her body. She tried to fight the feeling. She didn't want to get turned on with Adam. She told herself that it was crazy to have it happening. Paul had just given her a good fucking. She was well satisfied. Adam couldn't be turning her on again.
"Please leave me alone," she begged.
"You don't want to be left alone," Adam replied. "You want what I can give you!"
There was nothing she could do to stop him. His head dropped her creamy tits. She gasped as he tongued one excited nipple. She was starting to have trouble keeping herself in control.
She closed her eyes and tried to think of other things, but it did no good. Another shiverish sensation went through her body. His mouth opened and his wet tongue started licking at one swollen nipple.
"Oh shit," she groaned softly. "Oh fuck, please don't do that to me. Please, Adam. I'm a married woman."
"You're a cunt with a hot hole," Adam said.
Adam laughed as he opened his mouth and sucked her titty. She lost control. She started pushing her titty into his sucking mouth. She knew that what she was doing was wrong, but she couldn't help it.
"Suck them, Adam!" she moaned. "Oh yes, Adam! Suck my hot titties!"
Adam gave her what she needed as his mouth started moving from one swollen titty to the other. His mouth opened wider, and he seemed to be sucking in almost all of each titty as he sucked.
"You sweet bastard," she moaned.
She ran her fingers through his thick hair. His mouth was making sucking sounds as he worked on her titty. She grabbed his head hard and pulled his face against her tits.
"Oh yes, Adam!" she cried. "Suck them good! Suck my titties good. You're doing good, Adam, baby! Suck my titties!"
She knew he was still laughing at her, but she didn't care anymore. All she cared about was the excitement his mouth was giving her tit. Adam knew how to suck titty. His mouth was hot and wet, and he seemed to be trying to suck all of her titty into his mouth.
She squirmed with new delight. It was hard to believe that she had just been fucked a few moments before. All of a sudden it felt as if she hadn't been fucked in months. Her pussy was dripping juice. Squeezing her thighs together didn't seem to help.
"Adam," she moaned softly. "Oh shit, Adam. I never thought you could make me feel like this!"
Adam's hands moved down between her legs. One hand stroked her thighs, but she felt his other hand moving up between her thighs to her wet pussy. His fingers stroked her hot pussy lips until they were tingling with fever.
"Finger-fuck me, Adam," she begged. "Please fuck my pussy. Stick your finger in my cunt and fuck me!"
Two of his fingers slid into her wet cunt. He sucked harder at her titty. He started biting her tit, but she didn't mind. She spread her legs wider and another finger almost slipped into her cunt.
He was driving her crazy. She spread her legs a little farther apart. His fingers slipped all the way into her pussy. He started moving his fingers in and out with the same rhythm he was sucking her titties.
"Oh fuck!" she cried. "Oh fucking shit. You're making me so crazy, Adam. So fucking crazy!"
She remembered that there was no one guarding the door. Everybody at the party could have walked in to watch, but she wouldn't have cared. She was past the point where she could control herself.
"I want you so fucking bad," she groaned. "Oh, Adam, I need your cock."
Adam grinned.
She knew he was enjoying the way she was squirming so hotly on the bed. She felt a moment of shame at the way he was lewdly looking at her open cunt. She couldn't close her legs. She was so fucking hot.
Adam started undressing. She remembered all the times she had teased him. She knew that he was going to make up for it this time. He was going to make her pay for all those times.
He stripped down to his shorts. His rigid prick was pushing at his shorts like a tent pole. He moved closed to the bed and took her hand. She didn't fight when he pressed her hand against his swollen cock.
She could feel the heat of his cock through his sticky shorts. She moved her fingers up and down the length of his prick. She closed her legs together again, but there was nothing she could do that would help her itchy excitement.
"Take my shorts off," he said.
She put her fingers inside his shorts and carefully pulled them down his legs. She had to get off the bed to pull his shorts down his legs completely. He stepped out of them. She felt his hands in her hair and he pulled her face against his crotch.
She had kissed her husband's cock a few times, but she had never enjoyed it. She didn't really enjoy moving her lips up and down Adam's prick now, but she knew she had no choice. She tasted his cum and some of his sweat.
"I'd like to fuck your face," Adam told her. "I'd like to shoot a wad of cum down your mouth, but I'll save that for some other time. First I want to sample some of that cunt. I've been saving up for it for a long fucking time!"
He pulled her up and practically shoved her on the bed. She felt his hands moving up her body again. She didn't have to be teased. She was as ready for it as she'd ever been in her life. It felt as if her cunt was throbbing with hunger. She rolled over on her side and started rubbing her cunt against his leg.
"I do need it," she moaned. "I need it bad. Fuck me with it, baby. Give it to me!"
"Turn over on your belly," Adam said.
"What are you going to do?"
"Just do what I fucking tell you, bitch!"
She had no choice. She felt tears of humiliation as she rolled over on her stomach. She felt him climbing on her body from behind. She shivered as his fat cock moved up against her slimy cunt. He started to press his cock against her pussy.
She moaned. "Don't do it this way! I've never done it this way before. It isn't lady like."
"You're no lady, cunt," Adam said. "Not any more. You're just a hot hole to be filled. And I'm going to fill it, bitch!"
Adam reached around and grabbed her tits. He plunged all of his thick cock into her fuckhole with one deep thrust. She had never felt a cock this deep inside her before. His prick felt like it was tearing through her belly and out her mouth. She shivered as he pulled back and rammed into her snug cunt again.
"How do you like this, bitch?" Adam asked. "How do you like having a big cock this way?"
"You're so deep," she gasped. "I've never felt a cock inside me so deep!"
"You've never been fucked like I'm going to fuck you," he said hoarsely. "I've got a lot to make up for."
Adam held her titties tightly as he began ramming his huge cock in and out of her pussy. He was right about one thing. She had never been fucked this way before. It was like he was trying to rip a hole through her. He fucked her hard, taking out all his years of anger and frustration.
"You're getting it now, bitch," he groaned. "You're getting fucked like I've always wanted to fuck you!"
He twisted her titties with his fingers. His slapped her asscheeks solidly each time he thrust deep into her cunt.
Cindy told herself that she didn't like getting fucked this way, yet she could feel the wild excitement building up in her. Her pussy felt wet and juicy. She tightened her cunt walls around his cock and felt his throbbing knob.
"You're a cunt, baby," he moaned. "You're a fucking cunt-hole. You like it this way, don't you? You like being fucked this way?"
"I love it," she answered. "Oh, yes, I love it!"
She protested when he jerked his swollen cock out of her cunt. She felt his cum dripping on her asscheeks. He put his hands underneath her and made her turn back over. He spread her legs wide and moved up between her legs with his stiff prick. She felt his weight on top of her. His mouth closed over hers and his hot tongue thrust deep into her mouth. She was so fucking hot. She squirmed her body against his.
She almost screamed as he slammed his stiff prick all the way into her hot cunt. His hands slipped underneath her and grabbed her hot ass. He held onto her asscheeks as he started ramming his stiff prick in and out of her pussy.
"Oh yes!" she groaned. "That feels good. That feels so fucking good. It feels good!"
His finger probed her asshole as he began fucking her harder and faster. This was what she needed. She was starting to recognize the truth about herself. She had been teasing for so many years because she needed a man who would fuck her like an animal.
"Lift your legs, baby," he said. "Lift your legs and wrap them around my back!"
She lifted her legs high and wrapped them around his broad back. His stiff prick seemed to slid into her pussy deeper. His throbbing prickhead was sending spasms of pleasure through her. She felt his hands gripping her asscheeks harder.
"You're fucking me so good," she whispered. "Oh shit, why did I wait to fucking long? Your cock feels so good!"
"You're moving your hot ass, baby," he said. "You really know how to move your sweet ass!"
His finger started nudging at her anus and it made her groan with pleasure. He stuffed his finger up into her asshole all the way to his knuckle. It was a strange feeling to have his finger nudging in and out of her asshole. It sent wild vibrations of pleasure through her body.
"You're making me feel so crazy!" she moaned. "You're fucking me like an animal!"
"You are an animal," he gasped. "A cock-crazy animal!"
He really started pounding his fat cock into her pussy. She had never been fucked this way before. Not even Paul had fucked her so hard and savagely. Her pussy was being mauled.
Another sweet vibration of pleasure moved up her spine. She started lifting her ass off the bed a little higher. His cum was already dripping into her pussy, and she knew he wasn't going to last much longer.
"Oh, I'm coming!" she suddenly screamed. "Oh, this is where I belong. I belong underneath a man like you! I love your cock. It's making me come! Oh fuck me, baby, fuuuuuuck me!"
She felt like she was going to go crazy as the sweet pleasure rocked her. Her pussy juices drenched his fat cock. She lifted her ass higher and felt his cock going deeper. Another hot spasm shook her body, and she almost passed out with pleasure.
"Fuck me harder, baby!" she begged. "Fill me up with your cum. Fill me up with it!"
He slammed her harder and harder. His cum started dripping into her already wet pussy. She knew she didn't like Adam, but she wanted to feel his cum shooting into her cunt more than she had ever wanted anything in her life. She wrapped her arms tighter around him, lifting her ass in wild movements. At the same time she clawed his back and that really turned him on.
"You bitch!" he groaned. "I've been wanting to shoot my cum into your cunt for a long fucking time!"
"Then do it!" she moaned. "Do it now. Fill up my cunt with cum!"
She felt hotter than she had ever felt in her life. She couldn't believe she was begging Adam to shoot his cum into her. But she wanted it. Her pussy was hungry for it. She started squeezing her cunt walls, caressing his stiff cock with her pussy.
"Bitch," he groaned. "You bitch. I'm going to shoot it, bitch. I'm going to shoot my fucking cum. I'm going to drop my wad in your pussy. Get ready for it, bitch! TAKE IT, BITCH! YOU COCKTEASING BITCH!"
He slammed his cock into her as deep as he could. She tightened her cunt walls again as the hot spurts of his cum started filling her pussy. She used her cunt like fingers to stroke his cock. She kept moving her ass up and down until she was sure she had coaxed out every last drop.
She moved her ass one last time, then his cock slipped out of her. He wasn't content with that. He moved up her body and he shook out a couple of thick drops of cum on her trembling belly.
"You cunt," he said. "You sure know how to shake it when you have to, baby!"
He still wanted to humiliate her more. He moved up even farther and rubbed his wet prick against her titties. A slimy trail of cum made her titties feel wet. He moved up a little more and his prick was against her chin.
"Now take it in your mouth, bitch."
"I couldn't do that!" she protested. "Haven't you done enough to me?"
"Take it in your fucking mouth!" he demanded.
She opened her mouth, and his wet cock slipped over her tongue. She was forced to suck his prick clean of his leaking cum and her own wet juices. There were tears in her eyes again as he pulled his cock out of her mouth.
"You'll taste my cum for a long time," Adam told her. "I want you to remember this fucking night."
"I'll never forget it," she said softly.
CHAPTER THREE
Cindy felt a little bruised and sore as she stretched out in a hot, soapy bath. She had the radio playing soft music, but she could still hear her husband moving around in the bedroom. She kept thinking about everything that had happened to her that evening. She couldn't believe it.
Especially when she thought about Paul.
She had always thought that she might some day have an affair with one of her friends. She had always had it all planned out in her mind. A brief romantic interlude with a good-looking stud wouldn't have done any harm.
But Paul had taken all the romance out of it. He had left her as weak and as shaken as a helpless child. He had left Adam to fuck her like an animal and she had loved it.
"I just can't believe it happened," Cindy murmured softly.
"Did you say something, honey?" Brad asked, calling from the bedroom.
"No," she replied hastily.
She wondered what her husband would think if he knew what had happened that evening. She wondered what he would do. Brad was not a violent man. He had always been quiet and gentle. But he was big enough and athletic enough to handle himself if he was forced to.
Would he go after Paul and Adam for her?
She shivered as she thought about what might happen. Paul was an ex-boxer. He would kill Brad if he tried something like that. The only thing to do was to make sure she was never alone with him again. Or with Adam.
"Are you going to be in there all night long, baby?" Brad asked.
"No," she answered. "Just wait a few more moments."
She closed her eyes and a sudden picture of Paul's naked body flashed through her mind. Tingles went through her body. She closed her thighs together.
"Damn," she said softly. "I can't think about him like this!"
She quickly got out of the bath and dried herself off. She felt wicked tonight. Her husband had never known her to act bold about her body. She usually kept herself covered up unless they were actually fucking. Tonight she thought she'd give him a thrill. She slipped into her flimsy panties before she walked out of the bathroom.
"Damn," Brad said softly, when he saw her.
Brad was in his shorts, lying on his back reading a magazine. He put the magazine down and let his eyes move up and down her naked body. She had already been well fucked that evening, but her legs started trembling at the hot eyes of her husband.
"I don't think I've ever seen you looking more beautiful," he said, smiling.
"I can see in your eyes what you're thinking about," she teased.
"I hope you can see it in other places," he replied.
She could see it in other places. She saw his prick pushing up against his shorts. Up until that moment she wasn't sure if she wanted to get fucked again that evening. Now she could feel the tingling sensations going through her body, and she knew she wanted his prick.
She had never been felt this before. She had always felt that she had control of her desires. Now, she couldn't close her eyes without feeling a man's body on top of hers and a man's cock slamming into her pussy.
"I got something at the party tonight," Brad said.
"Oh yeah?"
"Something you said you always wanted to see. One of those porno magazines. It has everything."
Cindy had seen pictures in magazines before, but they had always been pretty tame. She had always wanted to see one of those X-rated movies or look at one of those magazines that showed everything. Once, it had just been curiosity, but now it was something different. She could feel hot ripples of pleasure going through her as she thought about what she might see.
"Get it," she said.
Brad already had the magazine in the bedroom. He took it out of his dresser drawer. Cindy went over to the bed to stretch out beside him. They both stretched out on their stomachs as Brad turned the pages of the magazine.
The magazine was everything Brad had promised. There were pictures of different couples doing everything there was to do. Cindy stopped him at a picture of a beautiful blonde down on her hands and knees getting a prick in her pussy while she sucked on another. There was thick cum dripping out of the corners of her mouth.
"I've never seen anything like that before," she gasped.
Brad turned another page.
A redhead was stretched out on her back, getting fucked by a dog. Cindy gasped. How could a woman allow herself to be fucked by an animal? It wasn't faked because Cindy could see half of the dog's hard prick sticking into the woman's pussy.
