Barry rubbed Erica's clit furiously and began to fuck her faster. His balls felt like a pair of grapefruit. He slammed into her cunt with a mighty heave, and his cock erupted.
Erica grunted from the final thrust and almost started to cum. She needed one more stroke, but it was too late. Then she happened to glance at the doorway and her eyes flew open. A woman was standing there, her eyes glazed over with lust, a hand in her crotch, rubbing her pussy.
New excitement ripped through Erica's body. She stared at the brazen peeper and smiled. Then she tightened her pussy around Barry's spurting prick and screamed, "I'm there, baby. I'm cumming!"
CHAPTER ONE
Erica heated a boring dinner in the microwave. She ate quickly, without tasting the food. She threw the plastic tray in the trash with relief, glad to have it out of her sight. She hated TV dinners.
She put a new tape in the recorder, then sat down to watch a boring sitcom on TV while she waited for Jack to arrive. Usually, he personally delivered a new assignment only when he wanted to fuck her. Which wasn't all bad. She needed a good fuck right now nearly as much as she needed the assignment.
You're in a rut, girl, she said to herself. You got into commercial espionage because you thought it would he more glamorous and exciting than routine gumshoe work. Well, now you know. One is as dreary as the other. You fuck some guy into exhaustion and make sure he goes to sleep. Then you take photos of everything in his briefcase while he's asleep and turn over the film to Jack.
Well, I can't knock the sex part, she giggled.
Beats hanging out in bars and taking a chance on whatever comes along. Maybe I'm getting tired of fucking so much. Lately, it doesn't have the zing it once did. I need something to liven up my life.
She couldn't complain about the money. Jack's company kept her on a retainer of five thousand a month, and she usually got a dandy bonus after each job. Her 'clients' also quite often gave her what they called little gifts of appreciation. Usually, expensive jewelry. The benefits were a lot better than tailing cheating husbands or wives.
The doorbell interrupted her thoughts. She looked at her watch. Jack was punctual, as usual. Dull was more like it. Talk about being in a rut! She wondered how his wife put up with his monotonous ways. She let him in and went to the bar to fix his usual drink.
"Who is it this time?" she asked. "Some stuffy corporate lawyer?"
"An engineer," Jack said.
"Even worse."
He tossed a large brown envelope on the coffee table and sat on the couch. "Everything you need is in there."
"What I need doesn't come in an envelope," she quipped.
"Do you ever think of anything but sex?"
"No. Is there some reason I should? Do you know something I don't?"
"Don't throw the question back to me," he chided. "No one held a gun to your head. Are you trying to finagle a raise?"
She chuckled throatily, sexily. "I know what kind of raise you want to give me. You could have sent that stuff over by messenger." She unzipped her dress and let it fall around her feet. "Does your wife know that you fuck me every chance you get?"
"Since when did you get interested in my wife?"
She smiled cryptically, shrugged her shoulders, and reached behind her back to unsnap her bra. She made a big production of it, holding the cups over her tits with one hand and pushing the straps off her shoulders. She looked into his eyes and slowly let the bra fall away, gradually baring the ample mounds.
"Magnificent," he muttered.
He reached for her and she backed out of reach. She hefted her exquisite tits in her hands and pointed them at him. Very slowly, she ran her thumbs over her nipples, bringing them to full erection.
"Why haven't you ever asked to fuck my tits?" she said, her voice husky with emotion.
"Jesus!" he whispered hoarsely.
"They're big enough to fuck, aren't they?" she asked innocently.
"God, yes!" he croaked. He cleared his throat loudly. "Guess I just never thought about it."
"We fuck the same old way every time." She grinned. "We need some zing in our fucking." She looked down at her tits and rubbed her nipples harder. "I realized that you might be afraid to suggest something different, so I gave myself permission to take the lead. You don't mind, do you?"
"Oh, fuck no!" he exclaimed.
"Isn't that a nice word? Doesn't it bring all kinds of erotic thoughts to mind?" She slid her hands down her sides and hooked her thumbs in the top of her panties. She bent over and pushed them down slowly. Her heavy tits were too solid to swing freely, but they jiggled enticingly. "You should let me suck you off more often." She stepped out of her panties and straightened up. "I really enjoy sucking your cock and swallowing your cum."
She took a step forward so he could reach her. He ran his hand down her belly and she opened her legs so he could touch her pussy. He caressed the inside of her right thigh tenderly.
"Your skin is so warm and silky," he said softly.
"You really are a very sexy guy, Jack. Touch my pussy. Play with it."
He covered her mound with his hand and stuck two fingers in her juicy slit. "You're so hot in there," he whispered.
"Don't beat around the bush," she chided, chuckling at her pun. "Be graphic."
"Your pussy is so hot and wet," he said.
She held his wrist so his fingers wouldn't slip out of her pussy and sat down on his lap. She put her left arm around his neck and pushed her tit against his face. "Finger-fuck me," she whispered.
He began to thrust his fingers in and out of her slick love channel. She pushed his head back and mashed her lips against his. Her tongue flashed into his mouth and mimicked the action of his fingers in her cunt. She sighed into his mouth and squirmed her ass. She felt his stiff prick and moaned happily.
She got to her feet and stood in front of him. "Your fingers felt good in my pussy, darling, but I want more."
"Let's go to the bedroom," he croaked.
"We always go to bed to fuck. Tonight, we're going to start here and see where we end up." She spread her legs and casually fluffed up her sumptuous muff.
He stared at her crotch, at her hand moving idly over her mound. He slipped to the floor on his knees and wrapped his arms around her hips.
She smiled down at him and smoothed his hair back, glad that he didn't load it up with greasy kid stuff. She put her right foot on the couch and opened her crotch wide. Then she put her hands behind his head and brought his face into her hairy slit.
"My pussy is the only thing you like about me. Kiss it. Make it feel good."
Jack puckered up and planted a sloppy kiss right in the middle of her gash.
"Mmmmmmmm, that feels good." She slid one hand into her crotch, with two fingers on each side of her crack, and pulled it open. "Lick my slit."
He began to tongue her seam avidly, beguiled by her bewitching magnetism. She pressed her snatch harder to his mouth and began to rock her ass slowly back and forth.
"Good, baby, so good," she whispered. "I love the way you lick my cunt."
She tangled her fingers in his hair and began to hump her ass faster. He licked her from the top of her gash to her asshole.
"Suck me" she whispered passionately. "Put your mouth over my hole and drink my juice."
He alternated between sucking her hole hard and fucking her with his tongue. He loved the piquant flavor of her essence. He also loved the way she talked to him. It added a snappy sizzle to their affair.
"I'm going to cum, baby," she moaned. "Get my clit!"
He dug his fingers into the lush cheeks of her ass and began to lick her prominent, agitated love stud vigorously. She bucked and twisted tumultuously as her climax carried her to the heights of rapture. She lost her balance and toppled onto the couch. He twisted with her and continued to lick her clit until her ardor ebbed.
He stripped quickly and sat down by her. "Your turn now," he said.
She slid off the couch, knelt between his legs and rested her tits on top of his thighs. Her tongue flicked out and ignited sparks in his nipples. Her dynamic tongue roved methodically down his body, over his stomach, and into the patch of hair at the base of his prick. His rampant rod bumped against her cheeks as she licked the inside of his thighs.
She held his shaft with both hands and teasingly licked his bare cockhead, then her mouth closed over the bulging knob. She let his iron-hard love muscle slide into her mouth and sighed with contentment.
Ripples of pleasure fluttered through him as she began to bob her head slowly up and down. She swallowed his lance until the knob pressed against the back of her throat. She cupped his balls in her left hand and rolled them gently. She extended her middle finger and began to tickle his asshole. The ripples of pleasure became shock waves of passion that threatened to swamp him.
She lifted her head and glanced up at him, her lips shining wetly and her eyes sparkling. "Don't cum in my mouth," she murmured. "I want you to fuck me first."
"Whatever," he grunted. "I like everything you do."
She held his rod in her right hand and let the hot stalk of male meat slide deep into her mouth again. She began to bob her head up and down and employed a robust, nerve-tingling suction that made every muscle in his body flex with pleasure.
Abruptly, she fell backward. The cool air on his heated organ raised goose bumps on his skin. He lay down by her and she wiggled and squirmed against him. She melted into his arms and shivered when the feverish crown of his cock poked her belly button. She put her left arm around his neck and her right hand on his ass. She curled her fingers and tenderly scratched lightly up and down his backbone, from the furrow of his buttocks to his shoulders and back again.
He began to fondle her curvaceous ass cheeks. She pressed her lips wetly to his and give him her tongue in a sweet gesture of all-out abandon. He caressed and hefted her silky ass cheeks with loving hands. He could feel the heat of her twat when he separated the plump mounds and let his fingers trail along the deep crevice.
She captured his cock between her thighs and began to writhe. Her pussy pulsed and nearly gushed as she scrubbed her hot slit up and down his shaft. The curve of her hairy mound acted as a powerful stimulant on his pulsating prick. He fondled her ass amorously and pressed his prick into her boiling gash. His fingers danced a jig in the moist divide between her ass cheeks.
The tip of one finger touched the tightly puckered entrance of her rectum. She ground her snatch against his cock and hissed with pleasure.
"Stick your finger in my ass." she moaned breathlessly. "I like that."
He prodded the hidden orifice tenderly, getting its measure before worming gently into the crinkled channel. She moaned with pleasure as he probed her asshole. She forced her hand between them and grasped his throbbing rod. She lifted her upper leg, flexed her knee, and guided his cockhead between the slick, gaping lips of her soggy cunt.
She rolled on top of him and pushed her tits into his face as his cock sank to the hilt in her passionate love channel. He started to pull his finger out of her ass. She reached around and grabbed his wrist in an iron grip.
"No!" she growled. "Finger-fuck my ass and suck my tits."
Her solid, spherical tits were swollen with lust. Her nipples were bloated and stiff with passion. His mouth went from one fleshy, pinkish brown tip to the other, alternately nipping with his teeth and lapping with his tongue. He aroused both tit tips into a super state of firmness as his hands slithered lasciviously up and down her bare back. He pushed her tits away and smothered her mouth with a sudden, hungry kiss.
His cock pulsated inside her with vitality. She knelt over him and began to hump her ass slowly. The voracious, hairy mouth between her thighs sucked wildly on his rampant rod. Her long hair covered his face and she dropped her head and stared at the scintillating sight of his pleasing prick plundering her greedy snatch. She shook her head and chuckled throatily.
"God, baby, your cock looks so glorious as it goes in and out of my cunt." She chuckled again. "Feels pretty fucking good, too. And your finger up my ass is simply driving me wild!"
She pushed herself erect, sat very still and began to titillate her clit with two fingers of her right hand.
"Are you going to jack off?" he asked.
"Fucking right I am!" she exclaimed. "You said you wanted to watch me get myself off. Well, now's your chance. Stick your finger all the way up my ass and hold it still. Watch how I get my jollies when I don't have a live cock to satisfy me."
"Jesus," he whispered in amazement. "You are really something else!"
"Do you like it?"
"I love it!"
"Then enjoy the show, baby."
She raised her left hand to her tits and went from one luscious globe to the other, pinching and pulling at her distended nipples. She captured her corpulent clit between her fingers and began to work her hand up and down and around and around furiously.
She soared like a rocket taking off for the moon. She hovered on the launch pad for a few moments, then began to rise to the heavens with stunning speed. She sucked in her breath, got her lungs only half full. Her orgasm hit her like the back blast of a rocket and locked her lungs. A dazzling display of technicolor lights danced before her eyes. The phenomenal feeling between her legs shattered her senses.
Jack watched raptly, his eyes flicking back and forth between her frigging fingers and her passion-warped face. Her bawdy performance, her audacious behavior, awed him. She always came like a freight train hurtling down the track. He understood the carnal power she held over men, why she was so successful in the nether world of commercial espionage.
Erica loved it when she experienced such a stupendous climax. Her clitoris became so sensitive, it almost hurt. She couldn't stop frigging herself. Her tits were on fire. Her brain was about to melt. Her blood felt like molten lava running through her veins. She pulled at her nipples without mercy and agitated her clit even harder.
He thought his cock was caught in a velvet vise. Her cunt didn't ripple. The ultra-tight channel clenched and sucked hard. He wondered if he should pull her hand away from her cunt before she frigged herself into a state of total senselessness.
Before he made up his mind, she stopped. Her right hand remained in her crotch, her fingers still, merely resting on her clit. "Oh, fuck," she breathed. "I thought I would lose my mind."
"Yeah, I was beginning to wonder," he said. "Are you through?"
"God, no!" she whispered. "I'm still cumming. Fuck me! Get me before I come down all the way. Make me cum that hard again."
"I'm not sure that's possible," he said. "I've never seen you cum so hard."
"That makes two of us!" she exclaimed with glee.
He pushed her off and flipped her over. He spread her legs, slid up behind her, and pulled on her hips.
She rocked up onto her hands and knees and shoved her ass back at him. "Yeah, baby, climb on my ass and fuck my brains out!" she cried. She bowed her back and tilted the mouth of her love tunnel up for easier penetration.
He lunged forward and she moaned loudly as he skewered her. He plunged to the depths of her oily fuckhole with one quick thrust. He grabbed her hips and began to fuck her with long, relentless strokes. She shoved her ass back to get every inch of his prick in her. Then she began to rock back and forth, matching his rhythm, fucking with him.
"Ohhhhhh, baby," she moaned. "Ohhhhh, yes, fuck me! I'm going to cum! Fuck me faster! Fuck me harder! Go deep!"
He set his jaw and did his best to give her what she wanted. He drove his cock into her without restraint. His groin slapped against the cheeks of her ass. His balls swung wildly back and forth and banged into her hairy slit when he plunged to the bottom of her grasping cunt.
She moaned louder and began to hump harder. He stepped up the pace of his cock ramming into her. She began to shake and shimmy. At the peak of her orgasm, she slumped forward onto her belly. He pulled her back onto her knees and continued to fuck her diligently. She cried out and began to shake harder.
"My ass," she wailed.
CHAPTER TWO
"What about your ass?" Jack asked.
"Fuck it!" Erica yelped. "Stick your cock up my ass!"
"My God, won't that hurt?"
She shook her head to clear her thoughts. Her orgasm had waned just enough to allow her to concentrate her thoughts. "Don't argue, dammit! Fuck my ass! I know what I'm doing!"
He spread the cheeks of her ass and pulled his cock out of her cunt. She sighed softly as the glans pressed against her tight rear entrance. She slumped onto her stomach and he followed her. He pressed harder and felt the hot, tight mouth of her ass open to admit the slippery tip of his prick.
She hissed with pleasure as his demanding shaft bored insistently into her small anal opening. She lay dormant, spread out under him on the floor as he screwed his prick into her asshole. Her passion began to build as his thick lance speared into the tight hole. She murmured softly and wiggled her ass to urge him on. He began to fuck her slowly and her sphincter began to loosen.
"You've done this before, haven't you?" he panted.
"I've done a lot of things before," she chuckled. "You aren't the only one who fucks me, you know."
He hunched his cock into her hard and she chuckled again.
"Do I detect a hint of jealousy?" she chided. "And you a married man. Isn't your wife a good fuck?"
"Nobody is as good a fuck as you!" he grunted.
She laughed out loud and hunched her ass up. He began to drive his dick into her. She spread her legs wide and began to lever her perky rear end up and down. She loved the way his throbbing shaft stretched her asshole. She began to fidget and squirm and buck. He quickened his pace, driving the full length of his cock up her ass. She began to moan and writhe convulsively. She pounded her fists on the carpet and squealed.
"Cum in me! Fill my ass with your hot cream!"
He suddenly realized that he hadn't even thought about getting off. The moment he thought about it, it happened. With a guttural groan of pent-up passion, he buried his cock to the hilt in her delicate ass and sent a thick stream of boiling jizz spurting deep into her guts.
Her body began to shake as his cum poured into her, setting off another orgasm. She humped her ass madly and screamed as she paid another visit to nirvana.
Her body went slack and she lay quietly under him. He slowly withdrew his cock from her asshole and flopped onto his back at her side.
"Jesus!" he muttered.
"Uh huh," she agreed, grinning broadly. "Did you like fucking my ass?"
"Yeah," he said. "I didn't know you fucked that way."
"You know very little about me as a person," she said. "Do you fuck your wife in the ass?"
"No. She's too inhibited to try anything different."
"Maybe you just don't know how to approach her, or get her in the right mood. Bring her over sometime, and I'll show her what she's missing. Or maybe you would like for me to take her to lunch and discuss it with her."
"That wouldn't be a good idea," he said quickly. "She wouldn't understand."
"She's your wife," Erica said. She pushed herself to her hands and knees and leaned over to kiss him lightly on the lips. "I'm going to clean up so your cum doesn't dribble all over the place."
"Yeah, I'd better do the same," Jack said.
"You can use the guest bath. I'll fix you a fresh drink. I want to talk to you."
When he returned, she stood in the middle of the living room, naked, with her legs apart and her tits arched up and out in their full glory.
He stared openly at her gorgeous, naked body. "God, you're a sexy bitch," he said. "Are you trying to turn me on again?"
She handed him a fresh drink and continued to stand in front of him. "The thought crossed my mind. A mouthful of your tasty cream would really hit the spot."
"Let's do a 69, with you on top so I can look at your pretty pussy and play with your ass while I lick you."
"After we talk," she said firmly. "I've been thinking about getting into another line of work."
"You what?" he blurted.
"My life is in a rut. I need a change. Maybe chasing cheating husbands and wives wouldn't be so bad after all."
"You can't do that," he insisted.
"Why not? I'm a free agent."
"Not entirely. You know too much. If you decided to take that knowledge to a competitor, you could do us a lot of damage."
"I have no intention of doing this kind of work again. Suppose I simply retire?"
"Can you retire and still afford this lifestyle?"
"Oh, I might have to give up a few things."
Like the expensive video recording system all through the house, she said to herself. "I might even have to sell some of the jewelry I got as gifts from your targets. Not that I care. It isn't important to me anyway. I'm tired of being a whore, Jack. I want a change."
"You aren't a whore," he said soothingly. "You're a high class commercial spy. You merely use the means available to do your job."
"A high class whore is still a whore," she retorted.
"You wouldn't be happy doing anything else. You like sex too much. And, where else could you make as much money?"
"You seem to think I would have to give up sex if I became a regular gumshoe. I fucked all I wanted before I met you. I'm sure I can again. I'm not a dried up old prune, you know."
"Give it some more thought, Erica. Don't go off the deep end and do something you'll regret later. If you're after an increase in your retainer, I can't give it to you. I can, and will, authorize an increase in your bonus."
"Money isn't the issue, Jack," she said with annoyance. "Forget it." She stretched languidly, accentuating her large tits. "Let's go to bed and do a 69."
Jack blinked in surprise. "You mean you're still willing?"
She gave him a stern look of disbelief. "Why not? I said that I want to eat your cum, and you said that you want to lick my pussy. If we do both at the same time, that sounds like a 69 to me."
"But do you really want to do it?" he insisted.
"Honey, more men have talked themselves out of a piece of pussy than you would believe. When a woman says yes, shut up and get the show on the road. If you want a deep philosophical discussion, go stand in front of a mirror and talk to yourself. I'm going to bed. If you don't come with me, I'll cum by myself."
Erica walked away without another word. Jack followed a couple of minutes later. She lay on her back in the middle of the bed, idly fingering her slit. He stood at the side of the bed for a moment, admiring her naked body.
"Looks like you started without me," he quipped, watching her finger move slowly up and down her slit.
She smiled flirtatiously. "I'm just getting it warmed up for you."
"Your pussy sure does look good," he said.
"Good enough to eat?" she asked coyly.
"Oh, yes!"
"Then come get it." She continued to play in her pussy while he got on the bed. "It's real juicy."
"I've never seen it when it wasn't."
"Yeah," she grinned. "And it's such a nice feeling. Being horny all the time keeps me so alert. Kind of on edge, but not desperate. I like it."
"You simply like sex."
He dragged the tip of his finger through her gash. She purred and moved her hand. He gazed amorously at her hot, wet slit. Her sleek lips gaped wide, inviting his finger or tongue. Or both. He flattened his hand over her hairy mound and touched her palpitating love button with the tip of his finger. He began to tickle the slippery, agitated love stud lightly.
She shivered and sighed deeply. "Let's do it!" she whispered urgently. "I want to feel your cock throb in my mouth and your tongue on my clit."
"I want you on top," he reminded her.
She got on her knees and pushed him onto his back. She straddled his head and bent over. She held his prick in her right hand and began to lick around the base, through the thick thatch of hair.
He reached up with both hands and fondled the cheeks of her ass lovingly. He stuck his thumbs into the slight hollow along each side of her cunt so he could caress the puffy lips while he sucked her snatch.
She held his balls in her left hand and rolled them gently around as she worked her tongue up his shaft and around the tip of his cock. Using the bulging knob as her starting point, she covered his entire shaft with saliva, licking and kissing the knob each time her tongue returned to the top of his prick.
He pulled her cunt down and buried his mouth in the succulent flesh. The juicy wetness of her gash covered his tongue, stimulated his taste buds. His hands began to rove over the silky smoothness of her buttocks. He kissed and licked the open lips of her long slot and savored the sex sauce flowing into his mouth.
She took his fat prong between her lips and began to suck gently, slowly drawing it into the splendid, wet warmth of her mouth. She felt his body quiver with excitement as she fingered his nuts and sucked his cock.