"I can't believe this!" Cindy said.
Cindy was getting warm. She was already rubbing her pussy against the bed. Hot tingles kept going up and down her thighs. She rubbed her pussy a little harder. She liked it when Brad put his hand over on her ass. His fingers probed her crack and she pushed her ass up against his fingers.
"This kind of turns you on, doesn't it?" Brad asked.
"Oh yes!" she answered.
His hot fingers kept caressing her ass. She was turning the pages, now, and she felt more breathless with each second. The last picture was of a blonde getting fucked in her asshole. Cindy shivered as she could see thick cum running out of her ass and dripping on her shapely thighs.
She sighed as she closed the magazine. "That was filthy."
"Maybe we can get some filthy movies sometimes," Brad suggested.
"That would be nice," she moaned.
Brad stroked her. His fingers slid down her crack and started tracing lightly over her plump cuntlips. She spread her legs a little wider as she felt one finger slipping into her cunt.
"Ummmm," she said. "That does feel nice."
Brad's finger moved around all of the inside of her cunt as if he was exploring it for the first time. He moved closer and kissed the side of her neck. His mouth opened. He started sucking gently at the tender skin of her neck.
"Don't give me a hickey," she teased. "What would your friends say?"
Brad smiled. "They'd say we've been fucking like a good husband and wife."
The magazine had evidently turned Brad on also. She had never heard him talk dirty like this before. His cock was swollen as it pressed against her leg.
"Could you do something for me?" she asked. "Something you haven't ever done before?"
"Like what?"
Cindy could feel her heart pounding as she turned the pages of the magazine until she found the picture she wanted. It showed the blonde with her legs spread and a man's face between them. It was obvious that the man was driving her out of her mind.
"That," she said, pointing.
Brad was quiet. She could tell that he was a little scared of doing what she'd asked him. They had always been kind of prudish about their sex life. They hardly ever tried anything different. She knew she was asking a lot.
"All right," Brad whispered.
Cindy rolled over on her back and spread her legs. Her husband kissed her mouth and she rubbed her tongue against his. Slowly she felt his tongue moving down her body until he was kissing her tits. Cindy moaned with pleasure as his wet lips slowly sucked one of her hot nipples into his mouth. He rolled it beneath his tongue and spit it out. It was hard as a rock and she felt it getting harder as he kissed it.
"Oh yes!" she moaned. "You're making me hot!"
His mouth opened wider as he started sucking hard at her titty. He was sucking her titty-flesh in and out, biting gently. Her tits started swelling up with gentle passion.
She grabbed his head. "Suck harder, baby! Suck my tits hard!"
He pulled his head back and started rubbing his tongue over her excited nipple. She felt his tongue moving away from her titty and down her trembling belly. She groaned as his tongue brushed against her hairy cunt.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "That's what I want you to do, baby. I want you to eat me!"
He spread her legs apart and his face went between her legs. She clamped her thighs together around his face, holding his head. His face was nearly buried in her wet pussy.
"Stick your tongue in me!" she screamed. "Stick your tongue deep into my pussy!"
His tongue parted her cuntlips easily, and he started working it in and out. She kept groaning with pleasure as she felt a man's tongue in her cunt for the first time. It felt strange. His tongue was as exciting as a cock, and yet it was different. She spread her legs a little wider, lifting her ass off the bed to meet his tongue.
"Eat me good!" she cried. "Oh shit, you know what you're doing. You know how to eat me good!"
His hands slipped under her ass. He lifted her ass up high and his tongue seemed to be thrusting deeper into her pussy. His tongue moved all around the inside of her cunt until it was brushing against her excited clitty.
"Take it in your mouth!" she screamed. "Suck on my clitty!"
She didn't know if Brad was enjoying what he was doing. She really didn't care. It was different than it had been with Paul. She had been trying to please Paul and had gotten pleasure from it herself. Now she only wanted pleasure from her husband. She really didn't care that much about pleasing him.
His tongue brushed against her clitty again. He sounded like he was choking as he took her clitty between his lips. He started sucking on it gently. Hot spasms went up her body again.
"Oh shit!" she screamed. "Your hot mouth is going to make me come. You're going to make me fucking come. Oh shit, it feels so fucking good! It feels so good! Oh shit yes!"
She clamped her hands on the back of his head. She started lifting her ass up. She knew he was tasting her juices as he sucked her clitty. He didn't seem to mind. She could hear him swallowing as she started pouring more of her juice into his hungry mouth.
Sweet spasms shook her body again and again. It had never felt so delicious before. She kept her hands clamped behind his head until the last tingling shudder went through her.
"Oh, baby," she moaned. "Oh, that was fine. Nothing's ever felt so good to me before!"
He kept licking her pussy for a few moments longer, then he raised his head. He moved up beside her, stroking her titties. She felt smugly satisfied. She rolled over against him, rubbing her crotch against his hard cock.
"Now fuck me," she whispered. "I want to feel your big hot cock inside my pussy."
"Would you do something for me, baby?"
"What?"
"I want you to do the same thing I did for you," Brad said. "That's something I've always wanted, but you never did it for me before."
Cindy felt her heart hammering as she shook her head. She wanted to please her husband, but that was something she would not do, not even for him. The thought of doing more than kiss his cock made her feel sick. She knew she would get sick if she was forced to swallow his cum ... as sick as the time Adam had made her do that awful thing.
"Come on, baby," Brad said. "I did it for you."
"I can't," she said. "That's not something I could do. I'm sorry. Why don't you just fuck me?"
She reached down to stroke the front of his shorts. She could see that he was angry and hurt, but he would never do anything about it. He wasn't that kind of husband. For a moment she thought that he might not even want to fuck her, but he was too horny to stop himself.
She slipped her hand into his shorts, stroking his feverish prick. His cock felt hotter than hell. She moved her fingers down to his balls and stroked them. His prick got stiffer.
Brad quickly started pulling off his shorts. He kicked them off and rolled over on top of her. He moved up between her legs. His fat cockhead pressed against her pussy and she opened her legs wider.
"Put it inside me!" she moaned. "Put it deep inside me. You know you want to fuck me good. Fuck me, baby!"
He gave it to her hard. His prick ripped deep into her pussy until she thought his knob was going to rip through her belly. She tightened her cunt walls around his rigid prick.
"Now fuck me hard!" she groaned. "Stick it deep in my pussy and fuck me hard!"
Brad reached underneath her and grabbed her ass hard. He started slamming his prick into her like he was trying to punish her with it. It felt kind of dreamy to have his cock inside her this way. She wasn't really excited, but she could feel the sweet vibrations going through her.
She reached down and slipped her hand between them. She started stroking his fat balls. She heard Brad's breath quicken. He started slamming his prick into her cunt a little faster.
"You bitch," Brad groaned. "You fucking bitch. You're going to get a fucking load of cum! You're going to get it!"
He was still fucking her like he was angry with her. She knew he was hurt because she wouldn't suck his cock. She shivered with disgust at the thought of doing that. She would do anything for her husband but that.
"Shoot it in me!" she moaned. "I want to feel your cum. Shoot your hot cum in me!"
"You bitch," he groaned again. "I'm going to shoot my wad, you bitch. I'm going to shoot my wad into your cunt. I'm going to fill your fucking pussy. Oh shit, you bitch!"
She clamped her legs tightly around him as his prick started spurting hot cum into her pussy. She kept squeezing her pussy lips together and moving her ass because his cum felt good inside her. She wanted every drop. She finally felt him shudder and his cock became limp inside of her.
"See there, baby," she said. "You liked that, didn't you?"
"I liked it," he said.
She knew he was still hurt by her refusal, but she knew he would get over it. She couldn't help thinking what a man like Paul would have done if she'd refused him. Paul wouldn't have stood for it. It frightened her just thinking about Paul.
CHAPTER FOUR
Cindy felt a little strange as she walked up the hallway and stopped in front of Paul Rand's apartment. She had never dreamed of doing anything like this. For the first time she had lied to her husband. She had told Brad that she was going shopping.
She couldn't keep from thinking about Paul. She didn't know why, but his image kept staying in her mind. She thought that she could see him again and she would get rid of his ghost.
Of course, nothing was going to happen like it did the last time. She would have command of the situation this time. She would explain to Paul that what had happened was stupid and nothing would ever happen again.
She knocked softly on the door and she heard soft laughter inside. She waited a few moments and she knocked again. She was surprised that it wasn't Paul who opened the door.
The woman was tall and slender and she looked like a beautiful model. She had long dark hair and bright eyes. She was dressed in some kind of filmy nightgown that made it evident she wasn't wearing a bra. Her panties were the same dark color of the nightgown.
"Hello," she said somewhat tentatively.
"Is Paul here?" Cindy asked.
Cindy was trying to think of a way out of this. Of course, she felt like an idiot.
"I'm Lola," the woman answered. "Paul is taking a shower. Would you like to come in and wait?"
"Yes," Cindy answered. "Are you ... Mrs. Rand?"
The woman laughed. "Oh no. Paul's not married. I just live here between trips."
"Between trips?" Cindy asked.
"I work for an airline," Lola said.
There was something very attractive about Lola. She seemed to have an animal way of moving that made Cindy uncomfortable. She had never met a woman like this.
"Would you like a drink?"
"That would be nice," Cindy answered. "Something strong."
Lola made her a flowered-looking drink and brought it back. Cindy had sat down on the couch. She sipped the drink, and she could feel the strong alcohol spreading through her body.
"That is strong," she said. "You said that was what you wanted," Lola said.
Paul came walking out of a back bedroom with only a towel wrapped around his waist. He didn't seem disturbed to find Cindy in his living room. He acted as if he had expected it. He walked casually to the bar and made himself a drink. Then he walked over and sat down beside Lola and put his hand on her knee.
"Have you two been getting to know one another?" Paul asked.
"I just got here," Cindy answered.
"That's all right," Paul said. "People learn to know Lola very quickly. She's a very friendly person!"
Paul's hand was moving slowly up Lola's thigh. Cindy felt frozen to her chair. Her breath was coming slowly. She thought it was the most exciting thing she'd ever seen. She watched Paul's fingers lightly stroking Lola's thigh.
"Oh yes," Lola said. "I'm very friendly."
Lola casually reached over and pulled Paul's towel away. She put her hand on his half-hard cock and Cindy gasped with shock. She watched Lola's fingers moving slowly up and down the length of his cock. Paul's prick started to get harder. Cindy got out of her chair.
"Where are you going?" Paul asked. "I'm getting out of here," Cindy answered. "Sit back down," Paul said harshly. "Right now!"
Cindy started to take another step, but there was something about Paul's command that forced her to obey. She sat back down in her chair again. She had a good view of Paul's cock starting to get hard with Lola's hand stroking it.
"Why did you come here tonight?" Paul asked.
"I-I came here to talk," she answered.
"Bullshit," Paul replied. "You came here because you wanted some more of what I can give you."
"That's not true!"
But it was true and Cindy knew it. She'd known it all along. She hadn't been able to get Paul out of her mind. She had found herself dreaming about him at night. Wet dreams. She'd never had those kinds of dreams before. And sitting here watching him play with another woman was about to drive her out of her mind.
"Come here," Paul said. "You can play with my cock too."
Cindy trembled. She just couldn't control herself with Paul. She wanted to run out of the room. Instead she walked across the room and sat down on the couch with them. Her hand moved down his body and she touched his cock. Lola put her hand over Cindy's.
"This is what I like," Paul smiled. "I like having two bitches to play with!"
Paul put his hand on Cindy's knee. He slowly moved his hand up her thigh until he was stroking close to her pussy. She groaned with pleasure and spread her legs wider.
"Your problem is that your husband doesn't play with your cunt enough," Paul said. "Your cunt gets hot and empty, and you start dying for some cock!"
His fingers moved higher, stroking her pussy lips right through her panties. Her pussy juices started wetting her panties. She moaned and slumped farther down on the couch. His fingers slipped beneath the edge of her panties. He stroked her cuntlips.
"She's hot, Lola," Paul said. "She came in here tonight with a hot pussy!"
"All the cunts get hot when you're around," Lola moaned.
Cindy looked over to see what Paul was doing to the dark-haired woman. Lola had puiled her nightgown up to her waist. Her legs were spread open wide. Paul's fingers were buried up to his knuckles in her wet pussy.
His fingers thrust in and out, and Lola was moving her ass in a lewd rhythm. This was much better than looking at dirty magazines. Cindy felt fires shooting all over her body. Seeing something like this in person was enough to burn her pussy up.
"Finger-fuck me good, baby," Lola moaned. "Finger-fuck my pussy good. It feels good!"
Cindy was shocked by what Paul did next. She had never expected anything like this. Paul took his fingers out of Lola's cunt. His fingers were dripping with Lola's juices. He turned slightly and brought his Fingers up to Cindy's lips.
"Suck on them," Paul said.
Cindy thought she was going to get sick. She had a look of pure disgust on her face as she turned her face away.
Suddenly Paul grabbed her by the hair and jerked her face around. He put his fingers to her lips again.
"You do what I tell you to do, bitch! Now suck on my fucking fingers! Suck her juices off!"
He gripped her head so tightly that she was afraid he was going to jerk her head off. Cindy obediently opened her mouth, cramming three fingers inside.
"Now suck hard," he told her.
She could see a lewd expression on Lola's face as she closed her lips around his fingers and started sucking on them. She didn't get sick as she tasted Lola's tangy juices. She told herself that it was disgusting to do this, and yet she could feel a tingly sensation in her cunt.
"That's a good girl," Paul said, relaxing the grip on her head. "Just remember that you belong to me right now, and you'll do anything I tell you to do. Anything, bitch!"
He moved his hand from her mouth to her tits. He started squeezing her tits so that she could feel the fire in his fingers. She almost pushed her tits against his hands, but she stopped herself. She didn't want him thinking that she was completely wild.
Paul stopped playing with her tits and stood up. He went over and fixed himself another drink as he eyed the two girls. Lola still had her nightgown up past her thighs, and she was rubbing her cuntlips. Cindy was barely in control of herself.
"Take your clothes off," Paul told Cindy.
Cindy looked over at Lola and found the dark-haired woman staring at her with a strange expression. Cindy was suddenly afraid. She didn't know what was happening, but she wasn't sure she wouldn't like it.
"I can't," she said.
"You remember what I told you," Paul said. "You keep playing games and I'm going to beat the hell out of you. Would you like that?"
"No," she answered.
"Then take your fucking clothes off!"