His brain pounded with excitement. Liquid fire spread through his body as he licked and kissed the beautiful woman's delectable pussy.
Erica rocked back and forth, dragging the full length of her heated gash over his chin and mouth and nose. Her body was alive with inspiration. She knew she would soon shoot her juice into his mouth. She wanted his cream flowing into her mouth simultaneously.
He concentrated on the intense pleasure of her tender, loving lips sliding up and down his stiff rod. Her full lips clung tightly to his prick and loved it with a steadily increasing passion. Vaguely, above his own panting and slurping, he heard the sounds of her watery, gluttonous mouth as she gobbled his cock avidly.
She gurgled around his cock and smothered his mouth with hairy, wet flesh as her pussy exploded. The fruit of her fulfillment poured into his mouth. He swallowed the juice eagerly and continued to lick her slit, knowing she was so hot that one climax would not satisfy her. His body quivered with excitement as she continued to gobble his dick and fondle his balls.
He felt his cum building to the bursting point. He delayed his climax so his cock would erupt in her mouth at the precise instant her cunt exploded again. With a groan of zealous longing, he buried his mouth in her luscious crack and assaulted her clit with furious vibrations of his tongue, licking lickety-split.
Erica tightened her lush lips around his pulsating prick and bobbed her head rapidly up and down, working her drenched mouth on his cock in a frenzy. She clenched his head between her velvety thighs and mashed her cunt into his mouth.
He thrust his hips up, drove his prick into her throat and sent a thick stream of boiling jizz into her mouth. He felt her body shaking and heard her choking as the rich jets of cream spurted into her mouth.
Her crack boiled over with lust as she twisted and writhed on top of him. She nearly smothered him with the soft flesh of her snatch as she bucked her loins violently and squirted her own joy juice into his mouth. Her cheeks ballooned from the force and magnitude of his robust climax. She emptied his cock, then licked up the few drops of cum that had seeped out between her lips.
She turned around, glued her sticky lips to his and gave him a passionate tongue kiss. She sat up and grasped his limp prick in her hand.
"Well, I guess that's that for tonight, huh? What are you going to do if your wife wants you to fuck her when you get home?"
"She won't," he said with confidence. "We have to plan it in advance and put it on her social calendar."
"She might surprise you one of these days."
"That will be the day!" he snorted.
CHAPTER THREE
Erica began to shed her clothes the moment she entered the door of her house. She much preferred nudity, and seldom wore clothes at home. By the time she reached her bedroom, she had her clothes draped over her arm and wore only her shoes. Casually, she tossed her clothes on the bed, kicked off her shoes and walked sprightly into the bathroom.
She looked forward to a leisurely, relaxing bubble bath, with something extra thrown in, before her 'date' for the evening arrived. She always put herself in the proper mood in advance so she didn't have to work at turning on in case the guy was a dud. Although she knew how to fake passion and orgasms, she hated doing it. She might use pussy to accomplish her goal, but she didn't have to act like a typical whore.
She removed her make-up while the tub filled. She climbed in, rested her head on a folded towel and closed her eyes. Would George be a good lover? Engineers were usually so stodgy and narrow-minded. Could he turn her inside out the way she liked? Would she have to coax him to lick her pussy? She hoped he had a pleasing cock.
Her last target had one of the most peculiar cocks she had ever seen-short and stubby, with a monstrous head. Fucking him was like trying to fuck an apple. He never did get the damn thing in her. That big head gave her clit a workout, but she missed being penetrated. If she only wanted her clit stimulated, a woman would do the job just as well. And women had much better imaginations.
She must remember to ask Jack how he arranged her liaisons. When she first started working for him, she had trouble imagining him pimping for her. But the evidence said otherwise. The men knew what to expect from her when they arrived, and usually had their gifts ready to present. Now that she knew Jack better, she could imagine most anything of him.
She wondered about Jack's marriage. She had never met his wife. Was she as shy and inhibited as he said? If so, why did he marry her? Maybe he only said that to justify fucking other women. Was it a marriage of convenience? Did she have money? Was she related to someone in his company who could help advance his career?
Maybe I should make a point of meeting the lady, she thought. I have a feeling that he is more my adversary than my friend. Knowing his wife just might help.
The water began to cool, and she opened the drain. She removed the pulsating shower head from the holder and set it for concentrated pulses. She propped one foot on the side of the tub to open her crotch wide and began to rub the head over her pussy. After a few moments, she held the head a few inches away and directed the water on her clit.
Her climax came promptly. As she expected, it didn't even weaken her knees. It began, crested and ebbed almost in the blink of an eye. It did, however, serve the purpose of blunting the edge of her lust and simultaneously whetting her longing for greater fulfillment.
She dried her voluptuous body briskly and went back into the bedroom. She strapped on the clitoral stimulator she affectionately called her Bumble Bee and set the control on the lowest setting. Then, still naked, she checked her video equipment. Each room was equipped with at least one low-light, high resolution miniature camera with a wide angle lens. The living room had three, and the bedroom had four. Although the equipment cost a bundle, she considered it a good investment.
The delicately buzzing Bumble Bee radiated hot vibes to her clit as she made her last minute checks. Her clit tingled delectably, heralding better things to come. She was ready for the rest of the self-indulgent ritual that would put her in the proper mood for the evening. She was glad that George was taking her out to dinner. She hated to eat alone. Cooking for one frustrated her. She usually ended up popping a bland TV dinner in the microwave.
She returned to her bedroom, got her trusty vibrator and lay down in the middle of the bed on her back. She caressed the vibrator as she lubricated it. She wished the head on the tool was larger. She liked cocks with bulging heads. She wondered if George's cock had a large knob. The size of a cock didn't really matter that much. Most of the men she had fucked over the years were about the same size. She had no reason, or right, to expect that George's cock would exceed the average. But an exquisitely sculpted cock-head positively made her mouth water and her pussy melt.
She adjusted the vibrator to the highest setting, spread her legs and touched the end of the device to the bottom of her slit. As she played the soft tip of the vibrator around the mouth of her cunt, she conjured up an image of George, naked, with his cock fully erect, standing by the bed ogling her wanton, lush body.
She pretended she was doing herself with the fake prick at his request, getting her pussy so hot and juicy that his cock would easily penetrate her to the core of her very existence.
The tip of the tool parted the thick lips of her pussy as she moved it slowly up her gash. She avoided her clit, running the soft plastic in a wide circle around the erect stud. She rubbed the tip through the abundant crisp curls covering her crotch, back between her labia, and down to her saturated hole again.
This time, she inserted the tool, gradually slipping the full length up her greedy quim. Holding it there, she let the insistent vibrations start the sensuous ripples of sensation that would soon spread over her body.
"Ahhhhhh, you feel so good, Dickie," she murmured. "Do me good, baby. Give me a good cum."
She'd named the vibrator after the first guy she fucked. A bumbling, inept young man, with a cock about the size of her index finger, who shot off after two quick humps. He refused to go down on her with her cunt full of cum, so she had to get herself off by hand. Needless to say, she never went out with him again.
Her hips began their subtle undulations as her body took over and dictated her actions. She pumped the tool in and out of her slick sex channel slowly, with a twist of her wrist. Her well-conditioned cunt muscles spontaneously clasped and relaxed around the pliant rod. She exercised her inner muscles daily with vibrators of different sizes. She learned the technique from an article in a magazine that recommended a pencil. Who could get off on a pencil? If she rubbed the eraser over her clit, would it make her prized pleasure button disappear?
"You're doing me good, Dickie. Keep up the good work and I just might adopt you."
She began to emphasize the twist of her wrist at the end of each stroke, reversing the motion as she pulled Dickie out of her liquefied twat. Too bad a man couldn't duplicate that action with his cock! Her pussy began to feel better and better. Her hips began to lift off the bed and rotate in wild gyrations. It was time for her next move. Easing Dickie out of her hot hole, she pushed his blunt nose up through her hairy slit, gradually sneaking up on her clitoris.
"Aaahhh, yes, you little bastard," she gasped. "Get it. Get my clit good! Make me cum, you fucker! Make me explode with delight!"
His nose generated tumultuous, heavy-duty responses in her clit. She tipped him over and rubbed her joy buzzer with the side of the shaft. The sensations began to amplify swiftly. Her ass began to heave up and down and twist round and round. She had to use both hands to hold him in place.
Her orgasm came with a furious rush. She nosed Dickie over and shoved him back into her soggy hole. She collared her clitoris between two fingers and began to frig herself feverishly, as she had done when she fucked Jack the day before. She squealed with rapture, cumming in her cunt and her clit simultaneously.
The dual orgasm was exactly the kind she treasured. And seldom got from a man. Still, it left her anticipating a good ride on George's hard cock. To paraphrase Mae West, a hard man is good to find.
Now that she had her motor running smoothly, she got up and dressed for her date.
She put on a black, form-fitting, mini-length sheath that showed lots of cleavage and most of her gorgeous gams. Under it, she wore only a black garter belt supporting sheer black hose. Being nude under the dress made her feel like a wanton woman, which added to the fun. She chose high heels to accentuate her shapely calves and foxy ass.
George was a tad under six feet, with light brown hair, brown eyes and a deep tan. Either he worked outside a lot, or he spent a lot of time tanning his hide in a salon.
"Hello," he said. "I'm George." He handed her a large bouquet of roses, then seemed undecided what to do next.
Erica gave him an alluring smile. "I'm Erica."
She laid the flowers on the hall table and solved his dilemma by kissing him. His lips came alive under the sensual contact. The tip of his tongue caressed her lush lips. She opened her mouth and his tongue quickly entered and began to explore.
Erica stepped back, drew a deep breath and laughed lightly. "Whew, you sure know how to kiss."
"You look terrific," he said earnestly. "Whatever perfume you're wearing, it makes you smell fabulous. And you look so damn sexy. I know I'm being bold, but why don't we stay here so I can eat you?"
"You don't sound like the engineers I usually meet!" She patted his cheek and chuckled. "You shouldn't eat your dessert before the main course," she said softly.
"My Granddaddy always did. Said he didn't want to get filled up with the other stuff and not have room for the best part of the meal."
"I'm more traditional," she said. "Dinner first, then we'll see how it goes." She gave him another quick kiss on the lips. "I like your style. Come in while I put these lovely flowers in water. You can leave your briefcase in the hall, if you wish. That way, you won't forget it later."
His choice of restaurant pleased her. She wondered if he was putting on the dog, or he sincerely liked her. "You have good taste," she said. "Tell me about yourself."
"What's to tell?" he replied with a shrug. "I've never been married, I'm a construction engineer, and I never thought I would have the pleasure of dating such a beautiful woman."
"You have a glib tongue," she said with a soft laugh. "Maybe later we'll see how well you can use it for other things. A construction engineer, huh? That explains your beautiful tan."
"Yeah, most of my work is outside. I also spend as much time as possible at a nudist park."
"Really? I think going to a nudist park would be neat. Maybe you would take me sometime."
His eyes riveted on her chest. "Unless you're wearing an awful lot of padding under that dress, you would cause a riot."
"You're an engineer. You figure out how I could be wearing a lot of padding and still show so much skin."
"My point exactly," he said. He forced his eyes up and grinned. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to stare."
"A lady doesn't mind if the proper man stares at her." Erica smiled coyly. "I read that a lady is one who never shows her underwear unintentionally."
"As far as I can tell, you aren't wearing underwear. On top, anyway."
"My point exactly," she replied, giving his own remark back to him. "You'll have to wait to see what I have on the bottom."
"Whatever it is, it must be lovely. Forgive me. I'm being bold and we hardly know each other."
"I won't hold it against you."
He grinned and took another chance. "What I most want you to hold against me is your fantastic body," he quipped.
"Ouch," she teased. "Your puns are terrible."
"I'm an engineer, not a writer of wit. I didn't know what to expect when Jack set this up."
Good. He brought up Jack. Now she could mention him without awkwardness. "Blind dates can be murder. I hope I exceed your worst expectations. You must do something outstanding for Jack to be interested in you."
"Jack is what the business world calls a shark. He's always on the lookout for an opportunity to make money. I developed a new process for building walls that is much cheaper and a lot stronger. He thinks it can be adapted to build other things, like highways, for example. His company isn't in the construction business, he can make money by licensing other companies to use the process."
"Sounds like Jack," Erica said. "What did he tell you about me?"
"That you're a good friend. I don't usually accept blind dates. He built you up so much, I just had to see for myself. He didn't do a good enough job. He never used the word superb, and he should have."
She patted his hand and smiled. "George, let me tell you a little something about the way a woman's mind works. Generally, if she knows the man, she knows when she accepts a date whether she's going to give him the only thing he really wants from her. If it's a blind date, or a man she knows, but has never dated, she knows within the first thirty minutes. More often than not, men talk themselves out of bed, not into it. I love the compliments. What woman in her right mind wouldn't? But don't try too hard. Okay?"
"I'm not trying at all," he assured her. "I'm not in the habit of saying things I don't mean, or saying things just to gain some advantage. You made up your mind the moment you saw me. I'm not going to ask what you decided."
Their food arrived and they fell to it with gusto. George kept refilling her wine glass and Erica did her best to stay ahead of him. When there was nothing but scraps left on her plate, she sat back and sighed contentedly.
"Delicious," she said. "I'll have to work out every day for a month to get rid of all the calories. I didn't mean to make a pig of myself, but it was simply too good to leave."
"You might as well eat it all," he said. "They don't give doggie bags here. Ready for dessert?"
"Good Lord no!" she exclaimed. "I couldn't eat another bite."
"They serve extraordinary Cherries Jubilee." He grinned. "But Jack said that you prefer cheesecake. I know a little coffee house that has cheesecake to die for. Interested?"
"Why don't you call me for another date and we'll go there?" She lifted one eyebrow. "If you're going to be in town for a while."
"Hard to tell," he answered honestly.
He settled the bill and escorted her to the car. The cool night breeze blew under her short dress and made her pussy tingle. She felt more risque than she had in weeks. She suddenly looked forward to fucking this man.
"Would you like to go dancing?" he asked.
"Not really," she replied quietly. "It's nice of you to ask, but you had something else in mind earlier." She put her hand on the top of his thigh and squeezed gently. She felt content, with an abundant measure of anticipation mixed in. "Unless you've changed your mind, why don't you take me home and let me make your wish come true?"
CHAPTER FOUR
At the door to her house, George took the key and unlocked the door. Erica went in first, turned around and melted into his arms. He put his arms around her and kicked the door shut. She pulled his hands down and put them under her short skirt. His hands felt hot against her bare ass cheeks.
She gurgled into his mouth, a naughty sound that expressed precisely how she felt, and ground her prominent mound against his cock. She felt wanton and mischievous and hornier than a Texas longhorn.
She put her feet on top of his and they stumbled into the living room, laughing drunkenly-more from lust than wine. She held him in an unrelenting embrace and kissed him exuberantly, hungrily, without inhibition. She nearly shoved her tongue all the way down his throat. He fondled her sumptuous bare ass and ground his crotch against hers as he returned her kiss her with equal fervor.
"Damn!" he breathed, licking her lips tenderly. "When you make up your mind, you don't waste time, do you?"
She tilted her head back and looked into his eyes. "I love to fuck, George. I don't fuck a guy just because he buys me a nice dinner and holds the door for me. I have to like him. And I like you." She chuckled sexily. "Besides, champagne really turns me on. After two or three glasses, I'm ready to fuck the whole world. I think I drank a whole bottle of the delicious stuff tonight."
"I'll bring along a case of the stuff next time," he laughed.
"Tell me what you're going to do to me!" she whispered, darting her tongue in and out of his mouth.
"Why don't I start by licking you inside and out and see where that leads?" he teased. He unzipped her dress and pushed it off her shoulders.
"I love being licked," she said breathlessly. She kissed him passionately. She kept her lips plastered to his as he worked the dress over her hips.
He pushed her back and looked at her. "Damn," he whispered. "I've never been out with a woman who didn't wear panties at least. I love it." He caressed her magnificent tits lovingly.
"My bedroom is down the hall on the right," she whispered.
She gave him another torrid kiss and began to back up. He put his hands on her shapely hips and guided her to the bedroom. Small lamps with blue bulbs on each side of the bed gave off just the right amount of light for a seductive setting.
She felt the back of her legs hit the bed and broke the kiss. She sat down and looked at him flirtatiously, her eyes sparkling with delight. "Show me your tongue. I want to see if you really can lick me inside and out."
He stuck his tongue all the way out and waggled it at her. "What do you think? The way you've flaunted your sexuality all night has given it extra strength."
She cocked her head to side and grinned. "Are you saying that I'm acting like a wanton woman?"
"Yes. And you know it."
"Sure, but a girl likes to hear that her efforts have been noticed," she giggled.
"You're something else," he laughed. He began to undress quickly, tossing his clothes every which way as he tore them off.
"You'd better believe it, baby! You've never met a woman like me." She rotated on her ass and lay back on the bed with her legs open and her arms folded under her head to lift and emphasize her lavish tits. "You're looking at prime pussy, wet and ready."
He stood tall and straight, with his hands on his hips. His rugged rod stood out proudly, pulsating with the beat of his heart. He gazed lovingly at her voluptuous body, and his blood burned as it raced through his veins.
"Fabulous," he whispered reverently.
"You say the nicest things," she murmured. She took a deep breath and arched her back to lift her stunning tits a little higher, accent them a little more. Posing naked for his admiring eyes thrilled her, added to her stimulation.
He lay down on his side, facing her. She turned to face him and reached for his cock. She ran her hand all over the tool, trying to deduce its shape by touch alone. She gave up with a deep sigh of resignation.
"That didn't sound like a sigh of contentment," he said, feeling a little defensive.
"I was trying to tell how your cock is shaped by feel alone, but I can't."
"So? That still doesn't explain the sigh."
"A cock with a beautifully shaped head makes me all squishy inside."
"Maybe you'd better not look at it," he said. "You might decide you don't like it and kick me out of bed. Then I'd have to go home frustrated."
"Oh, baby, don't be silly! Of course, I won't kick you out of bed. Not right now, anyway," she giggled. "I want to fuck as badly as you do. I'm not saying that I won't like fucking you, or that I won't cum really hard, as I always do. I just want to take a close look at your cock."
"Well, I guess I'll just have to take a chance," he said as he rolled onto his back.
She rolled over and sat up by his hip. She peered intently at his rampant rod for a few moments.
"Want a magnifying glass?" he quipped.
"Not hardly, dear! Anyone who can't see this lovely thing with the naked eye is blind." She ran the tip of her forefinger around the bulging ridge at the base of the head. "Outstanding," she muttered. She wrapped her fist around the bare knob and rotated her hand. "Mmmmmm, sensational. Much better than I expected, to be honest."
"Thank you. I'm glad you like it. It's the only one I've got."
"I adore it," she whispered affectionately. She bent over, kissed the tip of the sensitive flesh, then ran her tongue all the way around the head. "I always cum when I have a cock in me, but a cock like yours makes me cum even harder."
"God, I sure hit the jackpot tonight!"
Erica chuckled and kissed his cockhead again. She leaned to her left and kissed him on the mouth. "Now, I believe you said something about licking me inside and out."
"You can go right ahead with what you're doing. I don't mind."
"I'll suck you later, dear. Maybe I'll even use the way you lick me as an example of how well I suck you."
"I have a feeling that you know only one way to suck cock," he teased. "Superbly."
Her passion was running in high gear. If being out on the town with a suave, sexy guy was fun, being at home in bed with him, naked and ready to fuck, was tremendous.
George took her by the shoulders and put her on her back again. He believed in quality, unhurried foreplay, in building a woman's passions to the ultimate before fucking her. Erica thought his promise to lick her inside and out was just talk. She expected him to lick her nipples, give her pussy a few half-hearted licks, then fuck her.
He straddled her thighs without putting any weight on her legs. His cock lay along the silky flesh of her inner thighs and the head nestled into the thick thatch of hair covering her crotch. He bent down and brushed the tip of his tongue along each side of her neck. He sucked her ear lobes, licked her cheeks, and the front of her throat.
It dawned on her that he really meant to lick her all over. She shivered with bliss. "You wacky, kinky bastard," she giggled happily. "I love it!" She tilted her head back so his tongue could tickle her under the chin. The unique experience made her nipples tighten and her pussy tingle. Goose bumps sprang up all over her body. Her insides turned into a quivering mass of thrilling sensations.
He licked across her left shoulder and down the top of her arm with long, light strokes of his tongue. He licked the underside of her arm, her armpit, and between her majestic tits. Starting at her left nipple, he swirled his tongue in widening circles, leaving a trail of glistening saliva to the bottom of the fleshy globe. He started at her right shoulder and repeated the process, ending up at the base of her right tit.
He continued down her body, zeroing in on her belly button. He -rimmed the diminutive hole and the goose bumps on her belly got bigger. He stripped off her hose and licked her hips, her thighs, and all the way to her toes.
He crossed her ankles and gently rolled her onto her stomach. He tickled the soles of her feet and the backs of her knees with the tip of his wiggly tongue. When he reached the swell of her ass, he startled her by pulling the alluring cheeks apart and licking her asshole. She nearly jumped out of her skin. No one had ever treated her to such kinky pleasure. He was treating her body like a sensuous smorgasbord, meticulously savoring every part of it, showing a genuine fondness for every curve and hollow and swell. She loved it!
He licked up her spine. When he reached the base of her neck, she pushed herself onto her elbows and let her head drop forward. He brushed her wild mane of hair away and licked the nape of her neck.