"Maybe she's shy," Lola interrupted. "I guess she doesn't want to be the only one naked. I'll take care of that!"
Cindy stared in shock as Lola stood up and stripped out of her clothes. She had a lush' body that looked a lot fuller once she was out of her clothes. Her tits were small, but she had nice pink nipples that looked rigid.
"Now you, baby," Lola said. "Would you like me to help?"
"I-I can do it," Cindy said nervously.
Cindy trembled as she stood up. Her fingers fumbled nervously with her blouse, but she finally got it undone. She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She dropped it on the floor, and her hot pink titties jumped out.
"Shit," Lola gasped. "You really do have a pair of them, baby!"
Lola licked her lips.
Cindy felt even more uncomfortable. She didn't want to take the rest of her clothes off, but she could already sense Paul's impatience.
She hurriedly peeled out of her skirt and panties. She was aware of Lola's hot eyes resting on her thick blonde pussy hair.
"You are beautiful," Lola whispered. "I could just eat you up!"
"Why don't you?" Paul suggested.
Cindy looked at Lola in horror. She looked at Paul, but Paul was grinning lewdly. Lola was moving across the couch to Cindy. She put her hands up as if she was trying to push Lola away. Lola wouldn't go away.
"Don't fight me, baby," Lola said. "You are beautiful."
"Get away from me!" Cindy shouted. "You're sick!"
"You'll like it," Lola promised.
Never in her life had Cindy fought as hard as she did in those next few minutes. She was surprised that Lola was so strong. Cindy found herself being forced down on the floor. Lola's hands were moving over Cindy's body, but Cindy kept pushing her hands away.
"Oh shit," Paul said. "That's enough!"
He kneeled down beside them. For the first time Cindy noticed that Paul's cock was not completely hard and jutting out like some kind of weapon. He grabbed her arms and forced them up above her head. She tried to tear free, but there was no use. He held her easily.
"Now have your fun with her, Lola," Paul said.
"Oh no, please," Cindy groaned. "Please don't do this to me. It's sick!"
But neither of them were listening. Especially not Lola. She was bending her head down and kissing Cindy's tits gently. Cindy shivered as Lola's tongue moved around her swollen nipple. She tried to move her body away, but Lola's tongue kept following.
"Stop that, you bitch!" Cindy screamed. "This is sick. Stop that!"
"You're going to love it," Lola promised.
Cindy did feel a shiver of desire as Lola's tongue brushed over her nipple again. Lola opened her mouth. Cindy's titty was sucked into a hot, wet hole. Lola sucked harder. More of Cindy's hot titty-flesh filled her mouth.
"Oh stop!" Cindy moaned. "Please stop that!"
Cindy suddenly realized that it was starting to feel good. Lola's hot mouth was starting to feel good, and there was no way Cindy could control herself. She was glad when Paul bent his head and started kissing her. Cindy accepted his tongue in her mouth.
"You taste sweet," Lola said. "Your tits taste so sweet!"
Lola was moving her head from one of Cindy's tits to the other. Lola's long black hair flowed against Cindy's hot titty-flesh, turning her on even more. Cindy put her hands in Lola's hair, but she was no longer trying to push her away.
"I'm going to eat your cunt," Lola said. "I'm going to drive you out of your mind while I'm eating your cunt!"
Lola's tongue moved down Cindy's shaking body. Cindy almost screamed as Lola's tongue touched her navel. Lola moved her tongue all the way around Cindy's navel and then jabbed inside a couple of times. Then her tongue started moving down until she was licking at the sensitive area just above Cindy's cuntlips.
"This isn't right," Cindy moaned. "This just isn't right. Please don't do this!"
Cindy kept begging Lola to stop, but she was already opening her legs. Lola's hot face went between Cindy's thighs, licking up and down Cindy's cunt like a cat lapping milk. Cindy started moaning with pleasure.
"That's right," Paul said. "You know you like it. Let Lola eat your hot pussy!"
Lola's long tongue slipped between Cindy's cuntlips, sliding deep. Cindy thought that Lola's tongue was going to go all the way to her belly. Cindy's thighs were already wet from her dripping juice.
"Oh shit, I like it," Cindy moaned. "I know it's wrong, but I can't help it. I like it!"
Lola slipped her hands underneath Cindy's ass. Her fingers gripped Cindy's asscheeks tightly as she thrust her tongue deep into Cindy's cunt.
Cindy was losing control. Her ass started lifting off the floor as she drove her pussy against Lola's face. She knew it was wrong, but she loved getting her pussy eaten. Especially by someone who really knew how to eat a cunt.
"That's enough," Paul groaned.
Lola lifted her head immediately. Her face was smeared with Cindy's cunt juices. She looked as satisfied as a well-fed kitten. She was licking her lips as she looked at Paul's hard prick.
"Now show the cunt how you can suck cock," Paul told Lola.
Lola kneeled down in front of him. She lifted Paul's swollen cockmeat. She started licking his stiff cock. She moved her tongue over his thick cockhead, licking away the hot pre-cum.
"Look at her good, baby," Paul told Cindy. "I'm going to give you your chance to suck it!"
Paul wasn't asking her like her husband had asked. Paul was ordering her. She knew she would do as Paul told her. So much had happened to her. It was as if she was turning into Paul's willing slave.
"Take it deep, Lola," Paul said. "Really give me some deep throat!"
Lola brushed back her jet-black hair. Her red lips opened. She was hungry for cock. She started gobbling his fat prick down her throat. Cindy couldn't believe how much cock went between those red lips of hers. Lola almost got it all.
There was a dreamy look on Lola's face as she held his cock deep inside her mouth. She moved her fingers up the insides of his thighs, stroking his heavy balls. Paul put his fingers in her hair.
"Shit, you're good, Lola," Paul said. "Nobody can suck my cock the way you can!"
Lola held his prick deep in her throat for a long time. Then she started pulling her head back so that her teeth scraped against his swollen cockhead. She released his cock with a soft plopping sound. Cindy could see his cock glistening with juices.
"Now it's your turn," Paul said, turning toward Cindy.
Cindy swallowed nervously. She kept thinking of the way she had refused to do this for her husband. She remembered his hurt look. She remembered her disgust. She wondered why she didn't feel disgusted now. She only knew that she had to please this man. She wanted to please him.
"Suck it, bitch," Paul said.
She knew Lola was looking at her as she got to her knees. She had the feeling that Paul would be comparing her technique with Lola's. She didn't want him to know that she'd never done this before. She wanted him to think she was a woman of the world.
She held her blonde hair back as she bent over his cock. She could taste the other woman's spit as she pressed her lips against his cockhead. Her pussy was already burning hot, but it seemed to get even hotter as she worked her lips around his cockhead.
"Take it in your mouth, cunt," Paul demanded. "I want to feel you sucking my fucking cock!"
Cindy opened her mouth wider, letting his swollen cockhead pop into her mouth. She felt his cock moving over her silky tongue into the back of her throat. She didn't gag as she thought she would. She tasted and smelled his cockmeat. She pulled her head back and let his cock out. She swirled her tongue around his thick cockhead.
"That's right, bitch," Paul said. "Enjoy yourself with my cock. Lick it good!"
Cindy have never dreamed she would enjoy doing this for a man, but she was enjoying herself. She began slithering her tongue all over his fat cockhead, covering it with her spit. The taste of his cum seemed to make her blood hotter. She closed her thighs together as she felt tingling sensations there again. She almost wished that Paul had let Lola eat her cunt until she'd come.
"Now suck it again, bitch," Paul demanded. "Suck it good. Let me fuck your face!"
She didn't have to do anything much after that. She put her mouth back on the swollen tip of his cock and she felt his hands in her hair. He started forcing her head down. She took his thick cock into the back of her throat, and then he raised her head again. She could feel something sticky on her chin and she knew his cock was leaking.
His fingers wrapped in her hair, guiding her head. Her head bobbed up and down, his swollen cock sliding over her tongue. She felt his hot knob at the back of her throat with each hot thrust. She tasted more of his cum dripping into her mouth.
"That's right, baby," Paul said. "Now I'm fucking your face. Now I'm getting a fucking blowjob!"
She was no longer doing anything. She didn't even have to move her head. He was thrusting hard into her mouth, almost choking her with each hard thrust. More and more of his cum dripping down her throat.
"Oh shit!" Paul groaned. "Oh fucking shit!"
Cindy thought he was going to come in her mouth but he had other things in mind. He took his prick from her wet mouth and pushed her away.
Lola took a moment to run her tongue up and down his thick prick. Paul pushed Lola down on her back and spread her legs. He thrust his thick cock into Lola's hungry cunt with one hard movement.
It was so unfair. Cindy needed his cock so bad. Her pussy was burning up for his cock, but Paul wasn't going to let her think about it for very long.
"Get down here, bitch," Paul said. "Lick my fucking asshole. Lick my balls and my ass while I fuck Lola!"
It was hard to believe that Cindy was allowing herself to be treated like this. But it was happening, and she couldn't help herself. She kneeled behind them and started licking Paul's hairy asshole.
She had to move her face back and forth as Paul began to slam his stiff cock in and out of Lola's pussy. Cindy could smell Lola's pussy juices and Paul's dripping cum. She kept licking as Paul kept fucking Lola's cunt.
"You're so fucking good Lola," Paul said. "Your pussy is so tight, Lola. Keep shaking your ass like that, baby. You really know how to move your hot, wild ass!"
Lola seemed to be shaking the whole house with her jerking ass. She was going crazy. She wrapped her legs around Paul's back and started lifting her ass higher off the ground.
"You sweet bastard," Lola groaned. "You sweet, fucking bastard. You really know how to fuck! You know how to fuck like crazy! Oh shit, I'm coming! I'm fucking coming!"
Lola's ass kept shaking as she started coming. It seemed like her lush young body was having convulsions.
Cindy jerked her head back.
"So fine," Lola groaned. "So fucking fine!"
Lola's body shuddered a few more times. Then Paul took his fat prick out of her pussy. Cindy saw him turning toward her. She knew what was going to happen. He was going to fuck her also. He was going to fuck her hard.
It was so humiliating for both of them, but Lola didn't seem to mind as much as Cindy. This man was treating them like whores. Cindy knew she should walk out right now. Instead, she lay down on the floor, spreading her legs.
"You want it, baby?"
"You know I want it!" Cindy moaned. "You know I need it. My pussy's so hot. I need it so bad!"
He knelt between her legs, rubbing his prick up and down the entrance to her hot snatch. Cindy spread her legs wider. She had never wanted anything worse than she needed his cock.
"Please put it in me!" she begged. "I want your cock. Fuck me with your hot cock. I need it so deep inside me."
"I like to hear you beg, you cockteasing bitch," Paul grinned. "I like to hear you beg for my cock."
"I'm begging!" she screamed. "I'm begging to be fucked. I want your cock so bad!"
He put his hands underneath her ass and half lifted her off the floor. He pushed his swollen cock against her wet pussy. He pushed a little harder and her pussy spread apart. He pushed his prick into her slowly and she loved every delicious inch of his cock. She started lifting her ass as he started pushing his prick in and out of her.
"I've been waiting for that all evening," she groaned. "I want it bad. I love your cock!"
His hands gripped her ass tightly as he rammed his prick into her a little faster. Her cunt was already dripping juice. She closed her thighs and started squeezing her cuntlips around his fat cock.
"It feels so good," she moaned. "Oh shit, it feels good!"
"Then move your ass, baby! Move your ass like you're the hottest cunt in the world!"
Cindy felt the hot flood of fire going through her. She lifted her ass a little higher. She rubbed her titties against his hairy chest. It was starting for her. There was a heat going from her belly to her thighs.
"Oh shit, baby!" she groaned. "I'm going to come! I'm going to fucking come! I'm going to come, baby! OH FUUUUUUCK!"
She lifted her ass again and again as wild pleasure shot through her. She was going through the same convulsions that Lola had gone through moments before. She flooded his cock with her cunt juices as he rammed into her even harder.
"You just keep shaking that wild ass, baby! You just keep shaking that ass and I'm going to shoot my wad!"
Cindy felt exhausted, but she kept shaking her ass. She felt his cum drip inside her. He gripped her asscheeks harder, trying to pound her ass into the floor.
"You hot-assed bitch!" he groaned. "You fucking bitch. I'm going to shoot my wad this time. I'm going to shoot my fucking wad in your fucking cunt! You fucking bitch!"
He slammed into her deep. His hot cum spurted deep into her pussy. She squeezed her cunt walls as she tried to squeeze his cock dry. He gave her a couple of more thrusts, then she felt the last drops of his cum shooting into her pussy.
"Yeah, bitch," Paul said. "You've got a fucking hot pussy. Your husband just doesn't know how to use it!"
CHAPTER FIVE
Gail Walker was not really angry at her husband. She had always known that Adam liked to mess around. She knew half a dozen of the neighborhood wives whom Adam had fucked. She had never expected her husband to get anywhere with Cindy.
Gail knew Cindy as well as anyone. She knew that Cindy didn't fuck other men. Cindy had always been a tease. So why in the hell did Cindy have to start with Adam?
Cindy was so damn good looking that Gail was afraid Adam would never be satisfied with her any more. Gail was pretty enough, but she didn't have Cindy's lush body. Of course, she was willing to please and that counted for a lot.
Gail was sitting on the couch sipping at a strong drink. She was dressed in a pair of tight shorts and a halter top, and she'd already had a couple of drinks. She was feeling dizzy from them. She was hoping she could get to the point where she would no longer close her eyes and see the vivid picture of Cindy and Adam fucking. She had walked in on them the night it had happened, and they hadn't even noticed. They had been so happy with each other. Adam should have remembered that the lock on that damn door never worked.
Gail heard the doorbell ringing. She got up. She felt a little dizzy as she walked to the front door. She didn't feel like company and she was a little surprised when she opened the door and found Brad standing there.
"Hello," she said.
"Hi, Gail," he said. "Adam was supposed to leave some insurance papers for me to sign this afternoon."
Gail cursed. Of course, she remembered that Adam had told her about those papers, but she'd had other things on her mind. She stepped aside and let Brad come in.
"They're in the living room," Gail said. "He's got them all out on the coffee table waiting for your signature."
"Thanks," he said.
Gail led him into the living room. For some reason she felt like Brad was staring at the jiggling of her asscheeks in her tight white shorts. She told herself she was being silly. Brad wouldn't be interested in another woman with a wife like he had.
Gail sat down on the couch. Brad was looking at her. His face was flushed a dark red. She found herself looking at him in a way she never had before. Brad was tall and dark, and very good looking. He was the perfect man for Cindy. Gail felt a warm flush. She wondered what it would be like to fuck Cindy's husband. Then she wondered if she could fuck Cindy's husband. He might just laugh at her. But there was something about the way he looked at her.
Brad bent over to sign the papers. It took him a few moments to sign them all. He looked back at her again.
Gail licked her lips. She knew that just the way she looked was suggestive enough.
"Can I fix you a drink, Brad?"
"It's a little early in the day," he replied.
"It's never too early for a drink," Gail teased. "Or for anything else for that matter."
Brad looked like he wasn't quite sure what she was suggesting. He seemed to want to linger a while.
Gail wondered what it would be like to have his big hands moving all over her body.
"Just one dirnk," she offered again. "Just long enough to stay and talk with me a while. I get so lonely here by myself all the time."
"All right," Brad said.
"Just sit down," she said. "I'll be back in a minute with your whiskey. See, I do remember what you drink."
She returned from the kitchen with the drink. She sat down next to him and handed him his drink.
"Drink up, darling," she said. "Maybe we'll have a party."
Brad looked a little suspicious as he took his drink. She had fixed herself another and she didn't care if Brad was suspicious or not.
She thought about coming right out and asking him if he wanted to fuck. Instead, she moved so that her bare thigh was pressing against his leg. He didn't move away.
Brad finished off his drink in just a few moments.
"Would you like another?" she asked. "I don't think so," Brad replied. "It's still a little early for me to be drinking like this."
"Well, don't run off," she said, smiling.
"Let's talk for a while. I understand you got a promotion at work."
"Not really. I just got a little more responsibility, but it didn't help much."
"No more money?"
"Not much," he said.
She kept turning toward Brad so that her thigh was rubbing against him. She knew she was making him uncomfortable. She saw him redden.
He started to get up. "I've really got to go."
"Not so fast," she whispered.
She hadn't really expected it to happen, and she was a little surprised when it did. Suddenly he was kissing her mouth, and she pulled him back on the couch with her.
"Ummmm," she said. "This is nice!"
She was also surprised at how hungry his mouth felt. She opened her mouth for his quick, thrusting tongue. She felt his tongue sliding deep into her throat. She started wiggling her tongue back against his. She hadn't expected it to happen this fast. Perhaps it was just the thought of being with Cindy's husband. She didn't know what it was, but it was making her body shudder with excitement.
"Kiss me hard," she whispered. "That feels so good."
"Where's ... the bedroom?" he asked. "Umrnrn," she said. "You don't waste any time. We'll use the guest bedroom. It's closer."
Gail didn't want to say that she also wanted to use the guest bedroom because that's where she had seen Cindy fucking her husband. Somehow it made her hotter to think of doing it in there.
Brad picked her up and walked her through the living room and back through the hallway to the bedroom. He kicked open the door with his foot and carried her inside. He dropped her on the bed.
Gail could sense the excitement burning his body.
"Will you do anything I want, baby?" Brad asked.
"Oh, anything," she agreed. "You ask, and I'll do my best."
She had no idea of what he might ask, but she knew she would do it. She had never wanted to please a man as much as she wanted to please Brad. She would show him that she was a better woman than Cindy.
Brad moved his hands up her body and cupped her tits. His fingers felt hot to her even through the material of her halter top. She pushed her titties up against his fingers.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "Play with my titties. I want you to play with them!"
He cupped her titties harder, and she sud denly wanted to feel them naked under his hands. She lifted up and reached behind her to unhook her top. She heard his gasp of pleasure as she almost ripped the top off and dropped it on the floor.
"You're beautiful," he moaned. "You're fucking beautiful."
"Are they as nice as Cindy's?"
"They're really beautiful," he said.
Gail reached up and took his head and pulled his face down against her tits. Her tits began to feel even more swollen as his tongue brushed across them. In a few seconds he had completely wet her tits with his tongue. She gasped as he opened his mouth and took one hard nipple between his teeth. His teeth pulled on the rigid bud gently and a trembling pleasure went through her body.
"Oh yes!" she moaned. "Suck on my titties. Suck on them and bite them. Make them feel good!"
His mouth opened wider. He began to gently suck at her titties. He moved his lips from one to the other, and she felt her tits getting so hot and swollen that she couldn't stand it. It seemed like something itchy was going through her body.
She put her hands in his hair and started stroking. His mouth seemed to work harder. She had never dreamed anyone could suck up so much of her creamy titty-flesh.
"You don't know what you're doing to me," Gail moaned.
But he knew what he was doing to her. He was doing it damned well. His hungry mouth was taking her titty-flesh deeper into his mouth every time he sucked. He was making her entire body shiver with pleasure. She kept running her fingers through his hair as he sucked her titties.
Her pussy was getting itchy. Adam was a great fuck, but Adam had never made her feel like this.
She felt his other hand sliding up to play with one titty while he kept sucking on the other. Her nipples started getting harder. She tried to lift her back up so that more of her titty was pressed into his hot, wet mouth.
"Suck on me harder, baby," she moaned. "I love that. Really suck on my titties hard!"
He moved his lips away from her nipple. She felt it sliding her belly. His tongue brushed against her navel and then back up again. She reached down and felt his cock pressing against his pants. She brushed her fingers up and down and his cock felt hard as hell.
"Oh yes, baby," she moaned. "That feels so good. Your big cock feels so fucking good!"
She found the zipper of his trousers and pulled it down. Her fingers slipped inside. She began stroking his rigid cockmeat. His prick felt sweaty. She was glad he wasn't wearing any shorts. She had wanted to have his cock in her hand immediately.
"Oh baby," she moaned. "It feels so hot and hard."
"Suck it for me," he said. "Cindy won't suck my cock, but I bet you will."
"You know I will, baby," she said.
Gail now understood why Cindy could not satisfy her husband. A man needed more than just a steady fuck. Cindy would never suck her husband's prick. Not prim, pretty Cindy. Not that silly little bitch.
Gail wasn't that way. She wouldn't waste a beautiful cock like Brad's. She had sucked Adam's cock often enough and she didn't mind doing the same for Brad.
"Take your clothes off," she suggested. "I enjoy sucking cock when I can see it better!"
Se saw him grin and she knew her suggestion pleased him.
Brad stood up and quickly peeled off all his clothes. He was built a little better than Adam, his barrel chest was covered with thick hairs. Gail just couldn't understand how Cindy could refuse to do anything for a man like Brad.
"Now you," Brad said.
Gail very quickly skimmed out of her shorts and pants. She saw him looking at her fuzzy bush. She moved her fingers down her trembling belly and touched her cunt. She sat down on the bed and bent back so that he was looking at the pretty pink lips of her pussy.
"You're beautiful, baby," he said. "You're just fucking beautiful!"
"So are you," she smiled.
Gail got off the bed and went down on her knees so that she could give Brad what he wanted. She heard him gasp in pleasure as she wrapped her fingers around the thick base of his prick. His cock throbbed against her fingers and leaked a little bit of cum. She lifted it up to her lips.
"Oh yeah," he groaned. "That feels so fucking good. That's so fucking nice."
She wanted it to be very special for him because she had the feeling that she would be the first woman to ever kiss his cock. She moved her lips over the swollen cockhead and felt him shudder.
"I'm going to make it really nice for you, baby," she said. "You're never going to forget me after tonight!"
Her lips smeared the cum on the end of his cock. She opened her mouth a little wider and took his swollen cockhead inside her mouth. She held it gingerly on the end of her tongue and then started sucking it slowly down her throat. His prick was ramming deep into her throat and she closed her teeth around his prickflesh.
"Oh shit, baby," he groaned. "My wife never did this for me. It feels so fucking good!"
She felt his hands in her hair. She pulled her head back a little and let her teeth rest on his swollen cockflesh. She took a long look at his fat cock. His cockflesh was gleaming with her juices and it made her hungry for more. She had never really liked the taste of Adam's cum, but this time she was going to allow Brad to shoot his load into her mouth.
She began bobbing her head as fast as she could, letting her tongue slither over his cockflesh. She'could taste his salty cum.
"Oh fuck, Gail!" Brad groaned. "Nobody's ever done this to me before. Your hot fucking mouth feels so good!"
More of his salty cum dripped into her throat and she swallowed it. The sound of her swallowing nearly drove him crazy. He grabbed her head hard and he started ramming his prick into her wet mouth. She could feel his cum dripping over her chin.
"I'm fucking your face," he gasped. "I'm sticking my cock up your mouth. I'm fucking your face!"
She could feel his swollen cock getting bigger inside her mouth. She swallowed a little more of his thick cum. She closed her teeth around his stiff cockflesh and pulled her head back. She let her teeth scrape his stiff cockhead.
She slid her hands up the insides of his thighs and started playing with his balls. His cock got bigger inside her mouth. Salty cum dripped on her tongue and she swallowed again. She knew it wouldn't be long before he was shooting his wad.
"Oh shit," he moaned. "Oh fuck, Gail. You're sucking me so good. You're sucking my cock so good! Oh shit, I'm going to blow my wad. I'm going to fucking blow my wad in your mouth. Oh fuck, baby! OH FUUUCK!"
Brad stabbed his stiff prick deep into her throat. His prick started spurting thick cum into her throat. Gail swallowed quickly, but she couldn't take it all. More of his cum dripped down her chin. She kept her mouth locked tightly around his big cock, sucking his prick dry. She felt a few more drops leaking into her mouth and she swallowed.
"Oh shit," he said. "Nobody's ever sucked my cock before. I can't believe you did that, baby."
"Cindy wouldn't do it for you, huh?" Gail asked.
"Shit no," he answered.
"I'm glad I was the first," Gail smiled.
Gail's pussy was hurting from desire, but she knew it would be a few moments before Brad was ready to fuck her. She pulled him down beside her, pushing his head down to her titties.
"Kiss my titties some more," she whispered.
Brad was hungry for her tit. His mouth opened wide as he tried to suck her titty all the way into his mouth. She could feel his teeth working on her tender titty-flesh and it sent quick spasms of desire through her. She stroked his head.
"You do that so nice," she said. "Baby, you really know how to do that good!"
He moved his mouth from one titty to the other. She felt his tongue moving around her nipples, making them hard as hell. His tongue felt blistering hot as he sucked one nipple deep into his mouth and bit down hard on it.
"You sweet bastard," she moaned. "Oh shit, that does feel so good!"
He moved closer to her. She was surprised to feel his cock getting hard again. She slid her hand down and wrapped her fingers around his prick. Her fingers moved up and down until she felt his cock getting hard. Her fingers moved up around his swollen cockhead and she felt cum dripping on her hand.
"Ummm," she said. "That sure didn't take long,"
"I don't know when I've been so horny, baby," Brad gasped. "You make me feel like a sex-crazed animal!"
"That's what I want!" Gail moaned. "I want an animal. I want you to act like a beast!"
His hands moved up to cup her titties. He squeezed them hard and then moved his hands down her body to her pussy. His mouth went back down to her cunt. He started licking at her sweet pussy hairs, sucking them into his mouth.
"Oh shit," she moaned. "What are you doing?"
"I'm just going to make you feel as good as you made me feel," he said.
His mouth went lower. His fiery-feeling tongue started licking at her plump cuntlips. Adam seldom kissed her cunt. Gail spread her plump thighs a little wider. She felt his tongue stabbing into her cuntlips.
"Oh shit," she moaned. "You're making me feel good. You're making me feel so fucking good!"
He acted like he was trying to bury his entire face in her cunt. His tongue was licking all around the inside of her cunt walls. He sucked at her clitty and she knew she was going to go out of her mind unless she got fucked and soon. She put her hands on his head and started pulling up. His wet tongue moved across her belly and back up to her tits.
"I want you to fuck me," she moaned. "I want to feel your big cock inside me. Please fuck me!"
"All right, baby," Brad said. "You're going to get what you fucking want!"
Brad moved up between her legs. His thick cockmeat pressed against her hot pussy. She moved her hands down his back and pulled. She felt his cock splitting her cuntlips apart. His prick slowly slipped into her wet cunt.
"That's what I want!" she screamed. "Put it all the way into me! I want to be fucked hard!"
Brad reached beneath her and grabbed her ass. His fingers tightened on her asscheeks as he slammed his cock the rest of the way into her cunt. He breathed a sigh as he relaxed for a moment.
"All right, baby," he moaned. "I'm going to give it to you this time. I'm going to fuck your hot ass off!"
It felt good to have his prick so deep inside her and his hands squeezing her asscheeks. She didn't want it to stop. She loved it even more when he started pushing his thick prick in and out of her pussy. He fucked her slowly, and his prick felt like a burning brand sliding into her.
"Squeeze my ass hard!" she moaned. "Squeeze hard!"
Brad not only squeezed her ass, but he moved his hands up between the crack of her ass. Gail felt his finger nudging at her tight asshole. She moaned as his finger nudged deeper into her asshole. His finger went inside her asshole all the way up to his knuckle and he started moving in and out.
She lifted her ass to meet his hard thrusts. She was already so excited that she could hardly control herself. The rhythm of his finger and cock moving into her two holes was almost too much for her to take.
"Fuck me harder!" she moaned. "I want it harder!"
She raised her legs and locked them around his back. She tightened her legs around him as he started cramming his thick meat into her.
"It's happening to me," she whispered. "Oh shit, your cock feels so fucking good. It's going to make me come. Your big hard cock is making me come. OH SHIIIIIIT!"
Her ass twisted all over the bed as he fucked her. Hot spasms of pleasure rocked her body again and again. Juices were running down her inner thighs until she was feeling wet and sticky all over.
"Keep moving your ass, Gail," he groaned.
"I'm still sticking it in your pussy. Keep shaking that wild ass!"
She felt exhausted, but she managed to keep shaking her ass just as he wanted. She wanted him to feel satisfied. She wanted him to remember how good she was when he was fucking Cindy.
"Fill me up with your cum!" she screamed. "I want to feel your hot cum in my pussy. Fill me up with it, baby. Please fill me up with your hot cum!"
"You bitch," he groaned. "I'm going to fill you up. I'm going to shoot my fucking wad. I'm going to fill your cunt, you bitch! OH FUCKING SHIT!"
Brad's hard prick seemed to erupt in all directions inside her. Her cunt was suddenly filled with sticky jism. She kept shaking her ass as she tried to squeeze every drop out into her cunt.