"Now," he whispered in her ear, "I will tickle your belly button. From the inside!"
She moaned loudly and her breath escaped in a sibilant hiss. She started to turn over again. He put one hand in the middle of her back and pushed her back down on her stomach. He slid down between her legs, pulled her onto her knees and spread her buttocks. He began to lick her from the top of her slit to the end of the deep gorge between her ass cheeks.
She whimpered. With pleasure, not pain. The startling assault of his tongue on her pussy and ass from the rear thrilled her to the core. He could ram his cock in her back door or her pussy, and she would thank him profusely.
She felt like a minx in heat, titillated in the most imperceptible nerve in her body. She didn't know how much more of the unique stimulation she could take before she went crazy. But it would be fun to find out. And what woman in her right mind would willingly call a halt to such exceptional, mind blowing loving?
He rolled onto his back and stuck his head between her legs. He pulled her sultry snatch down to his mouth, held her hips in a firm grasp, and rolled her over onto her back. He rose to his knees and pushed her legs nearly straight out from her hips.
CHAPTER FIVE
He spoke for the first time in half an hour. "There is no more tantalizing sight in the world than a naked woman lying on her back with her legs spread wide open." He caressed the inside of her thighs. "Like the finest silk," he said with heartfelt adoration. He ran his hands over her protuberant, hairy mound. He peeled the fat nether lips apart and ogled the succulent pink furrow amorously. "Your pussy is gorgeous. I'm glad you don't cut off half of the hair, the way a lot of women do now."
"And you know about a lot of women, do you?" she quipped, slightly embarrassed by having her legs spread so wide and her pussy examined so closely.
He bent over and licked her juicy gash. "Enough," he said.
She planted her feet and tilted her pussy up. Every fiber of her being thirsted for the rewarding caress of his cunning tongue.
He licked her pussy as thoroughly as he licked her body. He took particular delight in teasing her turgid joy buzzer, pushing it up and down and from side to side with the tip of his tongue.
"Oh, God!" she whimpered. "What you're doing to me! My God, I feel like I'm coming apart! I'm going to cum, baby! I'm going to cum!"
Her chest heaved. Her mind reeled, losing the battle to hold onto some semblance of lucidity. She had been on the periphery of a mind-bending orgasm for what seemed like an eternity. Something had to give. As she said, she felt as if she was coming apart at the seams.
Her body began to vibrate. Her legs twitched. Her eyes rolled back in her head. She clamped her legs around his head tightly.
He continued to lick her clit with the same steady pace and rhythm. She came harder than any woman he knew. He could have sworn her clit doubled in size, growing so large it felt like he was licking her nipple.
Her tremors began to abate slowly. She sucked in an extra large gulp of air. She released his head from her arduous leg lock and fell limply to the bed. "Jesus fucking Christ!" she exclaimed.
He lifted his head and chuckled. He loved the way she expressed herself. "Welcome back," he said softly. "Did you have a pleasant ride?"
"God, I was rocketed to space. I went where no woman has gone before. I have never ever experienced anything like it. What did you do to me?"
"Beats the hell out of me. I started licking your clit and you took off."
She pushed herself up on her elbows and looked at him. "Oh, honey, I'm sorry," she said. "I couldn't control myself."
He licked her clit and she shivered. "I believe I promised to lick you inside, too," he said.
"Oh, God!" she wailed, flopping back on the bed.
He put his mouth over her hole and began to tongue-fuck her furiously. She cried out constantly as she endured a series of stupendous disruptions of her senses. She reached down with both hands and grabbed his head.
"Get up here," she growled. "Stop kissing my pussy before you kill me and kiss my mouth."
He slid over her and rested his weight on his elbows and knees. She caressed his cheeks tenderly as their lips met in an amorous kiss. She rolled them onto their side and pulled away from him.
"I'm going to suck your cock back up," she said. "But don't you dare put your tongue in my pussy! Let me rest before I cum again."
He chuckled mischievously. There was no way he could resist licking her pussy when it was right in front of his face.
She turned around, cupped his balls in one hand and the shaft of his flaccid prick in her other hand. She opened her mouth and took the head between her sultry red lips. The lusty, embracing pressure of her mouth sent shock waves of rapture to every part of his body.
He lifted her upper leg gently and put his head on her lower thigh. His tongue flashed out and the tip began to flick over her puffy cunt lips with feathery caresses.
She sighed and gurgled around his cock. She couldn't reject his tongue any more than he could refrain from licking her appetizing snatch. Her head moved back and forth slowly. Occasionally, she let his rod slide from her mouth and circled the large knob with her tongue, then took it back into her mouth.
He let his tongue wander up and down her slit until her puffy lips parted of their accord, then began to tickle her clit with light strokes. He knew she had surrendered to the inevitability of getting off again when she began to hunch her ass. He began to lick her clit faster and harder, flattening his tongue and using it like a swab on her bloated love button.
More and more of his cock disappeared into her mouth until the head touched the back of her throat. His pole thickened rapidly, swelling larger in her mouth. She massaged his balls, extended one finger and tickled around his asshole, and increased the urgency of her sucking.
Abruptly, fierce contractions of orgasmic release sent fiery sensations through her body faster than the speed of light. The spasmodic tremors made her shake with excitement and turned her nether region into molten lava. She moaned from deep in her chest as the tingly warmth of lascivious gratification settled into the nooks and crannies of her mind.
Before she stopped cumming, she rolled onto her back and husked, "Fuck me!" She flexed her knees and opened herself for him.
He knelt between her thighs with his hard cock jutting straight out. "Will you cum again?" he asked, his eyes glinting with mischievous pleasure.
"Could I stop it, even if I wanted to?" She put her hand over her pussy and rolled her clit under the pad of her middle finger. "God, I'm so fucking hot!"
Without using his hands, he aimed his thickly flared glans at her spread snatch and hunched his hips. She threw her feet into the air, locked her ankles behind his back and levered her cunt at him avidly. His cock slid into her oily love channel with the greatest of ease.
"Ahhhhhh, fantastic!" he moaned.
"Oooooo, fabulous!" she echoed.
Swollen and solid, his gloriously meaty prick filled her to the brim. A warm glow of exhilaration turned her skin pink. The fleshy friction of the prominent ridge of his cockhead stoked the lascivious excitement his tongue had generated.
She stuck one hand in her crotch. Her fingers wandered around the heft of his cock, then over the lips of her twat. She liked the way his pudgy prick stretched her cunt. She ran her finger over her clit, then began to frig herself rapidly. Her ass began to buck and bounce so tumultuously, he had to grab her hips and hang on for dear life.
"Fuck me hard!" she gasped. "I'm going to cum."
"So am I," he panted. Licking her body and her pussy had really incited him.
Hanging onto her hips, he rammed his raging prick all the way home. She let out a piercing wail, locked her legs tighter and began to fuck him with vigorous, swift lunges of her ass. All he had to do was hang on. All he could do was hang on. He felt like he was trying to ride a bucking bronco without a saddle.
She quivered and spasmed, rolled and corkscrewed her ass, clutching his cock in the vise inside her cunt. Her finger moved urgently over her clit. Her wails became louder and deeper. She held him in place with her strong legs and fucked him for all she was worth.
A loud scream poured from her gaping mouth. She began to throw her ass around as the stream of orgasms that had been washing over her became a tidal wave. Her cunt held his throbbing shaft so tightly that he couldn't do anything but cum. He couldn't have stopped it in any case. His jism poured into her in jetting spurts.
He bent down and kissed her, then rolled onto his side, taking her with him. She threw her upper leg over his hip and hunched her crotch against his to keep his semi-erect cock trapped in her fluttering sex channel. He caressed the cheeks of her ass and snuggled her face into the hollow of her shoulder. The only sound in the room was their raspy breathing. Coming after her boisterous vocal tribute to Eros, the stillness seemed a little eerie.
"Jesus Christ," he said, taking a deep breath.
"I feel like an old horse that's been rode hard and put away wet," she said with a girlish giggle. She liked the old western aphorism, had been waiting for the time she could honestly use it, incorrect grammar and all. "I came in both places."
"Both places? What do you mean?"
"In my clit and my cunt," she replied happily.
"That's unusual, isn't it?"
"For me it is." She sighed with happiness, a deep sense of accomplishment. "I can do it when I put my big vibrator in my pussy, set it on high, and jack off. But I've never cum that way with a man. I cum in my cunt when I fuck, or in my clit when I jack off."
"Or when someone licks your clit," he reminded her.
"Yeah, but not many men know how to really lick clit. Women do it much better. Men give a girl's clit a few licks to get her pussy wet, then mount her. Sort of a lick and a promise, only the promise is seldom fulfilled."
"Hmmm, I feel honored. I wondered why you were playing with your clit."
"Oh, that was just to make it better. I was still cumming from your tongue when you started fucking me. You got me so revved up, I could have cum if you hadn't done anything but suck my nipples."
"Now I really feel honored! Did I do something special?"
She smiled dreamily. "Oh, you just happened to catch me at the right time, I guess." She sat up and kissed him. "Think you can get it up again later?"
"I can if you use your gifted mouth to help. Is it safe to assume that you want me to stay awhile?"
"Very safe," she said softly.
"Well, at least you aren't going to use me and kick me out."
"I want more. I just don't have the energy to do it again right now. Would you like champagne or brandy?"
"Brandy."
She got two snifters of brandy, one of which she loaded with a potent sleeping potion. She played with his cock until he went to sleep, then took his glass and left the room again.
She had an hour before he would wake, without any aftereffect of the drug. The locks on his briefcase yielded easily to her picks. She set up her camera on the copy stand and photographed every piece of paper, even his doodles. She put everything back the way she found it and went back to bed.
She would fuck him again, give him a blow job he would never forget, then send him on his way. For the first time since she got into this business, she felt a twinge of guilt. For an engineer, George wasn't so bad. He sure knew how to lick pussy.
CHAPTER SIX
Erica followed her usual routine the next morning. She developed the film and made two prints of each frame. She put one set of prints in a large envelope and wrote Jack's name on the front. The other set she put in an envelope on which she wrote George's name and the date, and put it in her files. Then she called Jack.
"I have your prints ready," she said. "Shall I send them over by messenger?"
"Bring them tonight," he replied. I'm having a cocktail party tonight. I want you to come."
"Oh, Jack, I don't know any of the people you know, and I'm not good at parties where I don't know anyone. I don't even know your wife."
"You'll meet her tonight. I want you there. There's someone I want you to meet."
"Another target so soon? My, my, you're a busy man lately. And you want me to be a busy girl, too."
"This isn't the usual assignment," he said. "I'll brief you tonight. Party starts at seven."
Jack gave Erica a kiss at the door. "Circulate and get to know some of the people. My other half is mixing and doing her bit to keep the guests happy. If you don't run into her in the next few minutes, find me and I'll introduce you."
"I don't know why I agreed to come," Erica replied. "I'm nervous enough in a crowd where I know people. This is the next thing to death for me."
He grinned. "I didn't know you're an introvert. I thought you liked to meet new people."
"Only one-on-one or in small groups," she said. "And then only when we get together for some intimate fun."
"Well, you never know what might happen. See that young man sitting in the corner?"
"The hunk on the love seat?"
"Well, I wouldn't call him a hunk, but I can see why you would. His name is Barry. He's the one I want you to meet. He doesn't have anything I can use right now, but he will soon. I want you to establish a relationship with him. He's very cautious, so you might have to work on him for a while."
"What kind of relationship?" Erica asked. Jack leered. "Sexual, what else?"
"I know that," she snapped. "I mean, should I let him get serious, or keep it light?"
"Oh, let him get serious if he wants to. But I don't want you to get serious about him. He's heading for a big fall, and I don't want you caught in the middle. You know what to do. I've got to circulate. See you later."
Jack wandered off. Erica went to the bar, got a very dry martini, and stood off to the side where she could covertly watch Barry. She caught him looking at her, and decided to wander over and get acquainted. She made her way slowly across the room, stopping along the way to chat in an attempt to make her journey seem nonchalant. She stopped by the love seat and tried to act casual. , Barry looked up and smiled. "Hello," he said. "I've been watching you."
She felt more comfortable now that she had made her move. Simply knowing his name made him seem less of a stranger. "So I noticed," she replied. "See anything that interests you?"
He patted the seat. "Why don't you sit down and we'll talk about it?"
She deliberately sat close enough for their hips to touch. "I don't make small talk very easily," she said. "I'm more action-oriented."
"Well, a person after my own heart," Barry said with a grin. "You're unusual. A lot of women scream their heads off at the first sign of a pass."
Erica thought she might as well get the ball rolling right away. She felt less inhibited now that she was over the initial hurdle. Besides, why leave it to the man to make the first move? He might never get around to it! If nothing else, she might get Barry to take her away from this dreadful party.
"Oh, I usually scream only when something frightens me, or when I cum," she said softly.
Her boldness flustered him for a moment. He actually blinked several times as though trying to clear his head. He took a deep breath and swallowed hard.
"And do you cum very often?"
"Every chance I get," she responded, more sure of herself now. She had made it over the rough spots. "I love it. Probably as much as anything I do." She put her hand on his thigh and squeezed gently. "How about you? Do you like to cum?"
"Of course. Have you ever met a man who doesn't?"
"Not that I can remember."
She felt his cock begin to stiffen and nudge the edge of her hand. She looked around and saw that they were partially screened by several large potted plants. The only one who could see them was a woman standing several feet away. She opened his zipper, fished in his pants and slowly extracted his cock.
He looked down at her hand holding his dick, then looked into her eyes. He leaned back in the seat and pushed his ass forward slightly. He changed his mind and sat up again. He quickly unbuttoned her blouse and pushed it open.
"God, your tits are beautiful," he said, his voice husky with emotion. "I watched the way they swayed as you walked over here. I didn't think you were wearing a bra."
She thanked him for the compliment with a smile. "They don't like to be restrained." She began to move her hand slowly up and down the shaft of his prong. "Nice cock," she whispered. "I like good-looking cocks." Her hand began to move a little faster, squeezing and relaxing rhythmically.
"You know how to jerk one, don't you?"
"Learned a long time ago. Kept guys from wanting to put it in me."
"Uh huh. That happed to me a lot, too. Do you still do it for that reason?"
"No way! It's only a prelude now. Or, in some cases, a necessary substitute."
"Like now? Go ahead and jack me off."
"Don't you want to put it in me?"
"Of course," he grunted. "But we can't do it here."
"We can leave."
"I've got to meet Jack after awhile."
She held her palm loosely around the bare knob and began to twist her wrist.
His hips bucked so hard that he almost slipped off the love seat. "Damn!" he hissed. "That feels good!"
"Almost like a tight pussy, right?'
"Yeah. Keep doing it."
"Not on your life! I want more out of this than a handful of cum. Put that thing away and come with me."
She didn't bother to button her blouse. Her full, heavy tits swung and bounced as she walked. She led him down the hall, and entered the first open door she came to.
"Looks like Jack's study," she said. "As good a place as any." She pulled up her skirt and leaned over to push her panties down. Her full, heavy tits swung and jiggled under her chest. She held her skirt up around her waist and leaned over the desk with her ass pointed at him. "Push your pants down. I don't want your zipper tearing me up."
She looked back over her shoulder as he opened his belt and let his pants fall around his ankles. His cock sprang up, fully hard. He stood so close that the tip touched her ass.
He reached between her legs and stroked the soft pink lips of her pussy. He slipped his middle finger into her soupy hole and pushed it deep. He wiggled the tip of his finger against the top of her channel. She sighed and shook her ass.
"We don't have time to play," she hissed. "Put your cock in me! Fuck me!"
Her bawdy words were the catalyst he needed.
The pink lips of her pussy peeked out lewdly at him. He reached between her legs and caressed her hairy slit again. She shivered and moaned when his fingers brushed her clit. He rubbed the engorged head of his prick along the satin-smooth cleft of her buttocks. The broad head of his dick separated the puffy lips and began to enter her.
She moaned and pushed her ass backward as he penetrated her. He clung to her hips and hunched hard, burying his dick all the way to the balls, filling her tight sheath.
"Oh, baby!" he gasped. "You're so hot! So hot and juicy! A real hot bitch."
Erica happened to glance to the side and saw a woman standing in the door, watching them. The same woman who had been standing a few feet away when she pulled Barry's prick out of his pants. She wiggled her ass impatiently, urging him to fuck her.
He pulled back and watched his cock emerge from her clinging cunt lips. He left just the knob inside her and held still.
She shook her ass again. "Don't tease me!" she hissed. "Fuck me!"
He held onto her hips and began to plunge his prong rapidly in and out of her tight sheath.
"Yeah, that's the way," she said. She locked eyes with the woman standing in the door. She stood with her arms folded under her tits and stared straight at them. Erica could see that she was breathing hard. She did the only thing she could. She licked her lips and grinned lewdly. "Go deep," she told Barry.
He reached under her and began to fondle her heavy, dangling tits as he crowded her ass and fucked her hard. He thrust deep, hard and quick, rocking her back and forth under the fast pace of his hard driving strokes.
Erica's face glowed with delight. Sneaking into Jack's study for a quick fuck really turned her on. The woman standing in the door watching made her even hotter. Her pussy got wetter every time Barry thrust his rampaging rod into her. Juice squished out around his shaft and dribbled down the inside of her thighs.
He plundered her cunt with the regularity of a machine. His face was flushed and his chest heaved with exertion. A churning knot of tension in his belly warned him that he was about to dump his load of cum into the beautiful woman's hot snatch. Releasing her tits, he slid his hands down to her crotch. He thrust two fingers into the top of her slit and began to strum her clit.
Erica began to buck harder. "Oh, God, that's good!" she moaned.
He rubbed her clit furiously and began to fuck her faster. She pressed her fist in her mouth to stifle the scream that threatened to alert everyone in the house to her intense rapture. His balls felt like a pair of grapefruit. His gut twisted in knots. He slammed into her cunt with a mighty heave, and his cock erupted. He scrubbed his groin against the cheeks of her ass and flooded her with a gallon of hot sperm.
Erica grunted from the force of his final thrust and started cumming. She shoved her hips back, eager for every little drop of love juice he could pour into her.
They quivered against each other until his balls emptied and her orgasm subsided. Erica glanced at the door and saw that their audience of one had left. She pushed herself erect with a deep sigh. Barry's dick slid out of her snatch and hung limp and red, well-oiled with semen and joy juice.
"What a glorious way to fuck!" he croaked.
She kept her legs close together so his cum wouldn't run too far down her legs. He had really given her a load. She wrote her name and address on a piece of note paper. "Come see me tomorrow," she said. "I'll give you an encore. In bed. My knees get weak when I fuck standing up. Around one. I'll leave the front door unlocked for you."
She grabbed her panties and stuffed them into her crotch, then hurried to the bathroom off the study to remove the dregs of their fun.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Erica went to the bar and fixed herself a strong highball. She turned around and bumped into the woman who had been watching her and Barry.
"Oh, hello," she said, trying to step around the woman.
The woman stepped in front of her again, blocking her way. "I want to talk to you," she said.
Oh, shit! Erica thought. She's going to make a scene.
"What about?"
"I saw what that man did to you."
"Yes, I know. I saw you watching. Are you a voyeur?" Erica thought fast, trying to think of a way to cut this woman off before she made a scene. "Do you get your kicks spying on other people?"
"I wasn't spying. I was watching. This is about you, not me." The woman put her hand lightly on Erica's arm. "Let's go in the kitchen where we won't be overheard."
Erica followed her into the kitchen, resigned to dealing with a nasty scene. "What about me?" she asked.
"I saw you leaning over the desk with your bare breasts hanging out. They were swinging back and forth because he was ... he was doing it to you so hard from behind."
"Did you really see anything but mytits?" Erica asked.
"Well, yes. I saw your bare butt and his ... thing."
"Well, I guess you saw it all then, didn't you?"
"Laura. My name is Laura."
"Well, Laura, are you going to make a scene?"
"How do you think your host and hostess would feel if they knew what you did?"
Erica grinned. "Can't say about the hostess, but the host might want some pussy for himself." She studied the woman for a few brief moments before it dawned on her what was going on. Her grin broadened. "Watching me get fucked made you horny, didn't it?"
Laura nodded, just the slightest movement of her head.
"Do you want me to introduce you to Barry? Maybe ask him if he'll fuck you?"
Laura shook her head quickly and blushed deeply.
"Damn," Erica muttered. "This is worse than pulling teeth. You want me to do something about your problem? Is that it? Do women turn you on, or do you go both ways?"
"Oh, no! I mean, I'm married. I don't see anything wrong with swinging both ways, but I've never done it with a woman. I couldn't."
"Oh, I get it now," Erica said. "You can't return the favor, but you want me to get you off. That's it, isn't it?"
"Would you?" Laura said timidly, her voice soft, barely above a whisper.
"Sure," Erica said with a shrug. "Why not?"
Laura backed into a corner, her eyes wide with anxiety. "What do I do now?"
"Do you want me to lick you, or jack you off?" Erica asked.
Laura sucked her breath in sharply. "Oh!" she gasped. "I don't dare pull my dress up!"
"You mean you can't stand the thought of a woman licking your pussy," Erica said with a soft chuckle. "That's okay. I'll do you with my finger."
Laura smiled timidly, so nervous she shook visibly.
"Relax, honey," Erica said soothingly. "You'll like it."
"I've never done anything with a woman before."
"So you said. You jack off, don't you?" Erica used the raw expression intentionally. She knew it cut the woman to the core. She felt a diabolical urge to lick her pussy, show her how much pleasure another woman could give her. "Yes. Sometimes."