He gave her a couple of more strokes, and then his prick went limp. He gave her another stroke and she felt cum dripping out of her. She gave him one last thrill as she quickly flipped around and licked his prick clean.
Cindy wished that she hadn't had so much to drink that afternoon. She couldn't help herself. She was feeling so guilty about what had happened with Paul and Lola. It made her sick to her stomach, yet it also left her with a tingly excitement all over.
"Damn," Cindy said softly. She went to the bar and fixed herself another drink. She couldn't stop thinking about it. How could it feel so good if it was so wrong?
She looked at the clock, wondering where Brad was. She had expected her husband home before now. Not that she worried about him. Brad wasn't the type who would be out running around with other women. Her husband was too nice.
Cindy went to the living room and sprawled on the couch as she sipped her drink. She knew what her husband would think of her when he came home. She was dressed in a short pink skirt and a halter top that showed too much. He wouldn't like that very much.
"Damn," Cindy said as she heard the doorbell ring.
She wasn't expecting anyone but her husband and he wouldn't be ringing the doorbell. She was not dressed for going to the door but she thought to hell with it. She was in the kind of mood where she would willingly give some man a cheap thrill.
She was surprised when she opened the door. A huge man stood in the doorway. He was tall and brutish looking, not the sort of man a woman liked finding in her doorway. Yet, there was something about him that almost took her breath away. This man was different from anyone she had ever seen. Even Paul. He was almost frightening.
"Yes?" she asked.
"I'm looking for the Kendrick house," he said. "They're supposed to live around here."
"They live next door."
"Company never gets the right address," he groaned. "Half my life I spend looking for these damned places."
For the first time he seemed to notice the way Cindy was dressed. He showed no hurry to leave as his eyes moved up and down her body. He really seemed to appreciate her outfit.
"They live next door," Cindy said again.
"Maybe I ought to stay and find something to move around here," he suggested smiling lustfully.
"I don't have anything to move."
"You're wrong there, honey," he said. "It looks like you've got plenty to move!"
"Would you like to c-come in for a drink?"
It was a stupid thing to say and she didn't even know why she had said it. She was sure she didn't want this big, ugly man in her home. Especially with her husband due home soon.
"I'd love that," he replied.
It was already too late to stop him. The big man was pushing past her into her home. He looked around the house and he smacked his fat lips in appreciation.
"You've got a real nice place here," he said. "Real classy, like you. I'm Ben Collins."
"I'm Cindy," she said.
She had the feeling that playing games with this man would be like playing with fire. She wondered if he would rape her and then she wondered if she wanted it.
She felt herself trembling as she went to the bar and made him a drink. She could feel his eyes on her the entire time. He was still looking at her with hungry eyes when she took his drink back to him. His fingers touched hers and tingles went up and down her spine.
"Do you always invite strangers into your home?" Ben asked. "Don't you know that's dangerous?"
"I-I don't do it all the time," she said. "You looked honest enough."
He reached out and touched her thigh just below the hem of her pink dress. She shivered and quickly moved her leg away. She was positive he wouldn't stop there. Again she wished she hadn't had so much to drink. She felt the alcohol working on her system. She could feel her heart pounding fast.
"You've got to finish that quickly," she said. "My husband will be home very soon."
"Fuck your husband," he said.
"It's not my husband you want to fuck," she said.
Again the words just seemed to slip out of her. Ben was smiling, and she sure didn't like his smile. He finished his drink and reached for her again. This time he pulled her onto the couch beside him. His arms crushed her.
"You shouldn't be doing this," she moaned. "Oh damn, I just don't know what's wrong with me lately."
"I know what's wrong with you, baby," he said. "I know exactly what's wrong with you. I know what you need. You need your pussy filled. You need a good fuck!"
He had his arm around her again. He squeezed her close, and she felt his fingers moving down the slope of one tit. She couldn't seem to find the strength to move away. Even when his hand moved around and bravely cupped her tits.
"That feels good," she moaned.
"I was right about you," he said. "I can tell a hot bitch when I see one. You were just waiting for me today. You were primed and ready for my big cock!"
He kissed her mouth, and she felt the warm pressure of his fat tongue. She opened her mouth as his tongue slipped deep into her throat. For a few moments he worked his tongue in and out of her mouth until saliva was dripping from her lips. She couldn't get away from him. She felt his hands in her hair, stroking and pulling.
"You feel good to me, bitch," he said. "You feel real good. I'm glad you answered the fucking door!"
She felt his hands moving down her back and underneath her. He started squeezing her asscheeks. Cindy felt the flashes of fire going her. She pressed herself against him tightly and let her tits press flat against his chest.
She wanted to feel what his cock felt like. She moved her hand down his body to his prick. His stiff cock was pushing at the front of his trousers. She ran her fingers up and down it. She was excited by the feel and shape of his prick. His cock felt big, and she was sure that it would be brutal looking, just like the man.
"That feels so big, baby," she said.
"It is. And you're going to get it all. You're going to get every fucking inch of my cock stuffed inside your sweet pussy!"
Cindy felt powerless with this man. Why did strong men make her feel this way? She was completely out of control. He could do anything he wanted with her. And there was also the excitement of having her husband walk in on them.
"Oh shit," she moaned. "We really shouldn't be doing this, Ben."
"The hell with that, baby," Ben replied. "You were showing it off. Now your're going to find out what a fucking pussy is good for!"
He held her close again so that she almost couldn't breathe. He pulled her down off the couch onto the softly carpeted floor. She shivered as his hands moved all over her body, as if he couldn't get enough of touching her.
"You've got some fantastic body," he groaned. "You're really a fucking piece of beautiful ass!"
Cindy didn't have the strength to struggle as he touched her tits. For a moment he stroked her hot titty-flesh and then he undid the top buttons of her dress and unhooked her bra. He pulled the bra off her body to free her beautiful tits. Ben gasped as he stared at her tits.
"They are really fucking beautiful," he gasped. "I've never seen a pair of tits like yours except in the movies."
It was so scary to be with him. It was like being underneath a brutal, hairy ape. His body was crushing hers as he moved his hands up to her tits once again. She grunted with pleasure as his fingers brutally squeezed her tits. His big thumbs started moving over her hot, rigid nipples.
"You like this, baby?"
"I love it!" she moaned. "Oh shit, you know I love it!"
She put her hands in his hair and pulled his face down to her tits. His hot breath blew against her tender buds and made them even harder. She gripped the back of his head and tried to jerk his face against her.
"Please suck them!" she cried. "Suck my titties. I like to have my tits sucked!"
His tongue licked across her feverish titty-flesh. His hot mouth opened and he sucked gently at one of her nipples. His tongue felt rough and it sent shivers of fire through her. She put her hands behind his head and pulled his face closer.
"Suck them hard," she moaned. "That's what I want to feel. Your hot mouth sucking my titties hard!"
"You are a hot bitch," he moaned.
His mouth opened wider as he sucked all of her titty-flesh into his mouth. He was biting gently and his tongue was still brushing all over her fiery flesh. He had one titty glistening with spit as he raised his head.
"What a fucking beautiful pair," he said. "You taste sweeter than shit, baby!"
His mouth moved quickly to her other titty. She didn't think she'd ever been sucked so good before. He acted like he was trying to bite her titties off. His mouth moved down her belly and Cindy shivered.
"You're making me feel so good," she moaned.
"I'm going to make you feel a lot fucking better!"
He stood up and started peeling out of his clothes. Cindy thought about her husband for a second but it was only for a second. Then she quickly peeled out of her pink dress and panties. She saw him licking his lips as he looked down at her naked body.
"Damn, but you are a good-looking bitch," he said. "I could eat your pussy."
"Then why don't you?"
The big, hairy-looking man knelt down between her legs. His wet lips pressed against the inside of her thigh. His hot breath was blowing against the lips of her pussy. She opened her legs a little wider and reached down for the back of his head.
"Put your mouth in my cunt!" she moaned savagely. "Put your mouth in my pussy and eat my cunt!"
His face pressed into the warmth of her snatch. She closed her thighs around his face. His tongue started moving up and down her plump cuntlips. She spread her legs wider as she felt his tongue parting her cuntlips.
"Oh yes!" she moaned. "Suck my pussy. Suck it good!"
His tongue began thrusting in and out of her wet cuntlips. He really knew how to eat pussy. He ate her cunt, and she had never felt such a wild tongue inside her before.
"You're making me crazy!" she screamed.
"Oh shit, it makes me feel so good!"
His tongue brushed across her clitty. He opened his mouth wider and sucked her clitty into his mouth. He began to suck on it hard, sending wild shudders through her body. She knew she was getting close, but he stopped sucking and moved his head away.
"Now taste me, bitch," he said.
Cindy didn't protest as he jerked her face down to his swollen, brutal-looking cock. It looked just as big as she'd thought it would. The purplish-looking cockhead looked big enough to choke her. She ran her tongue all over his cockhead. She tasted his cum. She opened her mouth and sucked his stiff cockhead inside. She rolled his salty-tasting cockhead around inside her mouth.
"Suck it deep, baby," he told her. "I want you to suck my cock as deep into your mouth as you can. I want to feel my cockhead down your fucking throat!"
His hands were on the back of her head. He jerked her head forward and his thick cock went deep into her throat. She could feel the bubbly cockhead at the back of her throat. She could feel his prick throbbing hotly. She didn't pull her head away. Instead she brought her fingers up to caress his big balls.
"Oh fucking shit, baby," he said. "Oh fucking shit! I could blow my fucking wad just feeling that!"
His hands were still in her hair, but he didn't have to force her to do anything. Her head started bobbing up and down on her own. She attacked his cock savagely with her teeth and lips. She could feel it growing inside her mouth and she knew he was ready to shoot his wad.
She would have swallowed his cum, but he pulled her head back from his dripping prick. There was an animal look in his eyes. She had the feeling that she was about to get fucked as she'd never been fucked before.
"You sweet piece of ass," he said. "I'm going to rip your fucking cunt into pieces with my cock!"
He was already pushing her down onto her back. She spread her legs as wide as she could. She really was afraid of his huge cock. It looked like it really would split her in half. And yet she knew she couldn't stop him from fucking her.
"Stick it in me," she whispered. "Stick your big cock in my cunt. I feel so hot all over!"
He slid his hands beneath her asscheeks and lifted her off the ground. He moved forward until his cockhead was resting at the entrance to her pussy. He started moving his cockhead up and down the wet groove.
"What are you doing?" she asked. "Oh, put that fucking cock in my pussy."
"Keep begging me, baby. I like to hear you beg for cock!"
She knew it was humiliating, but she also knew that there wasn't anything she wouldn't do to get that delicious cock inside her. She reached down and ran her fingertips up and down his sweaty cock and over his cumswollen balls. "Oh shit," she moaned. "I want to be I fucked. I want to be fucked so bad. I want your stiff cock up my cunt. Give it to me, baby. Oh, give it fucking to me!"
His big hands gripped her ass tightly as he rammed all of his swollen cockmeat deep into her pussy. Cindy screamed with pleasure as his cockmeat stretched her pussy lips. His swollen cockhead was deep inside her belly. She tightened her cuntlips around his swollen cock and felt him shudder.
"You sweet bitch," he groaned. "You sweet fucking bitch. Use your cunt like fingers!"
He started fucking her with slow, deep strokes. She loved his fat cock. It was just as good as she'd thought it was going to be. One finger started nudging at her anus. She cried out as his finger thrust deep into her asshole. He started moving his finger in and out until she was moaning with joy. She liked feeling his finger and his cock at the same time. He began fucking her harder. His cock pounded her hard, and she felt the shiverish sensations moving up and down her body. She started lifting her ass off the ground, taking his cock as deep as she could. Another hot tingle went through her belly. She couldn't control the shaking of her thighs.
"I'm going to come!" she screamed. "I'm going to fucking come! Oh shit, it feels so good! It feels so fucking good. I'm going to fucking come, baby. I'm fucking coming! OH SHIIIHIT!"
She screamed as the wild vibrations shook her body again and again. She couldn't believe how good it felt. She was lifting her ass a little higher as her pussy juices flooded his big cock.
"That feels good," she moaned. "So damned good!"
She could feel excited shudders going through his body as he rammed her again and again. His prick was getting thicker inside her.
"Go ahead and shoot your cum," she whispered. "I want to feel your cum inside me!"
"You hot-assed little bitch," he moaned. "I'm going to shoot my wad. I'm going to ram it deep inside you and shoot my fucking wad. Get ready for it, bitch! Get fucking ready!"
He stabbed her deep as his hot cum shot deep inside her pussy. She kept moving her ass and squeezing her cunt walls together to squeeze out every drop. She kept moving her ass back and forth until she felt him shudder.
"That's so fine, baby," he said. "That felt so fucking fine. You were the best."
He kept his prick inside her for a few moments longer. She sighed as she finally felt it slipping out of her. He moved away from her and started putting on his clothes. She reached for her panties.
"Oh no, sugar," he said. "You don't have to bother with that."
"What do you mean?"
"You didn't think I came to move the furniture by myself, did you?" he asked. "I've got a couple of friends outside. They'll want to know where I've been for so long. They'll probably be pissed unless I offer to share with them."
"You must be crazy," she said. "My husband is due home any moment now."
"A gal with a cunt as hot as yours couldn't have a husband," Ben said. "Now don't you worry, baby. Hal and George will take care of you real well. They're nice fellows."
"You are crazy," she said.
"You just stay where you are, baby," he warned. "My friends will be right in."
He was dressed, and her eyes followed him as he left the living room. Quickly she started dressing. She had gotten her bra and panties back on when she heard the front door open. She could feel her heart pounding as two men came into the living room. She had never seen them before.
"Get out of my house," she said.
"Don't worry, baby," Hal Stearns said. "We're going to give you some more of what you need!"
"You're going to love this, baby," George Rodgers said.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Get out of my house!" Cindy screamed.
The two men ignored her. They moved toward her, and she started moving away. She felt their hot eyes moving all over her body, and it made her feel fearful. They were on opposite sides of her and she couldn't see any way to escape.
"My husband will be home soon," she said.
"You just let us worry about your husband," Hal said. "We'll take care of him if he comes home too soon."
George laughed, and there was something in his laugh she didn't like. He grabbed for her but she scrambled by him. She didn't feel so drunk any more. She tried for the door, but George blocked her way. She moved around to the other side of the couch.
"Stay away from me!"
"Now relax, baby," Hal said. "You're trying so hard to keep us out of your panties when you know you want it. Just relax and don't fight us. Ben said you were a hot little piece."
"I'll scream," she warned.
"Nobody's going to hear you," Hal replied.
She knew what he said was true. Their house was pretty well built so that noise would not carry. And if someone did hear a scream, they probably wouldn't care. She took another look at Hal, and she thought that he would be pretty sexy looking in a different kind of situation. Right now she was really worried about her husband coming home.
She didn't think she could stand it if her husband found out the kind of woman she had started to become. Brad had always treated her with a lot of respect. She had a feeling his respect would stop if he found her in a situation like this.
"Please let me go," she begged.
"No chance, baby," Hal said.
They had walked around to opposite sides of the couch. Now she felt them closing in on her, and there was nothing she could do. She knew she wasn't strong enough to fight them off.
"You're welcome back some other time," she pleaded. "I promise I'll be nice to you."
"You're going to be nice to us tonight."
"You don't understand," she said fearfully. "I promise I'll be nice to you sometimes when my husband isn't due. But you've got to leave now. He's going to be here any moment."
"We'll save him a piece," Hal said.
She knew suddenly that nothing she could say or do was going to talk these men out of this. They were both horny as hell and they were going to fuck her. It was too late to get away from them. Hal grabbed her around the waist and brought her around to the front of the couch. He pushed her down on the couch. She struggled feebly against the hands that started moving over her body.
"You ought not to fight, baby," Hal said. "This is going to be a lot nicer if you don't fight us!"
Hal's hands slipped around her back and he easily unhooked her bra. She stopped struggling as he pulled it away from her. Her creamy tits popped free and he devoured them with his hungry eyes.
"Damn," Hal said. "You're fucking beautiful."
"She sure is," George agreed. "Ben told us she had a pair of whoppers, but I didn't believe how big. Shit, what a pair!"
Hal's hands moved up her body and he started playing with one of her tits. She tried to fight the sudden heat rocking her body, but it was no use. Hal's fingers caressed her tit gently and he knew exactly what he was doing. His fingers rubbed over her nipples and it made her shudder.
"You like that, baby," he said. "I can tell. Don't try and hide it from me. I can tell when a woman likes it!"
She moaned softly. She did like it. She couldn't help her response to his touch. Her tits had always been so sensitive. Now they were immediately getting hot and swollen even though it hadn't been but a few minutes since she'd been fucked.
"I don't know what's wrong with me," she moaned. "I'm turning into a nympho or something."
"You're just a woman who likes cock," Hal said.
Hal put his lips on one of her hot red nipples. She turned her head to see George sitting down on the other side of her. She felt a little strange as she felt George's hand on her thigh. She had never had two men at a time before.
A tingle of excitement went through her as she thought about taking both these husky men on. She knew what kind of woman this would make her. It was something that should have happened only in books. Or in dirty movies. But it was happening to her.
"Oh shit," Hal said. "You really have a pair of nice tits, baby. They are really nice!"
Hal sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. He began to chew on it gently, and she felt the ripples of pleasure moving through her body down to her pussy. She spread her legs wider, but that didn't help the achy sensations. Having her legs together seemed to make her itchy feeling worse.
"We can't do this!" she said. "My husband will be home soon. We just can't do this!"
"I told you not to worry about your husband, baby," Hal said.
George bent his head and started sucking on her other titty. Cindy knew she was going to go out of her mind as she felt the two hungry mouths sucking gently on her titty-flesh. She tried to pull away, but their hungry mouths kept following. And then she didn't want to pull away anymore.
Hal's hand moved up between her legs and started stroking her pussy through the flimsy material of her panties. Her body was quickly betraying her because she could feel her juices soaking her panties. She knew that Hal could feel it also.
"Yeah, baby," Hal said. "You get excited real quick. I like that, baby. I like a hot-blooded woman with big tits!"
George sucked at her tender nipple. George's mouth was making sucking noises as he kept pulling at her tender titty-flesh. Cindy knew it was wrong and she still thought about her husband coming home, but she couldn't help what she was feeling.
"Suck them," she moaned. She put her hands behind George's head and started stroking his hair. "Suck my titties good. It makes me feel so good to get sucked!"
George's mouth opened wider and he began chewing on her titty-flesh. She kept running her fingers through his hair as he bit down on her titty. His tongue brushed across her feverish flesh and made her shiver.
Hal's fingers slipped into the front of her panties and rested against her furry cunthairs. She groaned as the heat of his fingers seemed to spread warmth through her entire body. She lifted her ass and pushed her cunt up against his fingers.
"You make me feel so good," she whispered. "Oh shiit, that makes me feel so good!"
Hal laughed at her as he stroked her plump cuntlips. His fingers moved up and down in her pussy as she moaned in wild pleasure. She spread her legs wider as he put one finger inside her pussy. He moved his finger around inside her snug box. She kept moaning with pleasure. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she felt the edge of his finger rubbing her clitty.
"I like that," she moaned. "Oh, finger-fuck me good. I like to have my pussy fingerfucked!"
George started kissing her mouth. She didn't protest when he started ramming his tongue deep into her mouth. She started rubbing her tongue against his just as Hal started worming his finger around inside her cunt.
"You don't know what you're doing to me," she whispered.
George's mouth went down to her titties again. This time his mouth felt a little rougher as he bit and sucked her titty. Hal started ramming his finger in and out of her cunt just like he was fucking her. His finger was already dripping juice.
Hal bent down and started sucking at her other titty again. Cindy knew she had never felt anything like this in her life. She kept moaning as the wild spasms of pleasure moved up and down her spine. She spread her legs wider and she wished she hadn't taken off her panties. It would have been better to feel his hand resting on her cunt.
"Take off my panties," she whispered. "I don't care any more. I know it's wrong, but I just don't care!"
"Sure, baby," Hal said.
At that moment the front door opened. She knew who it was immediately, but she couldn't force herself to move.
Brad came walking into the living room. He stopped suddenly as he saw what was going on. His face registered disbelief and shock. He started walking toward the two men and his wife, but then he stopped. It looked like he wasn't sure what he was supposed to do.
"What the hell is going on!" he shouted.
Hal was not upset at all. He was sliding Cindy's panties down her legs and she couldn't seem to stop him. George was still sucking on her tit.
"Stop that!" Brad said.
"Shut the hell up," Hal said. "Or get the hell out. We're just having a little fun."
"That's my wife!" he shouted.
He came toward them, but he wasn't prepared for the sudden attack from behind.
Ben had sneaked back in. Now he caught Brad from behind with a cruel blow. Brad was stunned just long enough for Ben to force him down on the floor and twist his arm up behind him. Brad couldn't break Ben's hold.
"Now you just relax," Ben said. "Your wife was enjoying this until you came bursting in. Just relax and enjoy the show."
Brad didn't say anything. Cindy knew he was still a little shocked by what was happening. Perhaps if she'd been fighting the men, then he would have behaved differently. But it was obvious that she wasn't going to fight.
"Now you see," Hal told her. "I told you that you didn't have anything to worry about. Your husband is just going to get a free show. Now you go ahead and tell him that this isn't rape so he won't get angry."
"What?" she asked.
"You tell him that you were hot for cock before he got here," Hal insisted. "Tell him that you're just a cunt who needed fucking."
"I can't do that," she whispered.
"Tell him the fucking truth!" Hal said.
She knew she couldn't lie to herself or to her husband anymore. She was a cunt that needed fucking. She couldn't help it. She looked at her husband, then shook her head sadly.
"I'm just a cunt," she whispered. "I don't know why, but I can't seem to get enough cock. Not ever!"
Brad realized she was telling the truth. He quit struggling. There was anger in his eyes, but he didn't bother to try and get up when Ben released him. Instead he seemed to be content to watch the rest of the action.
"Now, bitch," Hal said. "Let's show your husband just how much you love cock!"
Hal stood up and peeled out of his trousers. He wasn't wearing any shorts and his fat cock almost slapped her in the face. He reached down and grabbed the back of her head and pulled her face against his rigid prick.
"Suck on that hunk of meat, bitch," Hal said. "Suck it! Show your husband how you suck cock, you bitch!"
His fat, cum-tipped meat was pressing all around her lips, smearing her chin with cum. She didn't want to open her mouth because she knew what her husband would think of her. But there was something about the smell of his meat that was making her hungry for it.
Her lips parted and she caught the bulbous head of his cock just between her teeth. She held his cockhead there gingerly and she heard her husband curse softly. She opened her lips a little more and began to suck Hal's cock deeper into her mouth.
"That's the way, baby," Hal said. "Suck on my cock. You're the type who loves to suck cock. I can tell that!"
His hands were still on her head, but he didn't make her do anything. He let her control her own movements. She moved her head forward slowly, taking even more of his cock inside her mouth. She used her teeth to skim against his stiff cockflesh.
Out of the corner of her eye, she could see George undressing. His stiff prick looked a yard long and it was a lot thicker than any she had ever seen. As she watched, George seemed to shake his body and she could see a few drops of cum appear on the end.
"Take it deep, baby," Hal said. "Suck my cock in all the way. I want you to deep-throat my fucking cock."
Hal pressed on the back of her head, and she sucked his cock all the way into her mouth. She could feel his swollen cockhead at the back of her throat as his cum dripped down into her belly. Each drop of cum was like a red hot drop of fire filling her insides.
"That's the fucking way!" Hal moaned. "You really know how to suck my fucking cock. You're really sucking it now!"
He began to work his cock in and out of her wet lips. Her chin was already messy with his dripping cum, and more of his cum was spilling over her tongue and down her throat. She didn't see how any man could have so much cum.
"Now I'm going to fuck your face, bitch," Hal said. "I'm going to give you my cock right up your fucking throat!"
Hal grabbed the back of her head a little harder, ramming his fat cock deeper into her throat. She almost gagged a couple of times, but somehow she managed to keep taking his prickhead deep. She felt it dripping more cum down her throat.
"You sweet bitch," he moaned. "You sweet fucking bitch. You really know how to fuck!"
His fingers tangled in her thick hair, and he was jerking all over. She knew he was almost there. He was getting ready to shoot his wad. She could hear her husband's heavy breathing as he watched. She was sure her husband was probably sick to his stomach about what was happening.
"You fucking bitch!" Hal screamed. "You hot fucking bitch. I'm going to fill your fucking mouth with cum. I'm going to give you more fucking cum than you ever thought about getting. YOU SWEET FUCKING BITCH!"
Hal's body jerked and hot cum spurted against the roof of her mouth. She didn't want to swallow it all, but she started swallowing and the fiery cum burned her stomach as it went down.
She kept working her mouth up and down his prick until she was sure he had nothing left. Then he pushed her face away from his cock. He made her turn her face toward her husband.
"Look at your bitch now," Hal said. "She's got my cum on her face! How do you fucking like that!"
Brad didn't say anything, but she sure didn't like the look in his eyes. But it was too late to do anything about it. Besides, she had another one to worry about. George was already grabbing her by the back of her neck.
"Turn around, cunt," he said. "Get down on your hands and knees and let me fuck you from behind. I can get my cock really deep that way and bitches usually love it!"
She turned her body around so that she was facing her husband. She felt George's hand on the back of her neck. He forced her face down until she was almost touching the floor.
He moved behind her, and she felt his thick cock pressing against her snatch. He moved his prick against her pussy lips and her body gave an involuntary shudder. She pressed herself back against his prick, but he moved away.
"Make her beg for it," Ben said. "Make her beg for your fucking prick right in front of her husband!"
George moved forward again, rubbing his prick against her pussy. George's fat prick really felt exciting, and she thought she could last a lot longer than he did. It would be the ultimate humiliation to have to beg in front of her husband. She couldn't do that.
But she remembered how she had begged Ben and she suddenly knew that she wasn't going to be able to control herself now. She had gotten so hot from sucking Hal's cock. Her pussy was wetter than she ever remembered it and she was itchy all over.
"Don't do this to me," she moaned. "Please don't do this to me!"
"You know you want it, bitch," George said. "Beg for it! You know you want my fucking cock. Let your husband hear how much you want it!"
George kept rubbing his prickhead up and down the entrance to her wet snatch. She couldn't escape from the wild shivers of pleasure. She kept fighting it until she felt George push his cock half into her and then pull it suddenly back out. That was all she could stand.
"Oh fuck," she moaned. "Please give it to me! Oh shit, give it to me! Give me your big cock! I need it bad!"
That was all she needed to do because George rammed his hot prick deep into her wet pussy. He moved it around inside her cunt and then pulled it back out. He slammed it back into her again with such violence that her entire body shook.
"Is this what you like, baby," George gasped. "Is this what you've been wanting?"
"Oh yes!" she screamed. "I love it! I love your fat cock. Oh shit, it feels so good!"
George began to fuck her with hard, deep strokes. She had never felt anything like this before. It felt like his prick was going all the way through her pussy, splitting her in half. At first she was afraid to move because she thought she would break.
She could see her husband looking at her with an expression she didn't recognize. She wasn't sure if he hated her or if he was simply badly hurt. She tried to keep from looking at him, but her eyes kept coming back to him.
"Oh shit, baby!" George moaned. "Move that hot ass. Shake it!"
All of her self-respect was gone. She couldn't help it. She started pushing her ass back against his big cock. She somehow felt his cock sliding deeper into her. She loved it. She loved it even more when he reached around and started fondling her big titties.
"I knew you'd love it, you sweet little bitch," George said. "I knew you'd like having a good hard cock up your pussy!"
George tired of fucking her this way. He pulled his swollen prick out of her and made her turn over on her back. She spread her legs, but she wasn't prepared for the violent way he assaulted her. Her body shook with the force of his first thrust.
"I'm going to ride your ass off, baby," George promised. "I'm going to ride your hot ass off!"
George reached beneath her and grabbed her ass. He held her asscheeks in his big hands as he started to ram her as hard as he could. She tried to control the violent shivers going through her body, but she already knew it wasn't going to do any good. She was almost there and it didn't mean a damn thing if her husband was watching.
"Fuck me harder!" she groaned. "Stick your finger up my asshole and fuck me harder!"
She shivered as one of his fingers found her anus. He pushed his finger up into her asshole as he started pressing his stiff cock deeper and deeper into her pussy. His finger and his cock started working with the same quick rhythm.
"I love it!" she screamed. "You're going to make me fucking come! It feels so good! It feels so fucking good!"