"Well, then you know what it's like to get off that way." She put her left arm around Laura's waist and snuggled her close. "I'm just going to do what you do to yourself." She lifted the front of her skirt just enough to get her right hand under it.
Laura flinched so hard her ass bumped the wall. Erica let her hand rest lightly on the front of Laura's thigh, just above her knee. She felt the woman relax, and moved her hand up further. She touched the edge of her panties. Laura held her breath. Apprehension filled her eyes and pulled her pretty mouth tight.
"Your mouth is very sexy," Erica said softly.
"It's too big," Laura whispered.
"Not for sucking cock. Are you a good cocksucker?"
"Oh, God!" Laura gasped.
Erica wanted to make Laura help in her own seduction. "Your tits look almost as big as mine. Open your dress." If Laura had the nerve to open her dress and bare her tits, she would be okay. If not, the game was over before it started.
After a moment of hesitation, Laura unbuttoned the front of her dress.
"Push your bra up. Show me your tits."
It took all of her courage for Laura to push her bra up.
Erica looked at her tits and sighed. She was getting terribly turned on again. "Beautiful," she whispered. She leaned down and flicked her tongue across Laura's nipples.
Laura nearly jumped out of her skin. Then she arched her back and pushed her chest forward. Boldly, she hefted her tits and pushed them up to Erica's mouth. Her nipples tautened to full erection immediately.
Erica pulled the crotch of Laura's panties aside and tickled her slit. Reflexively, Laura spread her legs and hunched. Erica slipped a finger into her hot love tunnel. The subtle aroma of hot, aroused pussy wafted up around her body. She opened her legs a little further.
Erica put one finger in her cunt. Then two. She put her thumb on the woman's clit and rubbed lightly. Laura inhaled sharply and jerked hard when Erica touched the button.
Taking Laura totally by surprise, Erica kissed her and darted her tongue into her mouth. After a moment, Laura began to suck eagerly. The long, passionate kiss brought her to a higher peak of passion.
Erica broke the kiss and began to lick Laura's stiff nipples. She caressed her belly and the inside of one thigh. She cupped her hairy mound, then caressed the inside of her other thigh.
"Your nipples are so big and hard," Erica murmured.
"Oh, yes, I know," Laura said in a tiny voice. "They've never felt so big and hard."
Erica's hand wandered back up to Laura's twat and began to caress it tenderly. She wished the woman would let her lick her pussy.
Erica ran the tip of her middle finger up' and down Laura's gash. "Your pussy feels like a swamp," she said softly. "Your pussy lips are standing wide open. Does it take you long to cum?"
"Sometimes," Laura admitted shyly. "Bet it doesn't take you long this time," Erica teased.
She slipped two fingers into the top of Laura's gash and captured her joy button between them. Laura shivered and put her arms around Erica's neck. She held on tight as Erica's fingers began to move gently up and down.
"Oh, God, that feels so good," Laura whispered. "My pussy is on fire!"
"It feels like a little oven," Erica chuckled.
She ran her fingers up and down Laura's slit, spreading juice from one end to the other. When she had the gash thoroughly wet, she attacked her clit with furious finger action.
Laura's juice began to flow freely. Her body twitched and shuddered as she responded to the lascivious fingering. She bent her knees, tilted her crotch up, and began to hunch. "Oh, God, I love it!" she moaned.
Erica began to finger her pulsating clit faster. Laura began to hump and jerk harder. Erica licked her nipples, then kissed her on the mouth again. Laura put her hands on her own tits and began to pinch and pull her thick, stiff nipples. Erica smiled. Laura was really into the action now.
Laura began to moan louder and Erica knew she would cum soon. She began to frig her clit faster and faster. She stepped in front of the woman and stuck two fingers up her cunt. Laura really went wild when Erica began to finger-fuck her with two fingers and pleasure her clit with two more.
A slight sound, a movement that she caught out of the corner of her eye, made Erica turn her head. She looked directly into a man's eyes. He would have to wait. She gave him a smile and returned her attention to Laura.
He grinned, opened his pants and pulled out his erect cock. He began to stroke the shaft idly as he watched the two women. He moved closer, bunched up Erica's skirt and lifted it. Dame Fortune was smiling on him tonight. Her bare ass came into view. He wasn't even going to be faced with the problem of getting her panties out of the way. He began to fondle her ass. Her backside cheeks felt as smooth as silk. He wondered how she got them so smooth and how she kept them that way.
Erica looked around and confirmed that he was still playing with his prick. She gave him a big smile. Maybe he would jack off while she did Laura. That would be a real turn-on!
He caressed every inch of Erica's bare bottom, then ran his forefinger along the crack of her ass. Her shivers and purr of contentment told him that she liked it. He pushed his finger down through the deep trough, then palmed her crotch. She opened her legs enough for him to spread his hand and he eased two strong fingers into her cunthole.
He pulled his fingers out of her and laid his rod along her gash. He began to work his dick slowly back and forth, sawing it across her pussy lips as he caressed her shapely ass cheeks. She almost swooned. His cock wasn't touching her clit, but the stimulation was enough to make her cum.
Laura looked down and saw the head of the man's prick poking out between Erica's thighs. Her eyes widened in surprise. Then her eyes got wider. She started cumming. Her moans of pleasure quickly became screams of ecstasy as Erica's busy fingers shoved her over the brink into a pink abyss of deep carnal pleasure.
Erica jumped in fright when Laura began screaming. She quickly glued their mouths together to cut off the sound before someone else joined the party. She couldn't take a chance that Laura's husband might not find the semi-public scene agreeable. Besides, she liked to kiss Laura. She tongue-fucked her mouth as her fingers worked her clit.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Laura came so hard that her legs almost gave way. Erica continued to finger-fuck her and frig her clit. As Laura's orgasm tapered off, she played with her pussy, pulling at the lips and running the tips of her fingers up and down the hot slit.
"Ohhhhhh, God, that was good!" Laura said with a deep sigh. "Thank you.
"You're welcome," Erica replied. "I had fun, too. Too bad we weren't some place where we could really get it on with each other."
"Oh, I don't think I could do that!" Laura protested. "I mean...."
"Sure you could. You liked it well enough to cum for me. You would be surprised what you can do."
"Listen to the lady, baby," the man said. "I've been telling you for ages that you need to loosen up and enjoy life."
Erica gasped in surprise. His prick was still sawing between her thighs, making her cunt flow like a river. "Do you two know each other?"
"Of course," Laura said with an embarrassed giggle. "This is Tom, my next door neighbor."
"I've been trying to get in her pants for years," Tom said. "She always tells me no."
Erica pulled away from Tom and turned to face him. His rigid prick stuck out of his open pants like a third leg. She had already surrendered to the inevitable. She had to have his cock. In her pussy, not her mouth.
"You can get in my pants!" she said.
"You aren't wearing any!" he laughed.
He stooped over, put his hands under her legs and lifted her. He pushed her back against the wall, then let her slide down until her crotch was just above his prick. He tried to hold her and get his prick into her at the same time. He ended up not doing either. She started sliding down the wall. He couldn't get his hand on his cock. She couldn't reach it from her awkward position.
Laura stepped forward. She giggled with embarrassment and blushed furiously. "I'll help," she said. She grabbed her neighbor's dick and pointed the head at Erica's pussy.
Tom lifted Erica back into position. Laura got bold. She touched Erica's pussy. Timidly, at first, then more aggressively. She spread the whiskery lips with one hand and guided Tom's pecker with her other hand. Prick and cunt connected easily. Laura kept her hand on Erica's pussy long enough to feel Tom's prick slide in.
Erica wrapped her legs around Tom's waist and hung onto his shoulders with both hands. Exactly how he was going to fuck her was up to him. She was turned on, really eager for a good fucking, but the position he had her in kept her from helping much. She looked at Laura and smiled, grateful for her help.
Laura hesitated, wondering if she should leave or stay. She wanted to stay and watch Tom fuck Erica. When Erica smiled at her, she knew she would stay.
A sense of exhilaration overtook Erica. Tom pulled her down and his prick slid to the hilt in her warm, well-oiled sheath with ease. Her cunt spasmed around his thick shaft. She gasped and pulled at his shoulders.
He began to fuck his cock in and out of her cunthole with short, rapid strokes. He fucked without finesse. He had nearly cum before he got his prick in her. The tightness, heat and slickness of her love hole brought him right to the edge. Fortunately, she was just as close. Playing with Laura's pussy had worked her up to a frenzy.
She clung to him like a lecherous leech and dug her nails into the flesh of his shoulders. His swollen glans banged against the mouth of her womb with each upward thrust. The walls of her cunt wrapped around his prong like a rubber glove. Neither cared if someone came along and caught them. They were too horny, too steamed up to give a damn about anything but the pleasure of fucking.
Laura's presence was an additional turn-on for Erica. It became even more so when Laura decided to do more than merely watch. She opened Erica's blouse and began to play with her bare tits. Erica moaned and began to hunch at Tom.
Laura suddenly began to kiss and suck Erica's nipples. Then she reached under Erica's ass with one hand. She caressed her bare buns and even went so far as to finger Tom's dangling balls.
Tom had to cum. He slammed into Erica and pushed her over the brink. Her orgasm tore through her like a bolt of lightning. It began deep in her crotch and spread rapidly over her whole body, ripping into her with vicious force. Laura's mouth on her nipples and hands on her ass increased her pleasure. Her orgasm triggered his. He gave her a couple more strokes, then released his own jism. He came so hard that he couldn't stroke into her cunt. They clung to each other and bucked and twitched and jerked as his prick emptied itself in her deep receptacle of bliss.
Tom released Erica. She put her feet on the floor, sort of oozed down the wall and sat with her back to the wall. She looked down at her crotch and murmured, "My cup runneth over." She sighed deeply, leaned her head back, and closed her eyes.
She wasn't entirely through, however. Tom put his hands flat on the wall and stood in front of her, straddling her legs. The head of his limp, wet prick hung down in front of her nose.
Laura couldn't help herself. She gripped his prick, skinned it back and stared at the naked head.
He turned his hips toward her. "Lick it," he said.
She couldn't. She was too inhibited to suck on a cock that had just come from another woman's pussy. She didn't know of any reason why the other woman shouldn't suck it, however. She tugged on his prick with one hand and lifted Erica's chin with the other.
The head of Tom's pecker touched her lips and Erica automatically opened her mouth. He pushed his hips forward, giving her about half of his cock to suck on. With her eyes closed and her mind wallowing in the afterglow of fucking, she sucked half-heartedly on his limp dick.
Laura stroked Tom's dick slowly and watched with lust in her eyes as Erica's mouth worked.
Tom pulled his cock away from Erica, put it back in his pants and zipped up. He leaned over and kissed her, then kissed Laura.
"I'll call you tomorrow," he said. "We have some serious talking to do."
Laura nodded solemnly, knowing she couldn't refuse him now. "Call before ten," she said softly. "I'm going shopping later." Impulsively, she kissed him again, then sat down by Erica as he walked away.
Erica opened her eyes and smiled at Laura. "I think you just crossed a bridge."
"Yes, I think I did," Laura agreed. "Maybe it's time I did. Watching him do it to you excited the hell out of me. More than watching you and Barry."
"Do what to me?" Erica asked.
Laura took a deep breath and blushed. "Fuck you," she said, her voice faint.
"Have dinner with me tomorrow night," Erica said. "We need to get a lot better acquainted."
"I don't know if I'm ready to cross that bridge," Laura replied.
"I'll blindfold you and lead you across like a skittish horse," Erica laughed. "You can get away, can't you?"
"Oh, yes. Jack often works late and leaves me sitting at home all by myself. He pays more attention to his stupid job than he does me."
"Who?'
"Jack. My husband. I'm your hostess."
"Well, I'll be damned," Erica said in disbelief. "I had no idea. I thought...."
"That I would be older?" Laura asked. "He likes young ones, like you and me."
A nefarious plan began to form in Erica's mind. She saw a note pad and pen by the phone. She got up, wrote down her address and gave it to Laura. "Come about seven. I'll cook." She grinned mischievously. "I do that very well, too."
Laura looked at the note and nodded slowly. "I'll be there," she said softly. "Tom is right. It's about time that I learned to loosen up and enjoy life. Jack does. Why shouldn't I?"
"Don't forget that Tom is going to call you tomorrow morning. Don't make a date with both of us on the same night. We can share him later if you would like, but not tomorrow."
Laura looked up and smiled brightly. "Okay." She held out her hand.
Erica pulled Laura to her feet and kissed her lightly on the lips. "I like to kiss you. I meant it when I said that you have a sexy mouth. Now, I'd better wash my pussy and get out of here before the hostess comes along and wants me to play sexy games with her."
Laura giggled.
CHAPTER NINE
Erica lay back in the hot tub, her mind consumed with erotic thoughts.
She looked forward to an encore encounter with Barry. This time, she would take her time and suck his cock and get her pussy licked. Among other things. She had a feeling that he knew how to pleasure a woman. Probably better than George, the engineer. Who was no slouch in bed.
She also thought about Laura. She would have to get rid of Barry before Laura arrived. She meant it when she said she didn't want to share her tonight. Whether Laura knew it or not, she was ready to experience the pleasure of making it with another woman.
Jack's wife! Who would have thought it? She was going to take special delight in seducing Laura. She didn't know how yet, but sooner or later, she would find a way to back Jack into a corner. And fucking his wife was going to play a big part in her triumph.
"Your tits look like two big melons floating on the water," Barry said.
Erica looked at his naked body and grinned. "A limp cock always looks so useless."
"I'm sure you know how to take care of that little problem." He sat on the edge of the hot tub and handed her an ice-cold martini. "I looked for you in all the bedrooms. You have a big house."
"It suits me. I hope you didn't snoop and discover things that are none of your business."
"Lady, I don't even open other people's medicine cabinets," he laughed.
She put the glass down, turned around and spread his legs. She ran the tip of her tongue along his dick and it began to expand.
"You don't waste any time, do you?" he muttered.
"Isn't that why you came over here? You can get a decent martini in any bar in town."
"I like your directness."
She grasped his prick and greedily sucked it deep into her mouth. He groaned as his dick throbbed hard and began to grow longer and fuller. He compared the way she sucked cock to the way other women did it. Erica was better. Not that he hadn't had good blow jobs. She seemed to do it to please herself, not him. A woman who fucked because she enjoyed it always fucked better.
He tried to drink his martini while the beautiful woman gobbled his dick. The glass rattled against his teeth, so he gave up the effort and watched her.
Slowly, with great relish, the lascivious woman began to swirl her tongue around his sensitive knob. His guttural groans of pleasure told her that she was having the desired effect on him. She gripped the shaft and began to slide her hand up and down while squeezing gently. One finger of her free hand slipped between the cheeks of his ass and found the puckered little brown ring hiding there. She eased the tip of her finger into his ass and slurped avidly at the head of his cock.
His body arched up and his Cock quivered and vibrated in her hand and mouth. She chuckled and established a rhythm between her mouth and tongue on his cock, her hand on his shaft, and her finger in his asshole.
His body began to writhe and twist frantically, and she knew he would soon fill her mouth with his hot cream. She awaited it hungrily. Drinking cum for a spurting prick was one of her favorite ways to turn on. She started humming around the knob of his cock and completely shattered his control. His cock swelled up like a fat sausage and his hot fuck juice began to gush into her mouth.
Grunting with euphoria, she gulped his jism down and demanded more. She began to massage his prostrate with the tip of her finger and suck harder. His feet beat the water to white foam.
His cock shriveled into a limp tube of rubbery flesh. Even then, she didn't stop. She continued to suck until she was sure that she had drained every drop of sperm.
He fondled her head tenderly. "God, you're good," he muttered.
"I hope you lick pussy as well as I suck cock," she said.
"After that, I'll sure give it my best shot!"
"Let's go inside. I have a mirror over my bed. And a good library of erotic movies. Would you like to watch one?" She eyed his limp dick critically. "Maybe it will get you turned on again in a hurry."
"Looking at your sexy naked body turns me on," he said.
"It hasn't done anything for your cock yet," she teased. She grasped his dick and led him inside the house. She opened the cabinet under her TV and showed him the movies.
He checked the labels and chose a tape of amateur performers. "Does this one have any scenes of two women getting it on?"
"No. It's mostly older guys fucking young women. There's a pretty hot scene of a big black stud fucking a cute little blonde." She didn't tell him that all of the amateur films had been made in her living room and she knew everyone in them. "Does watching women eat each other out turn you on?"
"I would rather watch the real thing. Do you go both ways?"
"If you stick around long enough, you just might find out."
Barry loaded the tape into the VCR and turned to face Erica. "How long can I stick around?"
"I don't know yet," she replied honestly. She fondled his dick and kissed his lips. "My life is in a state of flux right now."
"I thought you were going to tell me it depended on how well I perform," he said.
She pulled him to the bed and fell back with him on top of her. "Honey, unless a man is a total dud, I can get a performance you wouldn't believe out of him." She wrapped her legs around him and began to scrub her snatch on his cock.
"Oh, I would believe," he assured her. "I hardly know you, and I already believe you're capable of most anything. In or out of bed."
"I don't always fuck in bed," she snickered. "I'm the adventurous type. For example, my ass has been bounced on the dining room table more than once."
"I believe it. You surprised the hell out of me last night. I thought Jack's party was going to be a dull affair."
"So did I," she replied. "I didn't expect to meet someone like you." Or Laura, she thought.
She pushed him over and sat up. She played with his cock as she watched the movie. The opening scene was two hot young blondes double-teaming a hunk with a big cock. She remembered all three of them fondly. Watching a movie of people she knew fucking was a kinky experience.
The movie also excited Barry. His cock began to expand swiftly in Erica's hand. Ignoring the movie, he pulled Erica over to the edge of the bed with her legs hanging over the side.
He stood on the floor, lifted her legs over his shoulders, and put just the tip of his cock in her cunt. He drove her crazy with lust by fucking her with just the head of his cock. She reached the verge of orgasm again and again, but couldn't quite go over the top.
"Oh, goddam, Barry, put the whole fucking thing in me!" she wailed.
"Play with your clit," Barry muttered. "I want to watch you jack off."
"Oh, fuck!" she exclaimed.
She began to frig her clit frantically, desperate for a climax. She got off at once, then kept right on cumming as he continued to tease her cunt with the knob of his cock. It seemed like at least an hour passed before he crammed his entire prick in her tortured twat and began to really prong her.
She rolled her head to the side to watch the movie and got the shock of her life. Another man was standing by the bed, totally naked, stroking a beautiful specimen of manhood! She opened her mouth to speak and he gave her a mouthful of hot cock. Realizing that the situation had changed, she willing swallowed his rod and began to suck.
Barry began to jackhammer his cock in and out of her hungry hole. She swiftly slipped into a state of unbridled glee, and came again and again as the men plundered her body. She felt Barry's cock erupt, followed closely by the other man's cock filling her mouth with hot cum. She drank the sticky offering and slammed her pussy up at Barry, helping him cum harder.
The two men lifted her higher on the bed and propped her up on a stack of pillows.
"Erica, this my partner, Kelly," Barry said.
Kelly grinned and held out his hand. "Pleased to meet you, Erica."
Erica laughed merrily. "What a way to meet a guy!" she exclaimed. She gave his cock a playful yank. "How did you get in?"
"Oh, Barry left the front door unlocked for me. He thought you might like to try it with two guys at the same time."
Erica turned her gaze on Barry. "You did, huh? How did you know that I wouldn't throw both of you out?"
"Well, I didn't. But, after last night, I was pretty sure you wouldn't."
"Just how often do you share a woman and double-team her?"
"Very seldom," Kelly said.
"And you told me last night that you are very adventurous," Barry said.
"You think you're pretty smart, don't you?" Erica asked, hiding her smile of pleasure. She wanted to add a little zest to her life. Two horny, well-endowed studs fucking her at the same time certainly did that!
"Smart enough to know when a woman likes to fuck," Barry quipped. "We both like big tits and hot, tight pussies. Both of which you have."
"You're trying to flatter me," Erica said. "You two are a couple of horny devils." She laughed and yanked Kelly's cock.
Kelly yelped in mock anger and started tickling her. Barry knelt by her head with his cock dangling close to her lips and joined in. They soon had her giggling hysterically.
She pulled the head of Barry's prick into her mouth and began to suck avidly. Kelly plunged his head between her thighs and began to lick her sticky slit. She came almost immediately, an explosive orgasm that took her breath away.
Kelly got up between her legs and rammed his prick into her soppy cunt while she was still cumming. She grunted and tightened her lips around Barry's cock. He reached down and began to finger her clit as Kelly pumped his prick rapidly in and out of her glory hole.
She wrapped her legs around Kelly's waist and began to fuck up a storm, throwing her cunt at him as hard as she could. A mighty desire for cock-lots of cock-consumed her. If she had one more cock for her ass, and maybe one for each hand, she would be in hedonistic heaven.
She instantly reached a state where everything the men did brought on another climax. Barry's finger working on her clit as rapidly as Kelly's cock fucked her slippery sex channel drove her wild. She didn't know if she was cumming in her clit or her cunt, or a combination of the two. And couldn't care less. She was cumming in an endless string of ever-increasing incredible climaxes, and nothing else mattered.