She kept screaming as the hot spasms of pleasure shook her body again and again. Her juices started wetting her thighs as she kept lifting her ass higher and higher. She didn't think any man's cock had ever been so deep inside her.
"You hot bitch," he moaned. "That's what I like. Keep shaking your sweet ass for me!"
George was fucking her harder, and his big prick was stretching her cunt walls in a way they'd never been stretched before. She felt exhausted, but she couldn't help moving her ass the way he wanted her to do.
She was shocked when she saw Ben standing near her. He was slowly jerking himself off over her head. She could see the bulbous head of his cock. She knew that he would come all over her face and golden hair.
"I've always wanted to do this to one of those class pieces of ass," Ben gasped. "Just shoot my wad in her face and see how she likes it!"
Cindy was still aware of her husband there and she couldn't stand to have him see her with cum all over her face. She started shaking her head.
"I'm going to fucking come!" George screamed. "I'm going to fucking blow my wad in her pussy. Oh shit, baby! Oh shit, get ready! OH SHIIIIIT!"
George rammed her deep and his cum started exploding deep into her pussy. She kept moving her ass because his cum felt good shooting inside her. It was a wet balm for her overheated cunt.
George finally stopped shoving his fat cockmeat into her cunt. He rested on top of her for a few moments and then he pulled his cockmeat out of her.
Ben pushed George away from her. She didn't know what Ben had in mind as he settled himself on her stomach with his cock between her tits.
"Push your tits together around my cock," Ben groaned.
Then she knew what he wanted. She swallowed nervously, but she knew she had to do as they told her. She held her big tits together around his fiery cock-flesh and Ben started working his cock in and out of the tight cavern.
"You feel my cum, baby?" Ben asked. "I'm dripping cum all over your tits!"
She felt his cum leaking on her. She looked down and saw his thick cockhead coming out from between her creamy tits, leaving a trail of wet cum on her skin. This had to be the most degrading thing that had ever happened to her.
"You hot little bitch!" Ben shouted. "I'm going to fill your face with my fucking cum. I'm going to shoot all over you, bitch!"
Ben fucked her tits faster. There was nothing she could do, but hold her tits together around his cockhead. She felt a few drops of cum hitting her neck. Another drop of cum was running down between her tits and making her feel sticky.
"I'm coming, you bitch!" Ben shouted. "I'm going to fucking come! Feel it, baby! Feel me come! Feel me come!"
She felt his cum splashing all over her tits and up under her chin. His wet cum streaked the sides of her face. He kept moving his cock between her tits until he had nothing more to give. He finally stood up, but he wasn't finished with her. He reached down and took her by the hair. He used her wet hair to wipe his prick dry.
"You were fantastic, baby," he said. "But we'd better get out of here now. I bet you and your husband want to be alone!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
"You bitch," Brad said softly.
The men had gone. Cindy was sitting on the couch. Brad was across the room and he was looking at her with that same strange expression. She didn't know what to do. She was certain that her marriage was over, and there was nothing she could do about it.
"I'm sorry, Brad," she said.
"You go upstairs and take a shower and then get into bed."
"In bed?" she asked.
"You heard me, bitch! Clean yourself off good. I don't want those other men's cum on my wife when I fuck her!"
Cindy now realized that Brad had been turned on by what he had been watching. Now he wanted a piece of the action. She knew she couldn't turn Brad down. She could never turn her husband down again.
"Now do it!" Brad demanded.
Brad stayed behind as she went upstairs.
She took a long, hot shower and then dried herself off. She put on a little bit of perfume. She knew this time was going to be different than any other time she'd fucked her husband. Brad wouldn't be the gentle romantic with her this time.
She didn't bother putting her clothes back on. She went to the bed and stretched out on top of the covers. She waited for what seemed a long time before Brad came upstairs. He had undressed downstairs and she could see his lean body and his half-hard cock.
"I could have killed those bastards downstairs," Brad said. "I could have broken their backs."
"Why ... why didn't you?"
"I would have, if I thought they were hurting you. But they weren't hurting you. You were enjoying it. You really are a cunt."
Cindy nodded.
"How many other men have you fucked besides those downstairs," he said. "How long has this been going on?"
She hesitated only a few moments before she started talking. She told him everything that had happened. She didn't try to put the blame on anyone else. She realized that it was her fault for being such a cocktease all those years. It had been bound to happen sooner or later.
"What are you going to do now?"
"What do you think I should do?" he asked.
"I guess you should divorce me."
"Do you want a divorce?"
"Oh no," she whispered. "I don't want a divorce. I'd give anything if this hadn't happened, but I don't want a divorce. I really do love you, Brad. You're the only man for me!"
"Maybe I won't divorce you," Brad said. "But things around here would have to change."
"Anything you say, Brad!"
"You'd have to become my willing slave. You'd have to do anything I wanted when I wanted. That's the only way I would consent to stay with you."
"I told you," she said, "anything!"
She had the feeling that she knew what she was letting herself in for. Brad wasn't going to be gentle with her. He was the type of man who would make her pay for all her good times. She was putting herself in the hands of a slave master, and yet she could feel a little tingly sensation in her belly when she answered him.
"You sucked that man's cock downstairs," Brad said. "Right now, I want mine sucked and I want you to do a good job."
"I'll be great," she promised.
Never before had she wanted to give him a blowjob so badly. She knew she could keep her husband if she satisfied his needs. And she wanted it to be the best he'd ever had. She quickly got off the bed and went over to him. She went to her knees in front of him.
"I'll make up for everything," she moaned. "I'll make you happy!"
She wrapped her fingers around his cock and she lifted it up. He still had one of the most beautiful cocks she'd ever seen. She was disgusted with herself to think that she'd missed sucking it all these years.
She started swirling her tongue around Brad's swollen cockhead. She felt him shudder. She moved her tongue down the soft underside of his prick almost to his balls. She brought her tongue back up to his cockhead. She started pressing her lips against the swollen shaft.
"Yeah, baby," Brad said. "I'm going to keep you like this from now on. You're going to spend a hell of a lot of times on your back and on your knees!"
She swirled her tongue down the soft underside of his cock to his balls. She licked the sweat from his heavy sac and then sucked one into her mouth. She rolled the ball beneath her tongue and spit it back out. She did the same to the other.
"Oh shit," her husband moaned. "Let's go over to the bed, baby!"
They walked to the bed. He sat down with his legs hanging over the edge. She kneeled down between his legs and started licking his cock once again. In a few moments she had covered his cock with her spit. She held his cock up to the light and saw it glistening.
"Take it in your mouth deep, baby," Brad said. "I want to really feel you sucking my cock!"
Her lips parted. She sucked his cockhead inside her mouth. She closed her teeth around the pulsating cockflesh as she slowly sucked him into her mouth. She could feel cum dripping on her tongue as she sucked his prick deeper and deeper. Finally she felt his swollen cockhead was at the back of her throat and she realized she had gotten all of his cock inside her mouth.
"Oh fuck, baby," Brad groaned. "This is what I want from you, baby. This is what I've always wanted you to do!"
She held his cock lightly in her mouth, then she pulled back her head gently. She let his cock out of her mouth with a soft plop. Immediately she could feel his hands in her hair.
"Don't stop, bitch," he said. "I want you to suck me hard. I want to feel your cocksucking tongue working on me!"
Her mouth went back to his prick. She started sucking once again. She started bobbing her head, letting his swollen cockpole slide in and out of her mouth. She felt his prick pulsating against the roof of her mouth as she kept sucking.
"Shit, baby," Brad groaned. "You don't know what you're doing to me. You're making me feel so fucking good!"
She moved her hands up to play with his balls as she sucked him. She wanted him to be as satisfied as she had ever made anyone. She realized that she really didn't want to lose her husband. All she'd ever needed was to let him take charge as he was doing now.
Brad leaned back on the bed and her lips left his cock. She licked down the underside of his cock once more. She licked his balls, then moved her tongue beneath his balls to his asshole. She started licking her husband's asshole, feeling him shudder in pleasure.
"That's the fucking way," Brad groaned. "That's the fucking way to make me feel fucking good!"
She licked at his asshole with her tongue. She found his asshole and pushed her tongue against it. Her husband was twisting all over the bed in his excitement. She moved her tongue back to his balls again. She kissed and bit them until she felt him pulling at her head.
"Get up there, baby," he told her. "Suck it!"
She moved her lips up the base of his cock and back to the throbbing cockhead. She slowly sucked his prick inside her mouth. She closed her teeth around his stiff cock and let her lips slide all the way down.
"You cunt," he groaned. "You fucking cunt. You really know how to make me feel good."
He started bucking his hips off the bed as he rammed his prick deep into her mouth again and again. His cum was dripping down her throat, but she was getting used to the salty taste of cum. In fact, she was beginning to like the taste.
She felt his hand pulling on her hair. Reluctantly she pulled her head away. She knew he was getting ready to come and she gave him a puzzled look.
"You can come in my mouth," she whispered. "I'll let you shoot off in my mouth, baby!"
"Not this time, baby," he said. "I'm going to be coming in your mouth a lot, but this time I've got something else in mind."
"What are you going to do?" she asked.
"You'll find out," he told her. "Get up on the bed!"
She scrambled up on the bed. Brad grabbed her. He pushed her down on her back and his mouth covered one of her nipples. He started sucking hard at her nipple while his hand moved up between her legs. His fingers stroked her pussy.
She had been fucked so many times that afternoon but she could still feel tingly at the touch of his hand. She spread her legs a little wider and felt one finger slide into her.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "Finger-fuck me. I like that. Use your finger on my pussy!"
His finger started sliding in and out of her pussy. In just a few moments she could feel her blood boiling again. She started lifting her ass in response to his hard finger. She gasped as she felt his finger brushing across her clitty.
"You're nothing but a hot piece of ass," her husband told her. "It sure doesn't take much to get you excited."
"Oh no," she moaned. "I love being fingerfucked and having my tits sucked!"
"You're going to learn to love a lot of things," Brad exclaimed.
There was something about his tone of voice that made her nervous. She didn't know what her husband had in mind, but she wasn't sure she was going to like it. She knew he was still very angry at her.
"Turn over, baby," he said.
She flipped over on her stomach. She felt his fingers parting her cuntlips from behind. He started pushing his fingers in and out of her pussy and made her dripping wet in seconds.
He moved his body over hers. She shivered as his hands slipped underneath her. He started squeezing her tits. He squeezed them roughly and sent little shivers of excitement through her. His other hand moved down her belly and started stroking her hairy cunt again.
"You really do like that," he gasped.
She moaned as his weight pressed down against her. She felt his cock between the cheeks of her ass. He started moving against her as she lifted her ass to push back against him.
She figured he was just going to fuck her from behind as the other man had done. She knew she could stand that. In fact, it had felt good to have his cock inside her so deep. She spread her legs a little wider, but she felt him lifting slightly.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I'm going to punish you, baby," he said. "I'm going to make you pay for making me wait for my blowjob. Also I'm going to do something I've always wanted to do."
She didn't know what he meant until she felt his bloated prickhead pressed against her snug little asshole. Her eyes popped open wide. She knew he couldn't be going to do that to her. She had never dreamed that anyone would want to fuck her that way. She was sure it would hurt like hell.
"No," she whispered. "Oh, don't do that to me."
"You deserve anything I do," he said. "Besides, didn't you say you'd do anything."
"I couldn't do that," she whispered. "That would hurt me bad."
But she understood that her husband wasn't going to give her the chance to say no. She felt his hands gripping her titties a little harder, and he was putting pressure against her asshole.
"You just relax," he told her. "You just relax and this won't hurt so bad."
*****
"No, damn you," she said. "I'll do anything, but please don't make me do this.
Not in my ass! That will hurt."
"I'm going to fuck your asshole," he said adamantly.
She started moving all around on the bed. There was no use in it. She wasn't going to get away from his brutal cock. She felt him pressing harder and she screamed. His cockhead finally popped into her tight asshole.
"That does hurt!" she screamed. "You've got to stop. You're going to kill me."
"It won't hurt if you relax," he said.
She started twisting really wildly, but nothing was going to make him stop. He kept pushing against her. She felt more than half his cock slipping into her asshole. She felt like her asshole was being stretched wide enough to admit a leg instead of a cock.
"You bastard, you're hurting me!"
"You just keep shaking your ass like that," he told her.
She realized that all of her shaking was only pulling his cock into her deeper. She tried to stop, yet she wanted to get his cock out of her. It was burning her insides like a red-hot poker. She started twisting on the bed again, but she only managed to pull his big cock even deeper into her asshole. Finally she felt him give one last thrust and his prick went into her ass all the way. She could feel his snug balls resting against her.
"You bastard!" she gasped.
"You'll learn to love it," he assured her.
He started fucking her with hard thrusts. He gave her time for her body to relax. She started feeling her asshole getting loose enough to take his cock.
"That's right, baby," he encouraged. "Just relax, and you're going to be fine!"
He pounded her harder. He reached around and started squeezing her titties again. She could feel a quick spasm going through the backs of her legs. She began pounding back to meet his thrusting cock. She wouldn't have believed it, but she was starting to grow used to his cock being inside her.
He kept one hand on her tits while his other hand moved down her body. His fingers started stroking her cuntlips again. She gasped as he rammed two fingers up into her wet pussy. He started moving his fingers in and out of her pussy with the same rhythm of his thrusting cock.
"You like it, you bitch," he groaned. "You like it in the mouth, the cunt, between the tits, or up your asshole. You just love to be fucked!"
"Oh yes," she moaned. "Yes, I love it!"
Now she was giving her husband back everything he was giving her. Now he was pounding her asshole raw, but she was slamming back to meet every thrust. His cum was dripping down her ass and on the insides of her thighs. She could almost feel his cock getting bigger inside her.
"Fuck me harder," she groaned. "That's what I want. Fuck my ass really hard!"
He gave her more than she needed. His cock felt as big as an oak tree as he kept ramming it deeper into her asshole. His balls slapped her loudly. She started listening to the hard slurping sounds and it got her even more excited.
"Oh yes, I'm going to come," she whispered. "Your big cock is going to make me come. Use your fingers like that, baby. Use them on me. Use your fucking fingers. OH FUUUUUCK!"
Her body rocked again and again with the force of her body's exploding juices. She felt her juices running down her legs. She started trying to suck his fingers in deeper into her pussy. She felt more spasms rock her body until she finally felt as limp as a rag doll. But she wouldn't give up shaking her ass. Not yet. Not when she was giving her husband this kind of pleasure.
"Keep fucking me like that!" she groaned. "That's what I want. Keep fucking my ass like that!"
Again and again she pushed her ass back against his cock. She could feel his cum drip ping inside her. She reached underneath and found his balls. She started stroking them. She felt his first shudder.
"You damned bitch," he groaned. "I'm going to shoot my fucking wad. I'm going to shoot this time. You fucking bitch! Oh shit, it feels so fucking good! SO FUCKING GOOD!"
He rammed it deep into her asshole and his cum started spraying her insides. He kept coming in gallons. She had never felt so much cum inside her ass before. It felt like gallons. Finally she felt him shudder and the last few drops filled her ass.
"Fantastic, baby," he gasped. "We're going to have some fantastic times around here from now on!"
CHAPTER NINE
Cindy was watching through her bedroom window as Gail got out of her car and walked up to the front door. Gail was dressed just as Cindy had expected her to be. She was wearing a short skirt and a very tight blouse, so tight that it was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra.
Gail knew exactly what she was there for that evening. Or at least she thought she did. Brad had called her earlier that evening. Adam was out of town and Brad had invited her over. He had lied to her and told her that Cindy was also away visiting relatives.
Brad wasn't talking about what he had in mind, but it wasn't that hard to guess. Brad had really been interested in the part of Cindy's story about Lola and Paul. Now Brad was looking for the same kind of party.
Cindy heard the front doorbell ring and she sighed. She wasn't sure she was going to like this, but she knew she had to go along with it. She was Brad's slave.
She heard voices downstairs and she knew it was time to make her entrance. She looked at herself in her bedroom mirror and she thought that she had never looked more beautiful. She was dressed in a simple white toga like Roman slave girls used to wear. Her thick blonde hair was done up on her head in an old-fashioned way. She had a choke chain around her neck. She wasn't wearing underclothes, and her big tits pressed against her clinging gown.
She waited five more minutes before she left the room. She could hear Gail's laughter as she walked down the stairs. She wasn't surprised to find Gail and Brad sitting together on the living room couch. Gail had a drink in her hand. Brad had one hand on her knee.
"Good evening," Cindy said.
Gail jumped up like she'd been shot. Brad had an amused smile on his face. Gail looked at Brad and then back at Cindy. Her face was white with shock.
"What the hell is going on?" she asked.
"I told you I invited you over for a party," Brad said.
"But I thought she was supposed to be gone," Gail replied.
"Oh no," Brad said. "She's going to be a part of our fun and games."
Gail blushed a deep red. She was starting to understand what was going on. She looked at Cindy closely. She realized how Cindy was dressed. She smiled slightly.
"Well," she said. "This is kind of interesting."
"Cindy's going to be our servant for the evening," Brad said. "It's part of the price she has to pay."
"I don't understand," Gail said.
"I know about everything that happened," Brad said. "I even know about your husband."
"Oh," Gail said.
"That's why I think she has to pay a price for her playing around," Brad said. "And she's going to keep paying."
Cindy didn't say anything. She had been well coached by Brad about the way she was supposed to behave that evening. She was going to be the perfect slave girl.
"Fix us some more drinks, Cindy," Brad said.
Brad sat down beside Gail. Gail seemed to enjoy the thought of having Cindy fix the drinks while Brad played with her. She relaxed against Brad's shoulder. Cindy saw his hand moving down to cup her titty.
Cindy had known it was going to happen, but it still made her feel funny to watch her husband playing with another woman's titty. Especially her best friend. She could feel a funny little tingly sensation in her stomach as she walked over to them with the drinks.
Cindy handed one to Gail, but Brad made her wait for a few moments because his hands were still busy. He started running one hand up and down Gail's thigh while he played with her titty with the other.
"This is crazy," Gail said.
"Isn't it making you hot to think about my wife looking at you while I play with your tits?" Brad asked.
"It makes me feel funny," Gail admitted.
Cindy was sure it was making her feel more than funny. Gail's hard nipples were already pressing against the clingy fabric of her blouse. She was also starting to breathe a little heavy. She kept sipping her drink, but Cindy didn't think it was because of the alcohol that her cheeks were getting so red.
"Cindy," Brad said. "Kneel down and unbutton Gail's blouse. I want to play with her tits."
Cindy could feel a dryness in her mouth as she bent over. She could feel the excitement rushing down to her fingertips as she started undoing the buttons of Gail's blouse. She remembered Lola and somehow this was different. She had had no choice with Lola. She didn't have to do this with Gail.
She pulled the blouse away and revealed her creamy peaks. Gail's tits were smaller than her own, but she could feel herself breathing heavier than normal. Gail's tits were certainly beautiful, and they had big pink nipples that made them look even more luscious.
"Gail's got a real nice set, doesn't she?" Brad asked. "I bet you could kiss those tits, Cindy!"
There was a smug look on Gail's face, and Cindy almost wanted to slap it off her. But again she also knew that Brad was going to make her do everything he wanted her to. Not with force, but simply because she didn't want him to leave her.
"Yes," Gail moaned. "Go ahead and kiss them, Cindy. Go ahead and kiss my tits."
It was crazy to think of letting Gail treat her this way. She was also surprised that Gail was letting it happen. Gail had always seemed to be prudish, but she wasn't acting prudish now. Gail was reaching for Cindy's head and pulling her face down to her creamy tits.
"Kiss and suck them," she moaned.
Cindy let her lips brush across one swollen nipple. She felt Gail shudder. She opened her mouth and she took Gail's nipple inside her mouth. She held it on her tongue and closed her teeth around the titty-flesh.
"That's right, baby," Gail moaned. "That's the way. Do that to me!"
Gail was in another world as the woman she'd always been jealous of was on her knees sucking at her tits. She'd never dreamed this could happen, but it was so delicious. She put her hands behind Cindy's head and pulled her face closer.
"Suck on my tits harder, baby," Gail said. "I want to feel you sucking on them hard!"
Cindy opened her mouth and started sucking harder on Gail's tits. Gail's titty had a fresh taste. Cindy moved her face to the other tit and tried to suck it deep into her mouth. She could feel Gail stroking the back of her head.
"You're making me hot," Gail moaned. "You're making my pussy hot!"
Cindy raised her head and looked at her husband. Brad's face was flushed with pleasure. She knew he was enjoying what was happening. She could feel an itchy sensation between her thighs and she closed them together. She was letting herself get turned on while she was sucking Gail's tit.
Cindy sucked Gail's creamy tits for only a few moments longer before Brad pulled her head away. Brad made her stand up and unto the clasp that held her toga on. She breathed a sigh before she released it and dropped it to the floor.
"Hot damn," Gail said. "No wonder the men go for your body, Cindy. You are really built."
Gail stood up and Cindy had to kneel to undo Gail's short skirt. She pulled it down Gail's body and left her standing in only her flimsy panties.
"Kiss my pussy," Gail said.
"I don't want to do that," Cindy replied.
"Do it," Brad ordered. "Get down on your knees and kiss her cunt. Make her happy. You owe her that after practically taking her husband away right under her roof."
Cindy remembered how Lola had enjoyed kissing her pussy, but Cindy didn't think she would enjoy kissing another woman's cunt. Yet, she went down on her knees again. Gail moved forward, and Cindy was nearly smothered by the strong tangy smell of Gail's cunt.
"Press your lips against me," Gail said. "Kiss my cunt. I've wanted to have you doing this forever, you bitch. You were always such a proud cunt. How does it feel to kiss my cunt?"
Gail grabbed the back of Cindy's head and jerked her face against her pussy. Cindy couldn't do anything but press her lips against the swollen cuntlips. Gail kept her there for a long while as she kept rubbing her cunt against her face. Finally Gail couldn't stand it any more. She stepped back and peeled her panties down her legs. She sat back down on the couch and spread her legs open wide.
"Now make me come, you bitch," Gail said. "You were always such a prissy bitch. You were always the prettiest and the most popular. You always had all the boys chasing after you. Now make me come, bitch. Make me fucking come!"
She didn't think she'd ever heard such anger in anyone's voice. Gail was really mad at her. Cindy had never thought she would have done anything to make Gail that mad. But perhaps her teasing hadn't always been the harmless game she'd thought.
"Come on, bitch," Gail groaned. "Come on and suck my pussy."
"Yes," Brad agreed. "I want to see it. I want to see your fucking face between her legs."
Cindy had to do it. She felt Gail's hands in her hair again. She dropped her face between Gail's legs. Her lips brushed across the plump cuntlips and Gail groaned. Cindy touched her tongue to the salty cuntlips. She felt Gail's hands clamp tightly on the back of her head and Gail shoved her pussy completely into Cindy's face.
Cindy was almost smothered in the tangy juices. She quickly started swallowing and then shoving her tongue between the tangy cuntlips. She kept feeling the shivers going through Gail's body.
"Oh yes!" Gail moaned. "You're doing me good, baby! You're doing me real good!"
"I've got to get in on this," Brad said.
Cindy raised her head long enough to get some air. She saw Brad peeling out of his clothes and she knew what was going to happen. He peeled down to his shorts and she saw his thick prick pushing at his tight shorts.
Both Gail and Cindy were watching as he peeled off the shorts and his hard prick started waving around. He moved closer to Cindy and let her run her tongue up and down his swollen prick.
"Oh shit," Brad said. "Both of you get down on the floor!" Brad sat on the couch while Cindy and Gail kneeled below him. Cindy started licking his balls while Gail started moving her tongue around the bloated head of his cock. The two of them quickly covered his swollen prick with spit.
Gail finally opened her mouth and sucked his swollen cock between her lips. She began bobbing her head while the spit and cum dribbled out of the sides of her mouth. Cindy thought that she had never seen anything so exciting as this woman sucking her husband's cock. Cindy couldn't help herself as she started playing with Gail's tits again.
"Hot damn," Brad groaned. "You really know how to suck a prick, Gail. You're so fucking good!"
Gail sucked his prick harder. Cindy didn't want to be left behind. She pushed Gail out of the way, then she started deep-throating her husband. She was sucking his fat prick into her mouth all the way to his balls. She could taste his cum dripping and she loved it.
"Hot damn," Brad moaned. "Both of you. Now this is what I really call living."
Cindy sucked harder at her husband's cock. She felt Gail's hand caressing one of her tits. Her tit was already swollen and it sent shivers through her. She pushed her titty against Gail's hand and spit her husband's cock out.
"Suck me now," Cindy moaned. "Suck my tits."
Gail pushed Cindy back and her hungry mouth covered one of Cindy's tits. Her wet mouth started sucking hard at Cindy's creamy tit. Her teeth started caressing the hard nipple.
Cindy put her hands behind Gail's head and pulled her face harder against her. Gail started sucking harder at Cindy's tit. Cindy could feel Gail biting gently now and then.
"That does feel good," Cindy moaned. "Oh shit, that does feel so good!"
Gail kept sucking at Cindy's tit as Brad got down on the floor behind Gail. He pressed his cock against her pussy from behind. Gail started shivering and moaning with pleasure. Brad rammed his prick into her cunt with one hard thrust.
It was really something to watch her husband fuck another woman. Cindy could see his big cock sliding in and out of Gail's pussy. She could feel her own cunt getting hotter every time Brad thrust.
"Fuck her, Brad," Cindy moaned. "Fuck the shit out of her hot cunt!"
Brad was doing his best. He reached around and grabbed Gail's tits and held onto them roughly as he kept ramming his fat prick in and out of her pussy. Cindy could hear the sounds his cock made as he rammed it deep.
"That's so fucking good!" Gail screamed.
"Oh, you're fucking me so good!"
Gail had stopped sucking Cindy's tits. She could only concentrate on the big cock ramming into her pussy. She was driving herself back to meet Brad's swollen cock and moaning with every stroke. Cindy could see the flushed look of pleasure on Gail's face.
"Fuck her harder," Cindy moaned. "Fuck her hot little ass off. Fuck her harder!"
Brad rammed her harder and Gail seemed to go crazy. She was twisting all over the bed as Brad's big cock slammed into her. She started licking her lips as the first pleasure spasms rocked her body.
Brad rammed her again and again as her body twisted all around in pleasure. Cindy could see the hot flashes of fire going through Gail's body. She seemed to be trying to rip Brad's cock off inside her. Finally the shuddering motions stopped and Gail seemed to relax.
"Oh shit," she said. "Oh fucking shit!"
For a few moments Brad kept moving his cock slowly in and out of Gail's cunt. Then he pulled his juice-coated cock out of Gail's pussy and looked over at Cindy.
"Stretch out and spread your legs, bitch," he said. "I want to see how far I can stuff it up your pretty twat. I love the thought of fucking two women in one night!"
He didn't have to tell her twice. Cindy's body was burning with excitement as she fell back on the floor and spread her legs open wide. She watched his swollen cock as he kneeled between her legs and pressed his thick cock against her pussy. He moved slowly and her pussy lips spread to admit his cockhead.
"Fuck me deep," she whispered. "Stick your hot prick inside me deep. Give it to me!"
He gave it to her like she wanted it. He slammed deep into her pussy and began fucking her like a wild animal. She couldn't believe the violent way he was slamming his fierce cock into her. She felt like she was turning into jelly.
"You're fucking me so hard," she whispered. "Oh shit, I've needed to be fucked like this!"
It didn't matter that Gail was in the room. All that mattered was how good his big cock felt. Cindy kept raising her ass off the floor as he rammed her pussy. Her pussy was on fire, and his cock seemed to be sliding into her easier.
"I'm going to come!" she screamed. "You're going to make me come already. Oh shit, your fat cock feels good. It feels so fucking good. You sweet bastard! OH FUUUUUCK!"
The ripples of pleasure shook her body again and again. She was lifting her ass as high as she could, and she almost couldn't believe how deep his prick was getting into her.
"You're both bitches," he groaned. "I'm going to fuck the shit out of both of you. It feels so good to fuck. I'm going to blow my wad right in your fucking cunt. RIGHT IN YOUR FUCKING CUNT!"
The wicked spasms were still shaking her body as Cindy felt his body tense. Then his cum was splattering off her cunt walls. She started using her cunt to squeeze his cock completely dry. He was able to manage a few more drops and then his prick went limp and slipped out of her.
"Ummm," she protested. "It feels so good inside."
"Well, you're going to get plenty of time to feel it, baby," he said. "You and Gail."
He wiped his prick off on her cunt hairs as Cindy thought about what he'd said. She had the feeling her life was going to be really exciting from now on. A fucking blast!