She grabbed Barry's balls, tugged him closer and the rest of his cock disappeared down her gullet. She hung onto his nuts and gobbled his cock with gusto. She stared into the overhead mirror. The sight of the three of them fucking away inflamed her mind and made her wilder. She lost all control over her body. She began to writhe and buck tumultuously, responding to the erotic signals her body was sending to her lust-laden brain. Her big tits jiggled and bounced from the force of Kelly's thrusting prick. Saliva trickled down her cheeks as she sucked hard on Barry's stiff prick.
A tremendous, mind-bending orgasm exploded in her body like a volcano. She clamped her cunt muscles around Kelly's prong so hard that he had to stop fucking her for a second. Barry grabbed her head with both hands and began to thrust his dick into her mouth, fucking her face as hard as his friend was fucking her cunt.
Barry's cock exploded in her mouth. She began to swallow swiftly and easily took the rest of his load down her throat. Then Kelly's dick blew up in her cunt and he deposited his thick, hot cream deep in her belly. She milked Kelly's cock with her cunt and continued to suck on Barry's dick, skillfully draining both men.
They rolled away and she twisted around. She scooped up Kelly's cock with her tongue and sucked it clean. He shuddered and pushed her away.
"God, lady!" Kelly moaned. "You'll wipe me out if you keep that up."
Erica snickered happily and lay back. "We didn't watch the movie, Barry," she said.
"Who the fuck cares!" he muttered.
"Let's take a shower and start over," Erica said. "If you're good boys and get hard again, you can make a sex sandwich out of me. One in front, and one in back."
CHAPTER TEN
Laura pushed her plate away with a sigh of contentment. "You are a good cook," she said.
Erica smiled and nodded. "I have many talents, darling."
Laura's smile was weaker then Erica's. "Yes, I think I discovered a couple of them last night at the party."
"I'll clear the table, then we'll have coffee in the living room," Erica said.
"I can help. I don't want to sit and twiddle my thumbs while you work. Besides, you did the cooking."
They worked together smoothly and quickly had the kitchen spruced up and the dishes in the dishwasher. Erica carried the coffee service into the living room and set it on the coffee table. She sat in a chair facing the table and Laura sat on the couch.
"Did Tom call you this morning?" Erica asked.
"Yes. We had a long chat."
"Are you going to fuck him?" Erica asked, catching Laura totally off guard.
Laura came within a drop of coffee of choking. She did nearly spit her coffee across the table. She coughed and sputtered and swallowed with difficulty. "Pardon me," she gasped.
"Relax, darling," Erica said. "I'm not going to bite your pretty ass. Although I'm tempted. We're just two girls having a friendly chat."
Laura relaxed visibly. She picked up her cup and took another sip of coffee. "I don't have any close girlfriends. None that I can have intimate talks with anyway."
"Every girl needs one close friend. I would like to be yours."
"Yes, I would like that," Laura replied. "Tom is going to take a long lunch tomorrow. I agreed to meet him."
"And you're going to fuck him," Erica said, just as calmly as before. "He's got a good cock and really knows how to fuck." She chuckled. "But then, you know that. You watched him fuck me last night."
"Oh!" Laura croaked. She put her hand over her mouth and coughed hard to clear her throat. "I've never had such a conversation with anyone, man or woman." She took another sip of coffee. She wished it was something stronger that would bolster her courage. "You know Jack well, don't you?"
"In what sense, darling? I do some work for him now and then. We aren't close friends."
"Has he fucked you?" Laura's boldness startled her, and she blushed brightly.
"How much do you know about your husband's work?"
"Not much. He never talks about it at home. Hell, he never talks about much of anything. When he's home at all. You don't have to tiptoe around the truth with me. I know him. All too well. He fucks anything that will hold still for a second. If he isn't fucking you, he's a damn fool."
"Yes, he fucks me occasionally," Erica said. "Usually, he sends the background information on my assignments by courier. Sometimes, he brings them personally."
"So he can fuck you," Laura said slowly. "Is he good with you?"
"Now, you're putting me on the spot, darling. Talking to a woman about her husband makes me feel funny. Telling her how well he fucks makes me feel damned awkward."
"I'm not going to get pissed," Laura said. "I just want to know. He's a wham-bam kind of guy with me. An overeager rabbit who never makes love to my body to get me really turned on before fucking me. Get on, get it done and get off is more his style."
"He isn't the best I've ever had," Erica said. "I have to turn myself on and do most of the work."
"Have you had a lot of men?"
Erica grinned. "Depends on what you mean by a lot. However you count, I haven't had my share yet. I have had enough to know when they're good, average or bad."
"I'm not surprised that you have to turn yourself on with Jack. Left to his own devices, I think he could fuck up a wet dream without half-trying."
"If you feel that way about him, why did you marry him?"
"Who knows beforehand?" Laura said. "He took the time to do it right before we married. I have money, Erica. A lot of money. A trust fund from my father. But I couldn't have it until I married, and I lose it if I get a divorce. My father was very old-fashioned. He thought the sun rose and set in Jack's ass." She shook her head. "God, if he only knew! Jack's got a terrific body, right? All those bulging muscles he works on so diligently. A girl's pussy gets all wet and gooey just looking at him and imagining how much fun she could have fucking him, right?"
"Yeah," Erica agreed truthfully.
"Well, you also know that he pumps up every muscle in his body except the one that truly matters. I get more excited when I jack off than I do when he fucks me." Laura closed her eyes and shivered. "I know it might sound weird, but this conversation is making me hot," she said softly. She sighed with woe. "Sometimes, I wish that I did get it on with girls." She didn't understand why she actually felt guilty for admitting it. She opened her eyes and looked at Erica.
Erica had done a little magic trick with her dress. It lay fully open, framing her nude body in such a tantalizing way. Her large tits stood firm and proud, capped by very large pinkish brown, astonishingly thick nipples that looked positively suckable. Her pubic bush was very dense, and Laura was startled to see, trimmed in the shape of a heart. Laura had never seen more beautiful, shapely legs. She understood why Erica drove men wild.
"God, you're beautiful," Laura said softly.
Erica smiled. "Thank you." She left her dress lying in the chair and went across the room. She turned on the stereo, selected a station playing soft rock, and turned to face Laura. "Are you shy?" she asked.
"Well, sure, at times," Laura said.
"If I asked you to undress, right here and now, would you do it?"
Laura blanched. She swallowed hard and licked her lips nervously. "Well, I don't understand why you want me to, but I guess I could."
Erica waited silently. Laura stood and took a deep breath. Her fingers trembled as she began to unbutton her blouse. She steadied her nerves and looked at Erica.
Erica held out her hands. "Dance with me."
Laura took Erica's hand and squeezed it hard. Erica could feel her trembling.
"Come on, darling," Erica said softly. "I know you're nervous. We aren't going to do anything you don't want to happen."
"Maybe that's what I'm afraid of," Laura said meekly.
Erica put her hands on Laura's hips and looked into her eyes. "You're a beautiful, sexy woman, darling. Tom was right. You need to relax and enjoy life."
"Who ... leads?" Laura asked in a broken whisper.
"Doesn't matter, darling. Put your arms around my neck and we'll just go along together."
Erica kept a little distance between herself and Laura and they danced as well as possible on the thick carpet. "Now, this isn't so hard, is it?" she said, smiling. Laura shook her head. She kissed Laura tenderly on the mouth. "That wasn't either, was it?" Laura shook her head again. "Did you like it?"
"Yeah, sort of, I guess," Laura whispered nervously.
"We kissed last night, but have you ever really kissed another girl?" Erica asked. "Not a peck on the cheek. A real sexy kiss on the mouth, with tongue and everything."
Laura shook her head. "You startled me last night when you kissed me. But I sort of liked it," she said timidly. "I guess."
Erica spread her fingers and slid her hand up behind Laura's head, through her hair. She touched her lips to Laura's tenderly. Laura hesitated, started to pull away, hesitated again, then leaned forward. She shivered when she felt Erica's bare tits pressing into her chest. Erica ran the tip of her tongue lightly over Laura's lips.
After a brief hesitation, Laura parted her lips and let the tongue enter her mouth. To her great surprise, she liked the softness of Erica's lips and the tenderness of her tongue. She returned the kiss with slowly building passion.
Erica slid her hands under Laura's short skirt and cupped her ass. Laura shivered and sighed. Erica teased Laura's tongue with her own and enticed it into her mouth.
Erica sucked Laura's tongue tenderly for a few moments, then broke the kiss. She didn't want to get too aggressive yet. She put her hands back on Laura's hips and looked into her eyes.
"Did you like it?" she asked with a sweet smile.
"Yes," Laura said very softly.
"So did I. You kiss me this time."
Laura put her hands on Erica's cheeks and very slowly put their mouths together. Her lips suddenly came alive and she thrust her tongue into Erica's mouth.
Erica put both hands back under Laura's skirt. She pulled them close together and caressed and kneaded the bare cheeks of Laura's ass. Laura curved her crotch forward and pressed their mounds together.
Erica made no attempt to break the kiss. She continued to caress and play with Laura's ass, even running the tip of one finger up and down the cleft in her ass. She put one hand on Laura's perky ass and her other hand over her mound. She extended her middle finger and began to rub her clit.
Laura caught one of Erica's long nipples between her lips and began to suck delicately. She slid her left foot forward, parting her thighs in submission, both to Erica and to her own desire. Erica stroked her clit lightly. She began to strum her clit faster.
Laura suddenly began to moan and jerk. She lifted her head and kissed Erica with more passion than she had felt in years. Her hands went wild, feeling Erica's tits. Her orgasm was quick and sharp. Reluctant to break their kiss, she pulled her mouth away slowly, leaving her tongue in Erica's mouth as long as possible. She sighed deeply and shivered. She stepped back, her face flushed a rosy pink, a sign of passion, not embarrassment. She stared at Erica's big bare tits with wide-eyed wonder.
"Oh, my," she muttered breathlessly. "Look at you. They're beautiful."
"Thank you," Erica said. "I liked it when you kissed them last night." She lifted Laura's hands and put them on her tits.
Laura shivered and said, "Oooooo." She ran her hands all over the big melons, exploring every inch of the pliable flesh. She watched with enchantment as the nipples swelled and lengthened.
Erica walked over to the couch and sat down. "Will you undress for me now?"
Silently, Laura quickly removed her blouse and skirt and stood before Erica in her half-cup bra, thong panties, garter belt, hose and high heels.
"You're very beautiful," Erica said huskily. "Do you always wear a garter belt and hose?"
"Most of the time. I don't like pantyhose."
"Neither do I." Erica cupped her tits and ran her thumbs over her nipple. "Take off your bra and panties. Please. I saw only part of your body last night."
Laura shrugged and removed her panties and bra. She straightened up after pushing her panties down and she saw that Erica had one finger in the top of her slit, idly toying with her clit.
"Marvelous," Erica said, her voice soft and seductive.
Laura looked down at her own tits. "Your tits are bigger," she said.
"Not by much," Erica said. "Yours are very pretty. I love those big nipples. I don't understand why Jack doesn't fuck you every chance he gets. I'll bet you give a man a really wild ride. You said that you don't get it on with girls, but you touched my pussy last night while Tom was fucking me. Would you touch it again?"
CHAPTER ELEVEN
The idea fascinated Laura. It also startled her so much that she couldn't speak.
"I want to cum so badly," Erica said softly. "And it feels so much better when someone else does it for me."
"You want me to jack you off?" Laura's voice trembled with nervousness.
"Yes."
"Is that all you want me to do?"
The sudden realization that she just might want to do more shocked her. She knew she liked to suck Erica's big, firm tits. If Erica asked, would she suck her pussy? She had certainly thought about making it with a woman more than once. What would Jack think if he knew she ate pussy? Why in the world was she thinking about him at a time like this?
"Yes." For the moment! Erica said to herself.
Laura smiled. A little erotic experimentation would be fun. She walked to the couch, keeping her eyes on Erica's pussy and the finger wig-gling in the top of it.
Erica watched the sexy young woman's tits sway and jiggle gently. This was going better than she hoped. Laura was obviously a hot little number. She undressed without hesitation and agreed to a little provocative finger play just as readily. If she didn't push too hard, she would get a new tongue in her pussy before long. She noted the watch on Laura's left wrist.
"You're right-handed, right?"
"Mostly." Laura smiled. "I'm kind of ambidextrous. Guess I'm a little ambiguous, too. Like now."
Erica chuckled. "Ah, I like a girl with a sense of humor. Keeps life from becoming dull and mundane, doesn't it?"
"It keeps me going." Laura sat down and put her left arm behind Erica and her right hand on her knee. Her left tit nestled against Erica's shoulder. "Men can be such stupid assholes."
"I know what you mean, darling," Erica sighed. "But then, so can a lot of women. At least by going both ways, I double my chances of meeting agreeable partners."
"Good point." Laura pulled Erica's legs apart and watched her wiggle her finger gently on her clit. "Keep doing that," she said. "I've never watched a woman play with her clit." She ran her hand slowly up the inside of Erica's right leg.
"Ummm, your hand feels nice," Erica murmured, watching Laura's soft, delightful hand. "Makes my skin tingle."
"Your skin is so tender, so silky," Laura said. She turned slightly and moved her hand to Erica's left thigh. Her nipple brushed against Erica's solid tit mound. She bit her lower lip and suppressed a shiver of delight. "You're so beautiful and vibrant and sexy."
"And lewd and lascivious and perpetually horny!" Erica said playfully. She had already deduced that the young woman had powerful bisexual inclinations. Women who were interested in other women gave off signals that she could read as easily as directions on how to boil water. "But are we describing me or you?"
"Ah, that is the question, isn't it? Perhaps you'll find out soon." Laura slid her hand over the bottom of Erica's hairy slit and pushed her fuck finger into her sultry nether mouth.
"Aaahhh," Erica moaned softly. Her finger began to skate over her clit a little faster.
Laura fucked her finger slowly in and out of Erica's hole. "Your pussy is very tight. Men must love to fuck you."
"God, darling, you're making me so fucking hot!"
"Want me to take over now?"
"Please!" Erica whispered passionately. Laura pulled her finger from Erica's hole. She slid the tip through her gaping slit and touched her clit.
Erica pulled Laura's head around and kissed her on the lips. Passionately. With lots of spirited tongue action. The act seemed so natural that Laura spontaneously parted her lips to admit the probing tongue. Erica broke the kiss and snuggled down in the crook of Laura's arm. She cupped the young woman's tit and began to run her thumb over the bloated nipple.
"I like to play with your tits," Erica murmured.
"My pussy is getting so wet," Laura whispered.
"So is mine!" Erica giggled.
Laura tickled her fingers through the soft curls covering Erica's mound and eased the tip of her fuck finger back into the top of her steamy slit. Her finger coasted down to entrance of Erica's love tunnel. "I see what you mean." She wiggled her finger around in the wet hole, then drew it slowly back up to the stiff little stud of sensitive flesh peeking from its hood. "I'll do you the way I do myself. Okay?"
"That's fine, darling," Erica said breathlessly. "I love it all."
Laura was enjoying herself immensely. Dabbling in another woman's pussy was a unique, exciting experience. A little kinky, perhaps, but intriguing nonetheless.
Erica snuggled closer. Her breathing became shallow and fast. She caught Laura's nipple between her thumb and forefinger and began to roll it gently. "Your nipples are so thick and long. Just the way I like them. You don't mind if I suck them, do you?"
Laura didn't have a chance to answer. Not that she would have said no. Erica surrounded the tumescent tit bud with full, soft lips, and began to flick her tongue rapidly. Sensuous feelings flashed through Laura and she gasped with delight.
"We're going to do it to each other, aren't we," Laura said, making a statement, not asking a question. She knew that Jack wanted her to be more wanton. Well, now she was going to do it with abandon, although she didn't think he meant he wanted her to get it on with another woman. What did he know, anyway?
"Do what, darling?" Erica asked mischievously.
"We're going to lick each other's pussy, aren't we?"
"God, yes!" Erica replied, her voice quivering with excitement.
"Can women really fuck each other? I don't know much about how two women please each other. Oh, I've read some things and heard some things, but that isn't the same as being personally involved, is it?"
"Oh, darling, I know ways to turn you inside out!" Erica chuckled sexily. "Are you curious?
Do you want me to teach you?"
Laura swallowed hard. "Yes," she whispered.
"You're so beautiful and so sexy," Erica said. She cupped Laura's tit and squeezed it gently. "I can make you so happy, darling. But we won't do everything tonight. We'll save some for another day."
"Yes, there will be other days," Laura said. She felt a lot more confident now, about herself and about what she wanted to do with this lovely creature. "Playing with your pussy really turns me on."
Laura's finger moved faster on Erica's ticklish love spike, her fondling delicate and pleasing. She added a second finger to the fray. She caught Erica's prominent clit between them and began to work the fat button up and down.
Erica sighed deeply. Her ass began to hunch in the age-old rhythm of copulation.
"I think I'm doing it right," Laura teased.
"Beautiful, darling," Erica moaned passionately. She began to respond wholly to the heavenly ministrations. She gave herself over to her profound need to cum.
Laura was tempted to play, to plunge her fingers deep into the tight channel and explore. She resisted the urge. She knew Erica had to cum now. She also knew this wasn't the only time she would have her fingers, and more, in her cunt. She maintained the same rhythm and pace, bringing Erica closer and closer to her much needed culmination.
"Cum, darling," she cooed. "Show me how much you like what I'm doing to your pretty pussy."
"Oh, Laura, darling!" Erica whimpered amorously as her orgasm approached rapidly on stealthy feet. "Oh, darling, it feels so fucking good! You're really getting me good, darling!"
"I want you to cum, darling," Laura whispered. "Cum good for me."
Erica moaned with pleasure and pushed her face into Laura's fleshy tit. Her ass began to hunch faster and faster. "Yessssss!" she hissed as her body began to jerk in hard spasms.
Laura tightened her arm around Erica's shoulders and continued to frig her clit. She concentrated on moving her fingers at the same steady pace. The rhythm and pressure that brought the woman to this point was the ticket for helping her to the most gratifying orgasm.
Erica relaxed for a moment and her ass fell back to the couch with a faint thump. Laura continued to diddle her clit and Erica immediately rewarded her with another profound tremor.
"You can make it again, darling," Laura said softly. "You want to cum again, don't you?"
"Oh, yes!" Erica howled, her voice rising in volume. "Oh, God, I love to cum!" Her orgasm increased in ferocity. Her ass heaved off the couch. She twisted and humped and whimpered as her orgasm intensified and tore through her pussy. "Oh, God, darling! Yes! Yes! Ooohhh, do my clit, darling! Do it good!"
Dutifully, Laura frigged her clitoris adroitly. She was thoroughly enjoying jacking another woman off. She had never done anything so kinky. Her own clit began to tingle with arousal.
Erica slumped back on the couch, her breath coming in hard gasps. Laura kept her fingers on the woman's clit, barely touching it.
Erica shivered several times and licked her dry lips. "Oh, darling, that was wonderful," she said breathlessly.
"I'm glad you liked it. Watching you cum so hard, and knowing that I did it for you, is fun. Do you like women better than men?"
"Oh, no!" Erica said quickly, adamantly. "I adore both genders. A woman's body is so soft and tender. A man's body is so hard. I like the sharp contrast. My favorite is a man and a woman at the same time. That way, I get the best of both worlds."
"I am bi-curious," Laura said. "When I came over here tonight, I wasn't sure that I was ready to do anything about it. That first step looks like a real doozy!"
Erica put her hand on Laura's thigh. The moment she touched the silky skin, her expression became dreamy. Laura knew she was going to have a woman's tongue in her pussy in the next few minutes.
"Let's dance again," Laura said, her voice shaky.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Erica understood Laura's apprehension. She stood and held out her hands. Laura glided into her arms. She loved the texture of Erica's tits. The sensation of the firm globes against hers made her blood roar through her like a runaway freight train.
Erica put her hands under Laura's ass and cupped her buttocks and ground their groins tightly together. Laura put her arms around Erica's neck and began to hunch. They swayed and wiggled their naked bodies against each other, trying to keep time with the music. Eroticism built and their holes filled rapidly with slick warm secretions as they rubbed pussies and tits.
Erica kissed Laura tenderly. Laura thrust her mound forward and returned the kiss amorously. Her tongue fenced with Erica's. She liked the tenderness of a woman's lips. To her bewilderment, she realized that she liked everything she was doing with Erica. Her hand slid down Erica's back and caressed the satiny skin of her full, shapely ass. She fucked Erica's mouth with her tongue and moaned with hunger.
Erica took a step back and posed for Laura, displaying her body proudly. She cupped and caressed her tits. "I get hot just looking at you, Laura. We're going to have a loads of fun with each other. Do you like my body?"
"Yes," Laura said softly, her mouth dry, her throat constricted by tension.
Erica dropped to her knees and kissed Laura's mound. The suddenly licentious young woman moaned deep in her throat.
"Erica, darling Erica, God help me, but I want you to fuck me," Laura whispered, totally befuddled.
Erica's pulse raced. Laura was altogether seduced, had crossed the last barrier. "Yes," she whispered.
They hugged and kissed and rubbed their naked bodies together passionately. They sank to the floor, wrapped in each other's arms. Laura's legs fell open when her back touched the thick carpet.
Erica knelt on all fours and swayed from side to side. The thrilling sensation of two hard nipples dancing on two hard nipples made them both gasp. Erica lowered her crotch and furry, satiny mound rustled against furry, satiny mound.
"Jack wants me to loosen up and be a bawdy broad," Laura whispered. "Well, he doesn't know it yet, but now he's got it!"
Her face was flushed rosy red with carnal excitement. Her eyes glittered as she looked into Erica's eyes, savoring the idea of fucking another woman. Whatever else happened, she knew she would suck Erica off. The thought of putting her tongue in another girl's tender pussy thrilled her.
Erica kissed Laura again, her lips soft, yet demanding, her tongue delicate, yet stimulating, the overall effect tranquil, yet stirring.
Laura stabbed her tongue into Erica's mouth with impetuous urgency. Erica fondled Laura's firm tits, pinched and pulled her long nipples. Laura moaned into Erica's mouth.
Erica wrapped her arms around Laura and rolled onto her side and quickly turned around. She propped Laura's foot on the floor, opening her crotch. She caressed her polished thighs and touched her sodden pussy. She pulled Laura's leg under her head and kissed her hairy slit. Laura gasped and humped her ass. Erica rubbed her face all over Laura's crotch. The soft curls felt like luxuriant fur.
"Ohhhhhh, darling," Laura moaned. "Do it to me, please! Suck my pussy! Make me cum!"
"Patience, darling," Erica chuckled. "Haste makes waste."
"Ooohhh," Laura sighed, letting the experienced cunt lapper set the pace.
Erica's long, pink tongue snaked out between her full lips and began to lick Laura's pussy. The puffy lips opened slowly, like the petals of an elegant blossom bidding welcome to the morning sun. She sighed with happiness and began to lick the juicy coral slit.
Laura's luxuriant body was taut with apprehension and expectation. She stared at Erica's exquisite cunt and licked her lips. Cautiously, hesitantly, she put the tips of her fingers in the lush bush covering her gash. Erica wiggled her hips and hunched closer. Laura traced one long, slender finger down the middle of the full lips, then stuck the first joint her hole.
"Oooooo, that feels good," Erica whispered hotly.
Encouraged, inflamed with passion, Laura stuck her whole finger up Erica's sex channel and began to finger-fuck her.
Erica planted a deep, loving kiss on Laura's cunt. Juice seeped out and dribbled along her slit. She licked up the elixir and sighed. The provocative flavor inflamed her taste buds. Her tongue slithered over the slick pink flesh as she licked the tender furrow lovingly. She stuck her tongue in Laura's hole and kissed the puffy lips.
Laura boldly played with Erica's pussy. She put both hands in her crotch and pulled the deep gash open. She stared into the pink cleft as she ran a finger up and down the wet slit. Stirring sensations flowed from her own twat. Erica's mouth and tongue made her mind reel with ecstasy. She felt the first stirring of an orgasm.
Erica pressed her mouth full on Laura's soft, furry snatch. She drove her tongue into the liquefied honey pot over and over, tongue-fucking her lickety-split. Laura's hips began to lurch in response, imitating a fucking motion. Erica flattened her tongue and licked the full length of the dripping slit, then began to flay her clit.
The salacious contact on her bloated bud of sensitive flesh made Laura gasp. Deluged by lascivious emotions, she moved her head forward and kissed Erica's pussy, a feathery, quick peck. She cranked up her fortitude and put her mouth on the hairy gash again and kissed it thirstily, amorously.
Erica flicked her tongue rapidly over Laura's clit. The pulsing point of flesh popped out of its hood and stood tall, ready for oral service. She put her hands behind Laura, cupped her ass cheeks and pulled her crotch forward.
Laura kissed Erica's pussy again and snaked her tongue out to actually touch the sultry flesh. Her tongue shot out as Erica began to lick her clit faster. She licked rapidly up and down Erica's humid crack, transferring to Erica's cunt the pleasure radiating from her own cunt.
Erica paused and said, "Let's cum together, darling. Lick my clit."
Erica's tongue went back to work on Laura's clit. She pursed her lips around her love button, held it gently and sucked gently as she fluttered the tip of her tongue over the jittery stud. She steadily increased the speed and pressure of her tongue. Laura's belly began to heave with luscious torment and her hips began to hunch faster and faster in a fucking motion.
Laura licked Erica's frothy, hot gash, then settled on her clit. She put her arms around-Erica, cupped her ass, and pulled them as close together as possible.
They held each other tightly as they began to buck and twist, inexorably scaling the golden stairs to heavenly delight. Moans and groans of unadulterated joy drifted up from their crotches as their tongues worked zealously on each other's fiery clits.
Laura's body was energized, alive with passion. A hot-blooded flow of lustiness coursed through her, generated in her clit by Erica's skillful, incessant tongue. The frenzy raced through her body, finally reaching the tip of her tongue, where she transferred it to Erica's clit.
Laura's turbulent movements became convulsive. Erica clung to her, her tongue working frantically to bring on her climax. Her own pussy was barely seconds from exploding. She willed herself to hold back until Laura started cumming.
She didn't have to wait long. Laura's body began to jerk violently. For a moment, she forgot to lick Erica's clitoris as her climax seized her in an iron grip. Then her tongue became wildly active again and she brought Erica off with her.
They writhed and bucked in euphoric unity as they became intemperate. Their tongues worked turbulently. Neither could scream with their mouth full of hairy cunt, but their moans and groans and snuffles spoke volumes.
Laura released Erica and rolled onto her back, her eyes wide and glazed, her mouth slack. She panted for breath. "Goddam!" she wheezed.
"Is that for your orgasm or what you did to me?" Erica asked.
"Both! That was one hell of an orgasm! I didn't know I could cum so hard."
"You really got me off. Did you like eating my pussy?"
Laura rolled onto her side and propped her head up on one hand. "I loved it, darling! I should have listened to my instincts a long time ago."
"Will you come to see me tomorrow night? I want to hear all about your date with Tom."
"Is that all you want?" Laura teased.
"Just wait and see!" Erica laughed.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Laura told Tom she wouldn't settle for a hamburger and a cheap motel. She expected a lot more. He replied that he wouldn't think of offering her a hamburger and a cheap motel. She deserved much more.
She felt like a bundle of raw, exposed nerves as she drove across town to the small hotel. She felt a fleeting flash of guilt, which she quickly dismissed. Jack certainly wouldn't suffer if she fucked another man. He got all the pussy he could handle. From her and others. Others, mostly, unfortunately.
Maybe I shouldn't even be doing this, she thought. Maybe I should have stayed home and found something to occupy my mind so I wouldn't think about how Jack always works late and seems to have forgotten that I even exist.
She wondered if she should tell her husband about her extracurricular activities. He knew that she knew about his outside pussy. Maybe, if he knew that she also jumped the traces, he would show more sexual interest in her. That sounded screwy, but he was screwy about some things. Maybe he would even be interested in a threesome. At least, that way, she could occasionally keep it in the family, so to speak.
Tom made no mention of swapping so Jack could fuck his wife. She must remember to ask if he was into that scene. Jack was a scorekeeper. If she fucked another man and told him, and he didn't blow his stack, he would want to fuck another woman. If Tom wasn't into swapping, she would just have to find some willing young thing to bed her husband. Erica, maybe. She would like that. If she couldn't keep her husband at home, perhaps she could get him to agree to open up her marriage. She hated to sit home alone night after night, with only her finger for relief.
She smiled inwardly as she reminded herself she was going to fuck Tom to get even with her husband. Which was true, but it wasn't the only reason. She was going to fuck Tom because she wanted to fuck another man.
Jack needed to dominate her and their relationship. He wouldn't want her to fuck another man unless it was his idea and he controlled the situation. Well, too bad. That was only one of many things she didn't like about him. She was going to fuck Tom whether her husband liked it or not.
She parked across the lot from the front door of the hotel and hurried into the dining room before she lost her nerve. She wanted very much to fuck Tom, but didn't have the experience to handle the situation as a matter of course. She should have asked Erica for some pointers.
Tom met her in the lobby and gave her a light kiss on the cheek. "Thank you for coming," he said softly. "I was afraid you might chicken out.
"I almost did," she replied with a nervous titter.
He escorted her into the dining room and ordered drinks.
"Did you bring me here because there are rooms upstairs?" she asked.
"I brought you here because you said you wouldn't settle for a hamburger and a cheap motel," he said. "Not that I would have offered that. You deserve a lot more. This place is small, but it has a good reputation and an excellent dining room." He grinned. "Besides, this gives you less time to change your mind."
"Maybe I haven't made up mind yet," she said. "What if I told you that I didn't want anything but lunch?"
He fixed her with a level gaze. "Laura, I don't force women to do anything. Unless it's a business deal, then I might use pressure. This is pleasure."
"Even if we just have lunch?"
Tom nodded. "Even if we just have lunch. I enjoy your company. Which isn't to say that I wouldn't be terribly disappointed, but I can live with disappointment."
"Did you already register for a room?"
"Don't have to," he said. "I keep one for out-of-town clients."
"And so you have a place to bring your conquests. Your wife must know. How does she feel about that?"
"Sheila and I don't keep each other on a short leash, Laura. She knows what happened at your party the other night."
"Oh? Did you tell her, or did she see you?"
"I told her. She got so hot that she nearly screwed me to exhaustion."
"Did you tell her everything?"
"Everything," he confirmed. "We don't keep secrets from each other."
The thought that Sheila knew what she had done with and to Erica made Laura blush deeply. "I don't believe you. I think you're feeding me a line."
Tom took his cellular phone out of his coat pocket and laid it on the table. "Call her."
"I should call your wife and ask her if it's okay to mess around with her husband?" Laura said skeptically. "Sure I will."
"Suit yourself."
His suggestion stunned her. She felt a heavy flow of juice from her pussy soak the crotch of her panties. "I still think you're feeding me a line. I don't need that kind of grief."
"Sheila is a California city slicker, Laura. She's a good gal, but she's a city slicker. California city folks aren't like the people in this town. She won't give you any grief." He pushed the phone closer to her. "Go ahead, ask her. I'm not feeding you a line of bullshit."
"Maybe she wouldn't give me any grief, but Jack would. We aren't on the best of terms right now as it is."
"She says I have the most talented tongue in the west. Aren't you interested in finding out for yourself?
Laura shook her head. "God, Tom, maybe I should just tell you that I'm not interested and get out of here while I can."
Liar! You know you 're interested. After what Erica did to you, you melt when you get your clit licked. How long has it been since Jack ate your pussy? Can you even remember? She shivered inside. You've had too much to drink, girl. You 're about to march your cute ass up those stairs and see if he's telling the truth. Get out of here before you do something you might regret.
"Sure you are. Every woman is interested in getting her pussy eaten until her knees are weak. If you and Jack aren't hitting it off very well, you need someone like me. You probably do anyway. He doesn't strike me as the type who cares too much about a woman's pleasure."
Laura's hand shook as she lifted her drink and emptied it in one gulp. She hoped he didn't hear the glass clink against her teeth. "Don't do this to me, Tom. Don't try to make it sound like an act of compassion. I don't need a mercy fuck, thank you very much anyway."
Better say that with some confidence if you expect him to believe you, girl! You sound like a weak-kneed pushover with round heels.
"No, you don't," Tom agreed. "And I wasn't trying to make it sound as if you do. Even if I didn't know that Jack plays around and neglects you, I would still want you. I know, without a shadow of doubt, that you have one of the sweetest pussies this side of heaven. One that a man who enjoys the taste of pussy could eat for hours."
"Whoa," Laura muttered. "This conversation is suddenly close up and personal."
"Close up and personal is where I want to be," he replied. "With you. Now, eat before your food gets cold."
She settled down and enjoyed the food. She didn't feel the butterflies in her stomach again until Tom escorted her to the elevators.
"I've never been here," she said.
"Does it meet with your approval?"
"Oh, yes," she replied. "Lunch was excellent." Her voice quivered slightly, betraying her apprehension.
"You're so lovely and desirable, Laura," he said very softly. "I want you very much."
She smiled without replying. Did he really expect me to call Sheila? Well, there's the door. If Tom, or more specifically his tongue, lives up to his own billing, the chance I'm taking might be worth it. If I'm going to back out, I'd better do it now. Once I cross that threshold, I'm in for the whole show.
Her knees felt so weak, from both doubt and nervous anticipation, she was surprised they weren't knocking. She took a deep breath as he unlocked the door and stood aside for her to enter. She stopped in the middle of the room and turned to face him.
"I've never done this before," she whispered, slightly breathless.
"I know," he said softly. "I feel very honored." He eyed her voluptuous body from head to foot. "Would you like a drink? I keep a well-stocked bar here."
"I've already had too much to drink or I wouldn't be here."
"Rationalize it however you wish," he said quietly. His eyes twinkled with amusement and wisdom. He put his arms around her trim waist and began to fondle the cheeks of her stately ass as put his lips on hers.
Her generous lips instantly softened and came alive as she gave in to the kiss without hesitation. She put one hand on the nape of his neck and her other hand on the back of his head and opened her mouth. His tongue felt like a spike of liquid fire as it probed her mouth. Her tongue began to fence with his, driving it back with quick darts and lunges, then allowing it to advance again. He cupped her ass and pulled her mound against his crotch.
She undulated her hips and felt his cock begin to grow in his pants. She already knew that he was well-hung. Watching his cock slide in and out of Erica's pussy had been one of the most stupendous experiences of her life. The passionate kiss and thinking about his cock bolstered her courage.
He took a step back and ran his hands over her curvy hips. "Such a glorious, sensational woman," he murmured. "I'm glad you're here." He took another step back. In a studied, almost spellbinding, tantalizing manner, he held her gaze as he unbuttoned his shirt and took it off.
Sparse dark brown hair straggled from his chest into his pants. Silently, she approved. Hairy men turned her off. She thought he must spend a lot of time in the sun without a shirt to keep such a deep, even tan. His cock and balls made a conspicuous bulge in his tight pants.
The moment of truth had arrived. She could still leave, but only if she made her move immediately. One passionate kiss didn't obligate her. A shiver of fear and anticipation, and powerful longing, ran up her spine.
"You're pretty damned sure of yourself, aren't you?" she muttered, her voice quivering with excitement she couldn't conceal.
"Sure enough," he replied. "You're here, aren't you?"
"Maybe I shouldn't be. Maybe I should leave right now, before this goes too far."
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Tom looked at her tits, at her stiff nipples trying to poke holes in her shirt, and knew she wasn't wearing a bra. "Maybe you should cut out the naive virgin crap. You want to be here. Take off your blouse. I want to see your tits again."
His manner reassured her. At the moment, she needed his authoritative presence to overcome her indecisiveness. She felt an overpowering urge to obey his commanding manner. Her pussy insisted that she couldn't leave until she found out how well he licked clit.
She smiled coyly and began to unbutton her blouse. He watched his beautiful neighbor with fire dancing in his eyes. She stared directly at him as she slipped the blouse off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor.
Her large, luxurious tits stood out from her chest, solid, arrogant. The rosy buds of her long, thick nipples were hard and erect. She put her hands under the heavy mounds and caressed the underside of the firm globes as her thumbs danced over her tumid nipples. She couldn't help herself. She had to display her tits for him, let him see how much his admiring gaze turned her on.
His eyes sparkled with fervor as he ogled her sumptuous tits. "Breathtaking," he said softly.
His cool, calculated scrutiny intrigued her. How could he remain so reserved while looking at such a superb set of tits? She tried to remember-and couldn't-how Sheila's tits compared to hers. The thought of how his tongue would feel when he licked her clit consumed her mind.
She undid the single button on the waistband of her skirt and slid the short zipper down. She wiggled her hips as she pushed the skirt down, revealing a pair of scanty, string-bikini panties and the outline of her pussy. She stepped out of the puddle of her skirt and stood with her legs apart and her hands on her hips. She gave him a smile that melted his balls.
She hooked her fingers under the string around her waist and pulled the thin crotch of her panties into her hairy slit. She sawed the cloth back and forth and spread juice up and down her gash.
He kissed her lips lovingly. His tongue tickled over her neck and ears, flicked into her open mouth and briefly nuzzled her left nipple as his fingers grazed between her open thighs. She purred as he touched her.
He sat her on the edge of the bed, stripped her panties off and tossed them across the room. His eyes roamed freely over her stately body, then drifted down to the thick, mossy triangle of hair covering the protuberant mound at the base of her belly.
"Gorgeous," he said. "You don't know how often I've fantasized about seeing you naked."
She wondered if he told his wife and the other women he fucked the same thing. Not that she cared. The praise made her glow with pride. Her body was alive with carnal desire. Her long, thick nipples were puckered into sharp points, swollen with lust. Instinctively, she opened her legs wider so he could see her pussy clearly. Sparkling moisture glistened brightly in the silky curls along the puffy lips of her slit. She ran the tip of her tongue over her lips. He could see that her mouth was as wet and slippery as her slit. His balls ached with desire.
She sighed and smiled dreamily. She ran a hand through her muff and fluffed up the curls around the lips of her cunt. Her finger brushed her sensitive love button, making her shudder with spontaneous spasms of lust.
He stood perfectly still, enjoying the show as she provoked her passion. He felt no sense of urgency. This was a game better played out with stimulating leisure.
"It doesn't embarrass me for you to look," she said softly. "Am I what you expected?"
"So far, more than I expected," he said, his voice hoarse with lust.
She nodded and smiled. "It gets better. I'm very good."
"Yes, I'll just bet you are." The gluttonous, emphatic enthusiasm for sex radiating from her voluptuous body swept over him.
She smiled mischievously and eyed the growing bulge in his pants. He smiled in return and allowed his eyes to rove over the length of her satin-smooth body as he removed his pants. His cock sprang up, jutting from his loins like a mighty wand, ready to work its magic between her thighs. He kicked his pants away and began to stroke his swollen prick slowly.
The sight of his robust prick transformed her. Ardor surged through her, bolstering her courage. Until that moment, she hadn't been sure she could even let him eat her pussy, let alone fuck her. Now she knew it would be hours before she left the room. And when she did, she would be one happy camper! More juice poured down her channel to collect between the lips of her cunt. Her hands slid down her body, into the smoldering heat between her thighs.
They stared at each other, his cock pulsing, her pussy wide open, wet and inviting. His hand slid smoothly up and down his rigid shaft. Her fingers dipped into her swollen cunt lips. He stared at her hand as her fingers moved quickly in and out of her luscious love tunnel. Her large clit stood out between her pouting pussy lips. The slurping sounds of her fingers in her cunt, the sight of her juice flowing out of her hole, made him want to bury his head between her thighs and suck up her tasty essence and lick her hard clit.
She reached out, wrapped one hand around his thick shaft. "Gorgeous cock," she said softly. She cupped his balls in her other hand. "Balls like a prize bull." She hefted his heavy nuts. "Full of cum. And it's all mine."
He went to his knees and gently caressed the softness of her creamy thighs. She sucked in her breath and shivered with pleasure. Until Erica came into her life, she hadn't felt such stimulation in several years.
His eyes feasted on the charming, hair-covered mound between her legs. Her exciting pink slit peeked through the thick thatch of hair. His hands coasted tenderly over the silky flesh on the inside of her thighs.
"The softest, smoothest place on a woman's body," he whispered. "Like the most luxurious velvet." He kissed her tender cleft. "Exquisite pussy. Just as I knew it would be. And I know it's going to taste even better than it looks."
He lifted her legs over his shoulders and pressed his lips to her sultry lower mouth. She moaned, looked down at him and caressed the top of his head amorously. Her pelvis lurched upward, framing his face in the sexy swirls of pubic hair.
"Oh, Tom, baby, eat my pussy. Eat it good, baby!"
He extended his tongue and began to wash her crotch, and the gash between the fleshy lips of her cunt. He scrubbed her snatch methodically, igniting new flames of lust in her belly. He bedeviled her by running the tip of his tongue around the thick stud of her clitoris and provoking the ticklish button into a center of throbbing lust. Then his tongue once again slithered down her liquefied crack and speared into the nectar-laden channel of her cunt.
"Oh, Tom!" she whimpered breathlessly. "Your tongue feels so good! Fuck me with your tongue, baby!"
His tongue was as skillful as he promised. The intense passion he generated in her cunt made her whimper. Her hips bucked with each compelling stab of his tongue. She grabbed his head and pulled his face into her boiling twat. The fleshy lips of her steamy snatch sandwiched his meaty tongue like a hot bun enclosing a thick sausage.
"Oh, Tom, baby, your tongue is as good as you said. You can really eat pussy! Get it, baby! Get it good! Make me cum, baby! Oh, baby, I want to cum so badly!"
He lapped her scrumptious quim with gusto.
Each swirl of his tongue brought the appropriate sighs of bliss and groans of fulfillment from her. He ate her pussy expertly, his tongue swiping up and down the pulsing lips of plump, excited flesh. He licked deep into the slick well of her saturated cunt, sucking and swallowing, eagerly drinking the abundant flow of savory sex sauce.
The juicy, sloshing sounds coming from between her legs bombarded her ears and increased her passion. Getting her cunt licked so skillfully pushed her rapidly to the peak.
"Oh, Tom!" she cried. "Oh, God, baby, I'm going to cum, baby! My clit, baby! Get my clit! Ooohhh, baby, yes, yessssss!"
He began to lick her clit furiously and her body began to buck and spasm tumultuously. The delightful, lascivious ecstasy of her powerful orgasm nearly overwhelmed her. She became a quaking mass of goose flesh and honey. She trembled and jerked violently and screamed with appreciation. Her orgasm strengthened as he continued to batter her bubbling snatch with frenzied licks and impassioned kisses.
He kept at her, worrying her pussy the way a puppy worries an old shoe, transferring his tongue to the well of her cunt long enough to let her slack off, then returning it to her clit to bring her off again.
Her entire crotch became as sensitive as her clit, and she climaxed wildly no matter where his tongue touched her. Her throat became raspy from screaming. Her body became as limp as an old dishrag. She didn't believe him when he had said he would eat her pussy until her knees were weak. She should have. Her knees, every muscles in her body, felt as weak as worn-out rubber bands.
She pushed feebly at his head, silently begging him to stop. He withdrew his tongue from the hot, flowing channel of her cunt, gave it one last kiss, and stood up between her inviting, widespread thighs.
"I want to fuck your tits!" he whispered excitedly.
She smiled and nodded without hesitation. She squeezed her tits and rolled her hard nipples between her fingers. She wanted to experience anything new he could offer. "Oh, baby, you can do anything with me!"
She flopped back on the bed and he climbed over her. She put her hands on his hips and helped him put his prick between her bountiful, firm tits. She put her hands on the outside of her splendid globes and squeezed them tightly around his thick shaft.
He reached around and began to flick his finger over her swollen clit as he thrust his cock between her creamy tits. In moments, she cried out that she was cumming again. She held her tits tightly to his prick as her body bucked and twisted. He rode her chest, getting an added thrill from the wild movements of her terrific body. Her screams increased in volume when he shot thick streams of milky cum onto her chest and neck.
He sat down beside her. She smiled dreamily and rubbed his cum into her skin, then licked her fingers clean.
"You're something else," he said.
Her eyes widened in surprise. "Oh, baby, you don't think that's the end of it, do you? I'm just getting warmed up! I haven't sucked your cock and you haven't fucked me. You aren't going to get out of here for a long time!"
She grabbed his dick and began to pump it eagerly. He kissed her passionately and began to fondle her splendid tits. She began to fuck his mouth frantically with her tongue. His hand traced a light path from her tits down to her sopping pussy and began to finger her hot slit. She hunched hard and moaned.
"Finger-fuck my hot little pussy," she murmured against his lips. "Ram your fingers in my cunt and I'll cum for you."
His finger touched her clit. An electric shock ripped through her. She arched her back and flooded his fingers with moisture as she came in a rush of passion. She held onto his cock and continued to pump it as she fell back on the bed. She rolled her head to the side and tugged him forward.
She took his cockhead between her lips and began to suck impatiently, quickly bringing him to full erection again. He slipped his pulsating prick deeper into her mouth. She barely touched the underside of the shaft with the tip of her tongue, sending shock waves of pleasure surging through him.
She loved to have his cock in her mouth; loved to torment him so sweetly. She rubbed the throbbing head of his prong all over her face and teased it with her tongue. She covered it with her mouth and began to suck noisily. She licked it, swirled her tongue around the sensitive knob, then took it deep into her mouth.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Tom quickly twisted around and put his head between her thighs as Laura began to suck his cock hungrily. Her big pink clit stood proudly beyond her slick cunt lips, waiting eagerly for the touch of his tongue. His mouth moved slowly toward the hairy banquet. His hot breath wafted gently over her overflowing honey pot. She raised her hips and pushed her cunt toward his mouth, silently begging for the feel of his lively tongue in her sultry center of pleasure.
He began to lick her pussy and clit. Her juice filled his mouth and trickled down his chin as he lapped at her savory slit. He peeled the lips of her pussy apart and devoted his attention to her tumescent clit. As he licked and gently nipped the swollen, sensitive kernel, he caressed her smooth thighs and well-rounded ass cheeks.
She began to moan loudly around his cock. He slid a juice-drenched finger into the crack of her ass and began to tickle her tightly puckered asshole. She went absolutely crazy and squirted a flood of sweet girl cum.
He turned around and knelt between her thighs. He put her legs over his shoulders to lift her cunt up to a better angle and prepared to fuck her.
Through the orgasmic fog clouding her mind, she grasped his intent. "Oh, yes, baby," she moaned. "Fuck me now. Give me your big cock! Oh, fuck, baby, fuck me hard."
She continued to shudder in orgasm as the swollen head of his prick wormed into the mouth of her slick sex hole. He lurched forward and his long shaft plunged deep into the drenched folds of her sweltering love tunnel. He lurched again and slammed his crotch into hers with a loud thump.
Reflexively, her cuntal sheath began to ripple and caress his skewering rod. He began to hump and twist his hips, screwing her with his hard, demanding cock. Her mouth hung open as she writhed from the pleasure of his licentious invasion. Incoherent moans and groans of all-out sexual satisfaction poured from her throat.
She was a soft mass of voluptuous female flesh. The tightness, the liveliness of her tight sheath delighted him. He stayed motionless for a few moments, locked deep in the torrid tunnel of her cunt. His cock throbbed inside her, anxious to release its load into the fiery recesses of her splendid body. He resisted the urge to blow his load immediately and soaked in the splendid agony of delay. He caressed her tits and belly tenderly as she slowly descended from the dizzying heights of orgasmic pleasure.
Her eyelids fluttered open. The misty, faraway look in her eyes was mute testimony to her satisfaction. She put both hands in her crotch and gently fondled the lips of her pussy and the sides of his shaft with delicate fingers.
"God, baby," she sighed heavily. "I thought I would lose my mind when you licked me! I'll never doubt the skill of your tongue again. Fuck me now. I won't cum again, but I love the way your cock feels in me, and you need to cum. Don't worry about me. Have fun and cum whenever you're ready." She gave him an angelic smile, happily offering up her cunt for his enjoyment.
Tom leaned over and put his mouth on hers. Their tongues writhed and coiled in an erotic snake dance. Laura contracted the muscles of her cunt around his rigid prick. He bucked forward and stuffed his throbbing prick further into her.
He pulled all the way back and slammed into her sex channel with a squishy sound. The blunt end of his prick hit the mouth of her womb. She took the full impact of his lunge with a grunt of surprise and gasped when he hit bottom. The turmoil of yet another orgasm caught her attention.
"Oh, fuck, baby!" she moaned. "God, I can't belive I'm going to cum again! Oh, my God, yes! Fuck me. Fuck meeeeee!"
He began to prong her furiously, banging the blood-gorged head of his rod into her womb with each hard thrust. He adored the way the quaking, juicy folds of her cunt devoured his dick. The electrifying friction inflamed the sensitive surface of his cockhead. His cock was like a rugged battering ram, a lusty prod probing her tightly clinging channel.
Slurpy sounds drifted up from her crotch as he packed her greedy quim full. She clutched at the fervent shaft with her lively muscles, milking his cock avidly as her own passion built anew. She knew from the orgasm beginning to churn in her belly that she had utterly underestimated her own lust and capacity to cum.
Her heavy tits looked like two big ripe melons of firm flesh, quaking and quivering from the force of his thrusts. Her bloated nipples stood thick and arrogant, a sure sign of the intense pleasure of his cock. She writhed and bucked on the bed in front of him, moaning continually from the fury of his fucking. The lusting, hair-fringed mouth between her thighs ate him greedily, tried to devour him, balls and all.
His balls felt as if they were filled with molten lava. He began to buck faster and harder. She grabbed the cheeks of his ass in both hands, gripped his flesh and pulled at him. She wanted him totally inside her. She bounced and twisted, bucked and jerked, writhed and shuddered, throwing her cunt up at him and grazing his shoulders with her sharp nails. The cheeks of her shapely ass bounced on the mattress as he lunged in and out of her accommodating cunt. A powerful hurricane of lust and desire raged in them, fused them into a single being.
"Oh, yes! Oh, yes!" she chanted, running her words together in her excitement. "It's so good, baby. So fucking goood!"
Sweat dripped from every pore of his body as he rammed into her, pulled back, then rammed her again. The fiery load from his balls began to flood the heated receptacle in her belly.
She squealed with lascivious gratification as the hot jism gushed into her. She continued to buck and twist and fuck back at him for a few more moments, then her body became a heap of slack muscles, completely spent.
His knees turned to water. He backed away from her and peeled the lips of her cunt open. He kissed the soggy gash and licked her clit lovingly. Then he fell forward and rolled onto his back by her.
She scooped his limp prick into her mouth and sucked it clean. "Do you eat and fuck all of your women so well?" she asked. Quickly, she added, "No, I don't want to know. It doesn't matter. All that matters is the way you did me." She kissed him tenderly. "Thank you, Tom. I don't think any one has ever fucked me so well." She got off the bed and waited a moment to be sure her legs would work. "You really dumped a load in my pussy. The damn stuff is dribbling down my legs. Don't run away. I'll be right back as soon as I take care of the necessaries."
"I don't have the energy to run away," he mumbled.
When she returned from the bathroom, he was still sprawled on the bed. She found her panties and stuffed them in the pocket of his pants. "A souvenir of the first time you had me," she chuckled.
"The first time, huh? That means there will be other times."
"You sound like a lawyer. Maybe I meant the only time."
"No," he replied. "You're very intelligent. You know the difference between first and only."
"Want a cigarette?"
"Nope. Smoking will kill you."
"Life will kill you, baby," she quipped.
"That's a hell of a way to look at life," he said.
"No, not really. I'm going to have all the fun I can, while I can. Hell, I might even go home and throw Jack's ass right out in the front yard. He's given me nothing but grief from the day we married." She dug her cigarettes out of her handbag, lit one and sat on the bed with her back against the headboard.
"I wasn't a virgin when I married Jack, but this is the first time I've cheated on him. Isn't that a blast? I worry about cheating on a man who fucks everything that will hold still for him. You cheat on Sheila a lot, don't you?"
"Nope. I don't take anything away from Sheila, and I don't do anything with another woman that I won't do with her. I don't know how you feel about Jack."
"Once upon a time, I would have done anything he asked. Now, I'm not so sure. He's neglected me for too long, and I've found out that I can enjoy myself without him." She patted his thigh. "You're a very good lover. You can read a woman's desires. You didn't develop such skills without a lot of practice with a lot of different women."
"Thanks for saying I'm a good lover. I try to be. I love women, Laura. Sheila says that my love of women is one of the things that attracted her to me in the first place."
"I was going to ask if you had ever fucked a better pussy than mine. I won't, because I know you have."
"You're a lot better than you think," he said. "Pussy comes in three qualities, honey. Good, better and best. In my book, you rate as one of the best."
"How does Erica rate?"
"I honestly don't know. Our coupling the other night was too quick and frantic to tell. She probably rates right up there with you and Sheila. I would have to fuck her again to tell for sure."
"Are you in a hurry?"
"No."
"Will Sheila expect you to fuck her when you get home?"
"Maybe. Why?"
"Because I want some more cock."
"Oh, I think we can manage that without depriving Sheila."
"Want me to suck you off, or do you want to fuck me again?"
"Doesn't matter to me. Which do you prefer?"
"Don't care as long as I get your cum," she replied.
She put the ashtray aside, rolled over and proceeded to give him a superb blow job.
"Will we meet again?" he asked as he watched her dress.
Laura grinned happily. "Well, I sure like the way you fuck. Tell you what, you can fuck me again if we do it with Sheila, and she licks my pussy."
Tom arched one eyebrow and grinned. "She would love to. I didn't know you went both ways.
"Neither did I until yesterday," she said with a laugh.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Laura floated into Erica's living room the next day on a cloud of euphoria.
Erica poured two cups of coffee and sat down facing her, with a faint smile on her lips. "So, you fucked Tom. How was he?"
"Phenomenal," Laura sighed. "Maybe I think so because he's the first man I've had since I married Jack. Maybe I think so because he really was. Whatever, no man has ever made love to me the way he did. We fucked our fool heads off, but it was more than that. He made love to me, Erica. Beautiful love. Like you, he paid attention to me, to my pleasure. He seemed to know precisely what I wanted." She shivered with happiness. "God, I found myself thinking he could read my mind."
Erica frowned. "I hope you aren't falling in love with him. Physical attraction isn't the same as love, you know."
"Lust is more like it!" Laura laughed. "He's very much in love with his wife. We're going to do a threesome. She likes to lick pussy, too."
"My, I let the genie out of the bottle."
"You sure did," Laura agreed. "And no one can put her back. Not Jack, not anyone! I don't know how I'm going to explain the change to him. I don't know if I'm even going to try."
"And one good screw did all this?" Erica said. "I didn't realize that your true nature was so repressed. Are you ready for Jack's reaction? I don't know him that well, personally anyway, but I suspect the change won't please him."
"So what? It's over between us, Erica. To be honest, I think it ended before it started. I've been living a delusion. Well, no longer."
"What about your trust fund? Didn't you tell me that your father stipulated in his will that you lose everything if you divorce Jack?"
"I called my lawyer this morning. She thinks we can get around that. If nothing else, I'll just throw his ass out and never file for divorce. I'm not interested in getting married again anyway. I want to live!" She beamed brightly, then suddenly sobered. "I think Jack is mixed up in something ... well, if not exactly illegal, shady at least."
Erica lifted one eyebrow. "What makes you think so?"
"Nothing definite. Little things he's said. And I found out that he has a savings account with a large balance. I pay all the bills, but he couldn't save that much even if he put every penny of his salary into the account. Which he doesn't."
"Let me tell you a little story," Erica said. She told Laura every detail of her relationship with Jack. "When I told him that I wanted out, he threatened me. I didn't know what to do about it before. Now I think I do. If you and I confront him together, he'll have to back off. Are you willing?"
"Yes, definitely," Laura replied. "What if he doesn't, and you have to reveal your part?"
"That's a chance I'm willing to take. I don't think it will come to that."
Laura looked at Erica slyly. "I came over here today to make love with you. Has this conversation spoiled your mood?"
Erica grinned and stood up. Her nipples and the lips of her pussy were clearly outlined under her tight tank top and even tighter shorts. She teasingly brushed her hand over her mound and smiled when Laura licked her lips. She slowly lifted her top to reveal her heavy, perfectly shaped tits. The pink buds of her nipples were standing out from the mounds in her excitement, fully erect and pebbly She looked directly into Laura's eyes as she unzipped her shorts.
"Lately, I hear a zipper opening and I get a little crazy," Laura laughed. She started rubbing her thighs together and twisting her ass around on the couch. She spread her legs slightly and rubbed her mound through her dress, then lifted her skirt up around her waist as Erica stepped out of her shorts.
Erica felt sex dew flood her hole as she stared at the young woman's pussy. Laura pulled her feet up on the couch, her knees bent slightly, her legs wide apart, facing Erica. Erica could see the alluring wetness running out of her hole, down the inside of her thighs, and between the cheeks of her ass. She became totally absorbed in watching Laura play with her pretty pussy while she fingered her own cunt. She licked her lips and smiled dreamily. Laura returned her smile.
"I want to show you something different," Erica said in a low, hoarse whisper.
She knelt between Laura's legs. Starting at her knee, she licked the inside of one of her legs. She skirted her pussy, went back to her knees and began to lick her other leg. Laura unzipped her dress and snatched it over her head. She reached down to play with Erica's tits as she began to lick her stomach. She pulled Erica's head up and kissed her on the mouth.
Erica sucked Laura's pretty pink nipples until they seemed ready to burst. Then she pushed Laura onto her back and crawled over her.
"Oh, what an incredible feeling!" Laura whispered as Erica squirmed on top of her. "I adore the soft, satiny feel of your body against mine."
"Wait until you feel this," Erica said softly, and began to rub her pussy against Laura's.
Laura pulled Erica down and rubbed their nipples together. "Oh, wow!" she moaned. "God, my pussy is getting so wet!"
"Yeah, mine too," Erica said.
They kissed again and Erica slid her tongue between Laura's lips. Laura began to suck the invading tongue and hunch her cunt against Erica's. Erica moaned and began to buck as she climaxed. Laura grabbed her ass with both hands and heaved, fusing their cunts together. Her own climax came on with a rush, sending her body into a fit of bucking and twisting. They clung lovingly to each other and came in mighty orgasmic waves.
Laura stroked Erica's hair and whispered, "That was a nice appetizer, darling, but I'm more hungry than ever. I can't get enough of you!"
She turned Erica onto her side, with her back against the couch. She gently ran the tips of her fingers across her stomach as she kissed her neck and ear. Her hand slithered into Erica's crotch and caressed her furry mound.
"I'm going to find your pretty pink clit and play with it," she said. "It felt so nice rubbing against mine. Hmmm, let's see now, where is it?" She searched the top of Erica's slit, pretending that she couldn't find her clit. Then she pinched the erect love button and said coyly, "Is that it? Did I find it?"
Erica gasped, then began to cum again with a loud scream. Laura suddenly moved her fingers away, cutting the orgasm off short. Erica sighed and trembled. Her climax hovered just below the surface, waiting to get out again. She nuzzled her face into Laura's hair.
"You're mean, darling," Erica whimpered. "My pussy is so wet and hot."
"Really? I think I'd better see for myself."
Laura slid her hand back into Erica's crotch and cupped her cunt mound. Her middle finger pressed between the lips of Erica's pussy. Her other fingers lay against the lips, rubbing them as she poked her finger deep into Erica's hole, stroking the interior walls and making small circles with the tip.
Erica sighed deeply. "Oh, darling, I want to lick your sweet pussy," she moaned softly.
"Okay, darling, whatever you want. I want to make you so happy. Let's lick each other at the same time. Let's let it all hang out and really cum!"
She pulled Erica onto her back and crawled over her in reverse. She put her mouth over Erica's hot hole and sucked out a mouthful of warm nectar. She had to swallow swiftly to catch the copious flow.
Erica pulled the lips of Laura's cunt apart and gazed deep into the pink love tunnel. The hole was a small, powerful volcano, just waiting to explode. Her eyes settled on the beautiful pink clit, glistening with sex dew and throbbing with lust. She stuck out her tongue and began to lick tenderly.
"Ooohhh, yes!" Laura groaned.
She drove her tongue into Erica's love hole. Erica slithered her tongue through Laura's steaming slit and thrust it deep into her hole. She lifted and spread her legs, letting Laura's tongue slide way inside her. Laura stuck two fingers in Erica's heated channel and began to finger-fuck her urgently as she licked her clit.
Erica's body stiffened as her climax washed over her. She kept her mouth on Laura's cunt, muffling her screams of joy. She tenderly manipulated the woman's clit with her tender tongue and brought her to orgasm.
Laura moaned into Erica's opening. The vibrations made Erica cum harder. She bucked her hips and rubbed Laura's face with her wetness and luxuriant bush. Both pussies began to flow harder. Simultaneously, they stopped licking clit and began to suck up the delicious essence.
After several minutes of intense bliss, the young women separated. Laura sat at Erica's feet, gazing into her wet crotch and running her hand up and down Erica's leg.
"God, you make me feel so good," she said softly. "May I spend the night with you?"
Erica sat up and said, "Jack made another date for me tonight. Do you want to stay and help me fuck him?"
"Are you going to follow your usual routine?"
"No. Oh, I'll tape it, but I'm not going to rifle his briefcase. Those days are over. I don't see why I should pass up a good fuck. Do you?"
"We won't get in trouble, will we?" Laura said. "I like the taste of pussy, but I certainly don't want to be locked up with nothing but pussies for years and years! I'm just beginning to learn how to have fun, and I would miss cock too much to tolerate that."
"We won't get in trouble as long as we don't sell the tapes or try to blackmail anyone."
"Then I'm with you!" Laura exclaimed happily. "We can watch the tape later. I've never watched myself in action."
"Good. Now, here's what I had in mind. We'll put on a little show for him. Will you be the dancer?"
"Dancer?"
Erica explained the rest of her idea to Laura in graphic detail.
"Oh, fuck," Laura giggled. "That sounds fantastic! My poor little pussy is soaked and on fire at the same time. I can hardly wait for the fun to begin."
"Well, he won't be here for a few hours. Would you like to watch some of my tapes while we wait?"
"And maybe get turned on a lot more and play with each other," Laura laughed. "Do you have any of just girls?"
"Several," Erica said. She selected a tape, inserted it in the VCR, and settled down on the couch by Laura. "You'll really like this one," she said as the movie started.
Two beautiful women were locked in a sixty-nine, moaning and sighing as they ate each other voraciously.
"God," Laura muttered. "They really do go after it. They eat pussy, not just lick for the camera. That blonde is hot!"
Erica felt her clit swell and her pussy get wet once more. "Just like us," she muttered.
"Uh huh," Laura replied, her eyes glued to the screen.
Laura put one hand in her crotch and began to rub her pussy. Erica had seen the movie several times. Watching Laura was more exciting. She pulled Laura's legs apart so she could watch her play with her pussy.
Laura looked up and smiled. She spread the lips of her pussy with the fingers of left hand, and began to stroke her clit between two fingers of her right hand.
Erica decided to join her pal in the provocative hand play. She spread her legs wide and used both hands to open her snatch, exposing her succulent pink slit.
Laura glanced over and whispered, "God, you have a beautiful pussy. Show me your clit. Pull on it and get it out from under the hood."
Erica pressed the fleshy sheath between her fingers and her swollen love button popped into view.
"Mmm," Laura whispered. "It's so damned big! I really love to take it between my lips and suck it. I didn't know what I was missing until you turned me on to eating pussy."
"Slide your fingers in and out of your cunt while you stroke your clit," Erica said. "I want to watch you cum. That's it, fuck yourself with your fingers and rub your big clitty."
You're so beautiful, Erica," Laura whispered. "I wish I had a cock so I could fuck your lovely pussy. God damn! I'm cumming!" she cried. She thrust her fingers in and out of her sopping cunt as she stroked her own clit vigorously.
The sight of Laura bringing herself off drove Erica wild. She moved her fingers in and out of her hot cunt and stroked her clit rapidly and she came with total abandon.
After they finished, Laura leaned over and kissed Erica on the mouth.
"I've got a nice big double-dong we can fuck each other with," Erica said. "Want to try it?"
"Oh, darling, I want to learn everything you can teach me!" Laura said, grinning happily.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Erica escorted Andrew Jackson into the living room and seated him on the couch. He gave Laura a lingering look that made her blood race and her heart beat faster.
Her swollen nipples were trying to poke holes in her dress and she knew he could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. She wondered how he would react when he discovered that she wasn't wearing panties, either. Doing a threesome the first time, with a man she didn't know, made her nervous.
She looked him over without being obvious and liked what she saw. He was handsome, tall and distinguished, with wavy brown hair touched with gray at the temples. The gray in his mustache and beard, and the twinkle in his eyes, gave him sort of a rakish look. She wondered what his cock was like. She shivered inwardly as her pussy grew moist.
Erica sat down beside Jackson and looked intently into his eyes. "You look like a man who appreciates the finer things in life, Mr. Jackson...."
"Please, call me Andy," he interrupted. "I hope we are going to be very good friends."
"My friend is Laura, and I'm Erica." She smiled slyly. "As I was saying, Laura and I are going to give you a very special treat. We want you to relax and enjoy yourself to the fullest."
Andy turned his head to look at Laura and the tip of his hand brushed her bare ass. While Erica held his attention, she got up and stood in front of him. She turned around, hiked her dress up around her waist and bent over. She stared at him between her open legs with a lecherous grin on her upside-down face.
"Please, feel free to touch," Erica said with a smile.
She could tell from the startled look on his face that he was suddenly very excited. She shivered with excitement, eagerly looking forward to watching Laura ride his cock.
Andy ran his hands slowly over Laura's satin-smooth buttocks. "So firm and tight and warm," he muttered. "Like fine marble." His hands wandered to the top of her thighs, then toward the forest of hair in her crotch. "I've never felt such silky skin."
Laura knew he was lying, but she loved it nonetheless. Her muscles rippled as he caressed her naked skin. She began to sway her hips rhythmically and moan softly. He forgot about the beautiful woman sitting next to him as Laura shoved her hot buns in his face. His groin pounded as she giggled and wiggled her hips, encouraging him to kiss her ass.
He kissed it. He put his hands on the inside of her gorgeous gams, at the knee, and began to move slowly up to her moist, hot pussy. She wiggled her ass again and pulled the cheeks apart. He stuck his face into the deep cleft and began to lick her asshole.
Laura trembled hard and leaned back. She moaned out loud when the tip of his tongue penetrated her asshole. She moaned louder when his tongue retreated, licked the puckered brown ring, then pushed into her back door again.
Erica peered over his shoulder and watched his busy tongue bring joy to her girlfriend. "Ahhh," she muttered. "I see that you like her ass. Maybe later on you can put your cock where your tongue is."
Erica was having a difficult time keeping her hands out of her own crotch. She wanted to pull up her dress and frig her clit furiously. She waited, letting the erotic tension and desire build.
Laura straightened up and turned around. She shoved her pussy into Jackson's face and gasped when his tongue slid quickly to her clit. Her joy buzzer was so sensitive she almost went off instantly. She pulled away suddenly. An early orgasm wasn't in their plans. She gave Andy a beaming smile and began to play with her pussy.
"The show must go on," Erica said, moving closer to Andy. "I hope you like it," she said, patting his thigh.
She picked up the remote control, turned on the stereo, and soft disco music filled the room. She put the control down and put her hand back on his thigh, scant inches from his throbbing cock.
Laura added another dimension when she pulled her dress over her head and began to writhe and hump to the beat of the music. He stared at her gorgeous naked body with glazed eyes, drinking in the sight of her big jugs jiggling and bouncing. His cock swelled and began to throb harder.
Laura played with her tits, then with her clit. The large button was fully erect, standing out at the top of her hairy slit, fully visible to his heated gaze. She did a slow bump and grind and waved her pussy in his face. He could hardly keep from plunging his tongue into her cunt.
Erica tightened her grip on his thigh and asked, "Are you enjoying Laura's show?"
He turned his head and stared at her, doing his best to act cool. "Yeah," he croaked. "It's quite nice."
"Yes, I think so, too. Is your cock getting hard?" she asked, feigning coy innocence.
He swallowed hard and nodded. "Yeah, it's about to burst."
"Well, we'd better see what we can do to help," she said.
She began to rub his prick through his pants as Laura continued her gyrations. She traced the contour, stroked the stiff stalk and gently pinched the head with the tips of her fingers.
He could feel himself getting perilously close to an immense orgasm. He didn't want to blow his first wad in his pants. He closed his eyes and clenched his teeth.
Erica sensed his predicament. "Why don't you undress, honey?" she said softly. "Laura would like to see your cock."
Andy never took his burning gaze off Laura's twisting naked body as he jumped up and tore off his clothes. He was sure that he could smell her hot cunt all the way across the room. He sat back down heavily.
"I'm going to play with your cock now, honey," Erica said matter-of-factly, like a woman telling her husband she was going to cook dinner. "Laura and I want you to get the maximum pleasure from her performance." She wrapped her fist around his dick and began to stroke lightly. "She's very exciting, isn't she?"
"Yeah," he rasped.
"Do you want to cum now?"
"No!" he blurted.
"Then I'll squeeze you off when necessary." He nodded vigorously. "You'd better squeeze right now!" he moaned.
Erica gripped the base of his cock tightly with her thumb and forefinger for a few seconds. "The Kama Sutra teaches a man to contain his essence as long as possible so his orgasm will be much better when he does release it. Would you like to try that?"
He nodded again. His throat was too damned dry for him to utter a word. He glanced down as she used both hands to play with his balls and jerk his cock.
Laura's eyes lit up when she saw the size of his cock. She began to suck her fingers and smack her lips noisily. She twisted and twirled across the room to a small table and picked up one of Erica's large, life-like vibrators. She stuck the tool in her mouth and began to suck it like a real cock.
Andy watched her sensuous red lips surround the fake dick and felt himself losing control again. "Squeeze!" he gasped.
Erica chuckled and squeezed him off again. After she was sure he had calmed down, she began to slide her fist up and down his shaft again. "I like to play with a big cock," she said softly.
Laura pushed the big fake prick deeper and deeper into her mouth. She squeezed it, stroked it, then slowly pulled it out and licked the tip. She arched her back and eased it down her throat again like a sword swallower.
Erica sat with her mouth open and the tip of her tongue slithering wetly around her lips. She was enjoying the show as much as Andy. She hadn't known what to expect from Laura. Now she realized that Laura could rake in the money in a couple of clubs she knew about.
Laura danced up between Andy's legs and dropped to her knees. She tilted her head back and licked and sucked the fat plastic dick right in front of his face. His dick began to throb frantically, and he knew he was going to explode like never before.
"No more squeezing!" he gasped.
Laura tossed the vibrator aside and licked the head of his prick.
"Whose mouth do you want to cum in?" Erica asked as she began to jerk his cock a little faster.
Andy looked at Laura licking his dick, then at the dainty, red-nailed hand stroking his cock. He couldn't decide.
"Look at Laura's mouth," Erica said.
Laura began to work her tongue and lips, simulating sucking a cock. Andy had no time left to decide.
"Suck it!" he moaned, staring hard at Laura's sensuous mouth.
Erica began to beat his meat furiously. Laura plunged her head into his lap and covered the head of his cock just as he fired the first shot of cum. Her mouth went all the way down to his balls as he continued to cum hard. If she hadn't caught his cum in her mouth, he was sure it would have hit the ceiling.
Laura moaned deeply with every spurt and sucked the fiery juice down her throat. As his orgasm ebbed, Erica gently squeezed his cock, making sure she milked every last drop into Laura's mouth.
Andy had never experienced such a shattering orgasm. He watched through glazed eyes as Laura lifted her head and smacked her lips.
"Give me a taste," Erica muttered hotly. She kept her fist locked tightly around Andy's cock as she gave her lips to Laura and shared what little of his cum was left.
The kiss told Andy that he was in for more than simply fucking two women. They exhibited so much passion toward each other, he was sure they would be at each other's pussy before long. Which was just fine with him. Nothing turned him on quite as much as watching two beautiful women lick each other. He wished he could find the courage to tell his wife about this experience and suggest that she try making it with another woman.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Erica stood and tore off her dress, not caring that she broke the zipper. "I've got to cum!" she muttered.
"Sit down, darling, and let him eat your pussy," Laura said. "His cock isn't going to be much use for a while unless he has to pee."
Erica sat down and spread her legs. Laura sat by her and began to caress her tits. Andy got on his knees in front of her and looked at her crotch. Traces of sparkling moisture glistened in the silky curls along her slit. Her clit protruded from the top of her gash, bigger than Laura's. He hadn't fucked twice in one night in a long time, but he had to fuck both of these women.
He kissed Erica's pussy and gently caressed the soft flesh on the inside of her creamy thighs. She sucked in her breath sharply and moaned deep in her throat. He let his hands glide up her gorgeous body, delighting in the warmth radiating from her flesh. He closed his fingers around the big bloated nipples capping her tits and squeezed, eliciting another groan of pleasure from her.
Erica pulled Laura's head around and glued their lips together. She plunged her tongue deeply into Laura's mouth, flicking it as it pressed forward. Andy's hands began to caress the silky flesh of Erica's thighs. He feasted his eyes on the sweet knoll of her cunt and her exciting pink slit. Laura began to suck on Erica's tongue and pinch her fat nipples. Erica began to quiver and squirm her ass.
Andy followed his hands with his lips, pressing his mouth to her hair-fringed lower mouth.
Erica broke the kiss and giggled softly. "Ummm," she muttered. "Your beard tickles."
Andy rubbed his hairy cheeks against the soft flesh of her inner thighs, then dragged his chin over her weeping gash. Erica moaned. Her pelvis lurched upward, planting her pussy lips on his mouth and framing his face in the lovely swirls of her bush.
"Does his tongue feel good, darling?" Laura whispered.
"I know, dear, I know," Laura murmured, looking down at Andy's head as it burrowed deeper between Erica's thighs. "I'll suck your tits, okay?"
"Yeah, yeah, suck the hell out of them!"
Andy's tongue swirled over Erica's crotch, up and down her juicy gash, then along each side of her puffy gateway of pleasure. Laura lowered her head and began to suck Erica's tits. She went quickly from one tumid tit bud to the other, pulling them into her mouth with a strong suction and nipping them gently with her teeth.
Andy began to lap her crotch, covering every inch of the hairy mound, igniting new fires of lust in her cunt. He began to flick the tip of his tongue rapidly on her clit, taunting the fat button into a throbbing center of lust. Then his tongue slid back down the moist slash of her pussy lips and into her honey-filled hole.
Erica whimpered with rising passion and thrust her cunt at his mouth. Her ass lurched up with each plunge of his tongue. She grabbed his head with both hands and buried his lips in her cunt, trembling with pent-up passion. Each compelling swirl of his tongue brought appreciative sighs and moans of gratification from her as he lapped her snatch eagerly.
"I'm ... going ... to ... I'm cumming!" Erica moaned.
She sucked in a deep breath and gasped. Her body convulsed as the savage ecstasy of a powerful orgasm seized her. She jerked and bucked and banged her cunt into Andy's mouth. His own excitement mounted as she came and came in his mouth.
Laura sucked Erica's tits frantically. Andy washed her cunt with her tongue. She shook so hard, she seemed ready to shake apart from the intense jolts of pleasure shooting through her body. She put one foot on his shoulder and pushed him back.
"Fuck him, Laura," she panted.
Andy dragged Laura to the floor and rolled her onto her back. He flopped on his belly between her legs and began to lick the hollows at the top of her thighs. She wiggled her ass from side to side, trying to get her pussy under his mouth. He lifted her legs, spread them wide, and tickled her asshole with the tip of his tongue.
The need for physical and mental fulfillment devoured Laura, made her desperate for an orgasm. For only the third time in her life, someone was showing concern for her need.
"Oh, Andy, get me off," she moaned. "I want to cum so badly."
His tongue swirled around the mouth of her cunt and she jerked. His tongue rambled over her pussy from bottom to top, then slithered down the middle of her gash. Fluid movements enveloped her body from head to toe. He applied the tip of his tongue to her love button without touching any other part of her body. She began to jerk and scream even before he began to vibrate his tongue. Just his touch sent her into upheavals of orgasmic rapture.
Erica diddled her clit idly as she watched Andy turn Laura into a pile of orgasmic mush.
Andy brought her off twice. While she was lost in the middle of a mind-numbing orgasm, he rose to his knees. His beard and mustache glistened with her cunt juice. He held his cock with one hand, split her pussy lips with the blunt end, and shoved. He began to hunch and steadily fed his prick into her sopping hole.
When his cock was about halfway in, he began to fuck her, stretching her cunt wider, loosening her up. She took every inch of his dick easily. And began to cum harder than ever. Her climaxes came one after the other in explosive succession, the new one overlapping the previous one, an endless string of tumultuous contractions.
Erica slid off the couch and knelt by Laura. She began to suck her tits and finger her clit. Andy grinned and began to fuck Laura with short, rapid strokes. Laura didn't start cumming again. She had never stopped. Every plunge of Andy's cock into her frantic love tunnel increased her passion. Orgasms washed through her body like tidal waves, touching every nerve, turning her mind to mush and her muscles to a mass of quivering rubber.
"Oh, fuck! Oh, yes!" Laura wailed. Her voice rose to a quavering trill. She bucked and twisted, cumming as she had never cum before. Her grateful pussy spewed out hot juice that drenched his prick.
Andy withdrew her prick from Laura's slick grotto. He leaned down and kissed her pussy, then kissed her on the mouth.
"Out-fucking-rageous!" Laura exclaimed between heavy gasps.
"I like the way you fuck," he said.
"Fuck Erica now," Laura said. "She hasn't had your cock in her."
"Sit on the couch, honey," Erica said. "I'll sit on your lap with my back to you so Laura can lick my clit."
That was what Andy was hoping for. He wanted to see at least one of them suck pussy! He scrambled to his feet and sat on the couch.
Erica straddled his thighs with her knees on the couch. Laura reached between her thighs and held his shaft upright. She lowered herself slowly, biting her lower lip and moaning with joy as he filled her slippery depths. She flexed her cunt muscles and he gasped. He reached around her and began to knead her big tits.
Laura put the tip of her finger on Erica's clit and she blew apart. She began to ride Andy's cock hard, twisting and humping her ass violently. Her orgasm peaked and ebbed almost as suddenly as it started.
Erica settled down and grinned weakly at Laura. "Like a fucking jackrabbit, huh?"
"You needed it, darling," Laura replied.
"I'm going to take his cock up my ass and let you have my pussy all to yourself," Erica said.
"Oh, wow! That sounds fantastic!" Laura exclaimed.
Erica lifted her ass and Laura grasped Andy's cock when it came out of her pussy. Erica shifted forward and Laura guided the head of his rod to her back door. She sat down again, slower than when she took it up her cunt. Slowly, savoring every delicious moment, she began to slide up and down on his organ, her soft squirming motion sending hot ripples of bliss through her loins.
Laura moved up between Erica's thighs. She licked Erica's belly and kissed her cunt. She snaked the tip of her tongue into Erica's slit and began to lick her clit avidly. Erica moaned with ecstasy and began to buck. The dual thrill of Andy's huge cock stuffing her asshole and Laura's tongue on her love button drove her wild.
She hugged Laura's head and locked the tight ring of her asshole on Andy's shaft. She sobbed and began to jerk frantically. She felt his prick swell, signaling an impending explosion. She raised her ass high and hovered for a moment before plunging down with all her might.
She felt his stinging eruption spew into her guts. She tugged Laura's hair to vent her delirious excitement. For several long minutes, her hot, damp body twitched and bucked as her own orgasm tore through her. Andy's cock was pleasuring her asshole and Erica's tongue was giving her clitoris pure joy.
She slumped listlessly against Andy. Laura continued to flutter her tongue lightly over her supersensitive clit.
"Oh, darling," Erica muttered, pushing at Laura's head. "Please, no more. You'll drive me mad."
"How are you doing under there, Andy?" Laura asked.
"Surviving," he chuckled. "But just barely. I won't be able to fuck for a week. You two are fantastic. How about finishing the evening off with a flourish by giving me a little show?"
"A show?" Laura asked, feigning innocence. "Erica, do you have any idea what he's talking about?"
"Not in the least," Erica replied, going along with the game. "We both gave him a pretty fucking good show. If he can't get his cock up again, I can't think of any reason we shouldn't send him home."
"Come on, ladies!" Andy protested. "Stop teasing me. You know what kind of show I mean. I want to see you two suck each other off."
"Oh, that!" Laura said, breaking into laughter. "That's not a show. We can do that to each other all the time. Maybe you can manage to come by here one day when we're in the mood."
"Oh, what the hell?" Erica said, faking exasperation. "I suppose he won't leave until we give him what he wants, darling. Spread out on the floor and let's get it over with."
Laughing gaily, the two women tumbled onto the floor and went at each other avidly. Andy's eyes glittered as he relaxed and watched them. He wondered if he could talk Erica into inviting him back for another evening of fun and games.
"I'm beat," Erica said. "Good night, Andy. See you around."
"I hope so," he said. He dressed and left reluctantly.
Laura and Erica lay on the floor side by side, resting.
"Well, this has sure been an unusual experience," Laura muttered. "Any regrets?"
"Hell, no!" Laura exclaimed. "It was fun. You turned on the tape machine, didn't you?"
"Of course, darling. I wouldn't miss the chance to preserve your first threesome for posterity."
Laura chuckled. "He wasn't bad, was he? God, I hate to move, but I'd better get cleaned up and head on home."
"What's the rush? You don't think Jack is pacing the floor waiting for you, do you?"
"Naw, he's probably with some dolly, fucking his fool head off. Why don't we take a bath together?"
"Ummm, that sounds nice. We'll have to use the shower. The tub isn't big enough to hold two people. I've been thinking about installing a bigger one."
As the hot water pounded them, Laura said, "Erica, how long have you been bisexual? How did you get started?"
"I started my first year in college. I was so young and naive and terribly idealistic. I went to a frat party with a girl I had just met, my first week there. We both had a little too much to drink and she cut out. She'd been to those things before and knew how bad they could get, but she didn't tell me.
"Anyway, I let four boys fuck me, singly, then in different pairings, and finally all of them at once. I sucked, fucked, and jacked them off and even got a cock up the ass in the final act, when I took all four of them at once. A girl who had watched the whole thing crawled up between my legs and licked my pussy clean.
"She nailed me a couple of days later and I ended up with my head between her legs, sucking her pussy. She was a wild thing. Not a raving beauty by any means, but pretty enough, and she had a wonderful personality. I swear she could talk you into doing most anything you could think of. I discovered that I liked the taste of pussy, and she introduced me to other girls who had the same tastes."
"You must have had one hell of a time. Looking back, I wish I had been a little looser in college. I was very shy."
"You were very shy until just a few days ago!" Erica said with a chuckle. "Were you a virgin when you married Jack?"
"No, but I didn't have that much experience. I lost my cherry to a guy in the back seat of an old car. And there were one or two other guys, but nothing to write home about. Jack was the first one who ever went down on me."
"How did you like it?"
"I wasn't impressed. The way he eats me still doesn't impress me. Hell, I didn't even cum for the first two months we were married. It took almost a year before I really started to relax and enjoy sex of any kind, let alone being sucked off. It took Jack the longest time to convince me to suck his cock." Laura looked at Erica's glistening body and her eyes clouded. "I'm so glad you seduced me. You opened up a whole new world of sexual enjoyment to me."
Erica began to soap Laura's body. Her deft fingers quickly aroused Laura to a feverish state of excitement.
"Are you going to lick my pussy again?" Laura murmured. "Do you want me to?"
Laura nodded and licked her lips. She took the soap and began washing Erica. She trembled visibly as she lavished suds on her hot tits and velvety thighs with caressing strokes.
Erica pressed Laura against the tiled wall and mashed her slippery tits against Laura's lush melons. She thrust her tongue between Laura's lips with a moan of impatience. Her fingers probed the lips of Laura's pussy, then slid deep into her hot box and began a hard, thrusting motion.
Laura groaned with excitement and began to suck on Erica's tongue. She kneaded her tits with one hand, stuck her other hand between Erica's legs and plunged two fingers into Erica's cunt. They kissed and finger-fucked each other into fits of passion.
They clung together and cried out simultaneously as the ecstasy ripped through their bodies. Laura shuddered and slumped against Erica.
"God, what you do to me," Laura muttered weakly.
"Let's go to bed," Erica whispered.
"You're a witch," Laura laughed softly. "You're going to drive me crazy. But you know I can't resist you, don't you? What are we going to do?"
"Kiss Jack off and get on with our lives, darling. I was a pretty good private detective before I let him hook me into whoring for him."
"Can you teach me to be a private detective? I can pay you. Or put up the money to open our own agency. I need to do something with my life besides fuck myself silly all the time."
"Nothing wrong with fucking yourself silly, darling," Erica laughed. "We don't have to worry about money. I've made a lot, and invested it wisely. I think we'll make a pretty good team."
"The best," Laura agreed.
"Now, let's go to bed so I can lick your pussy before we cool off again," Erica said.
"Oh, darling, I don't think I will ever cool off with you. How are we going to celebrate our new relationship?"
"Why don't we chill lots of champagne, invite four or five studs, and fuck ourselves silly?" Erica giggled. "I've got a bodacious little black book."
"God, I love the way your mind works!" Laura exclaimed.
