Most of us lead two lives-real and fantasy. The housewife imagines herself leading a life of luxury. The businessman imagines himself away from the rat race, fishing by a quiet lake. The schoolboy dreams of future wealth and power. And then there are sexual fantasies- wild dreams that we seldom expect to see come true.
In this story, Vicki McMasters has learned to be outward and honest with her sexual desires, and she becomes a woman whom many would brand a slut and others would merely call liberated. She is a woman dedicated to become a sexually-liberated soul-a person who not only feels sexually free, but who had been compelled to unshackle others from the bounds of Puritanism.
OPEN WIDE WIFE deals with a volatile issue, an issue that government has tried to define, that churches have tried to repress, that swingers have tried to advocate-but perhaps the answer lies with the individual. Let he or she decide their own standard of morality, just as the young woman in this book has done.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Arthur McMasters pounded his cock into Vicki's seething snatch. He felt her firm body writhe beneath his on the bed and he wished he would come soon. He glanced quickly at the clock near the bed. It was nearly seven-thirty in the morning and if he wasn't careful, he would be late for the office.
"Ohhhh! Give it to me, lover!" Vicki whispered, clawing lightly at his ass. She dug her long, red-painted fingernails into his tight asscheeks, urging him to ream her cunt harder.
"Ohhhh! Fuck my pussy! Fuck me!" Vicki chanted, hoping this time would not be like all the other times. She worked her hand between their bodies and began to fondle her hardened nipple.
Arthur glanced again at the clock. Getting late. He thrust his rigid prick into Vicki's dewy snatch, thinking only of the pleasure he felt. He was in a hurry to get to the office and Vicki, his beautiful wife, had begged him once again to fuck her. Almost angrily, without really realizing that he was coming, the spurting jets of jism burst from the head of his dick and flooded Vicki's cunt.
"Yesssss! Give me your come!" Vicki hissed, this time in mock appreciation. Actually, she was angry as hell with Arthur. Not only did she have to beg him to fuck her, but once he finally consented, he fucked her as quickly as possible without ever caring whether or not she was enjoying it.
Arthur's cock hadn't even gotten soft yet when he slipped out of bed, kissed Vicki on the forehead, then padded off to take a shower and leave for the office. Vicki did not move until she heard the apartment door close and lock. She stared at the ceiling, blinking back tears. When anger and frustration mingled with a sense of being neglected, Vicki decided that something had to change. She wasn't exactly sure yet what she was going to do, but she would do it on her own, and she wouldn't tell Arthur about it.
Her clit was still tingling as she sat at the kitchen table and drank her morning coffee. The sunlight was brilliant as it streamed in through the balcony window, shining off of Vicki's tit-length, slightly wavy brunette hair. Her eyes, too, were a rich, chocolate brown, and they sparkled with her inner energy.
Vicki's body was like a bomb, ticking slowly. Her cunt needed to be satisfied, and if Arthur wasn't interested in being the man to do it, then-damn it!-she'd find someone else willing to do the job.
Vicki got to her feet and looked at her reflection in the balcony window. Through the sheer material of her baby doll nightie, her areolas, the size of silver dollars and brown as her eyes, were clearly visible. And her nipples, still hard and aroused, were making sharp dents in the nightie.
The morning rolled slowly by for Vicki. She sat and stared out the window, listening to birds chirping. They annoyed her. She was angry and they seemed so happy. Always so damn happy. Do birds fuck? Do the male birds conscientiously make sure their wives have regular orgasms? She smiled at the thought.
When the doorbell rang, Vicki suddenly realized that it was nine-thirty. It would, no doubt, be the grocery delivery boy. He arrived every Wednesday at nine-thirty. Her first thought was to dash to the bedroom and put on her robe, but then she felt that itching in her cunt and decided against it.
Vicki opened the door, peeking around it so her body was hidden from the hallway. Tommy stood there, two bags of groceries in his arms.
"Hi, Tommy! Come on in!" Vicki said, swinging the door open wide. Tommy walked past her, not noticing at first that she was nearly naked. "Just set them down in the kitchen and I'll get your tip."
Vicki went to the bedroom and pulled two dollars from her purse. She returned and Tommy's eyes bugged out when he looked at her. Between her legs was a dark, triangular patch of hair. Tommy had never seen that before. And her tits, so big and full, were capped with hard nipples. Instantly his mouth went dry. He couldn't say a word. All young Tommy, a virgin, could do was stare at her tits.
"Want to help me put the stuff away?" Vicki asked casually, walking past Tommy to the full bags. She began putting the groceries in the appropriate cupboards and then noticed that Tommy hadn't moved a muscle. All he could do was watch the way her tits wiggled and jiggled whenever she moved.
"Is something wrong, Tommy?" Vicki asked calmly, as though she wasn't aware of the fact that she was driving the young boy crazy. When she saw the lump between Tommy's legs, his jeans stretched out and straining to contain a young but very hard cock, Vicki smiled.
"M-Mrs. McMasters," Tommy stammered, "you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my whole life."
"Why thank you, Tommy. That's sweet of you." Vicki took the two dollars from the table and moved closer to the boy. At five-foot-eight she was several inches taller than him. "And for that sweet compliment, I'll give you an extra special tip this week."
Vicki stuffed the money in his front pocket, and bent down slightly to kiss Tommy on the lips. Tommy's whole body, like his cock, was rigid. Vicki dropped slowly to her knees, kissing his neck and chest as she went down. She unbuckled his belt, planting a warm, wet kiss on his cock through his jeans. Pulling down his zipper, Vicki tugged his pants down to his thighs and his young cock tented out his underwear.
"Tommy, you've got a big cock for such a young boy," Vicki whispered. She pulled down his underwear and his prick sprang free. Vicki's head was spinning as she looked at the cock. She had been married to Arthur for eight years and never, during all those years, had she sucked another man's cock. Her hands were trembling as she cupped Tommy's balls in her palm and squeezed them lightly. "I'm going to suck you off, Tommy. Has anyone ever done that to you before?"
"No, Mrs. McMasters."
"But you mustn't tell anyone, okay?" Vicki said, wrapping her trembling fingers around the thick shaft of his prick. Tommy nodded and she kissed the spongy, round knob. "Ohhhhh! Tommy ..."
Vicki let her lips touch lightly on the head, then she pushed forward slowly. The conical cockhead parted her lips and sunk several inches into her mouth. Vicki's soft lips rolled over the quivering meat, forming a perfect seal around the hot flesh. She felt the crown of Tommy's prick throb against her tongue and squeezed his balls a little harder, wondering if they would give her the kind of load she was used to getting from Arthur.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Vicki moaned as her thick lips inched toward the base of Tommy's cock. She felt the cockhead pushing over her tongue, pressing it to the bottom of her mouth. Vicki salivated as though she was a starving woman eating an expensive steak rather than a horny young woman sucking a hard, young cock. She pushed forward, taking the hard prick into her mouth until her lips touched her fist that was wrapped around the cock shank. Then, with the thick, quivering tube of prick meat firmly plugged into her mouth, Vicki let her tongue go to work. It scraped here and there, moving as best it could in her mouth around the dick.
Finally Vicki pulled back, releasing the cock very slowly from her mouth. She could feel with her lips and tongue every ridge and vein of Tommy's cock. Her hungry lips released the meat from her mouth until just the very tip of the cockhead was still in her mouth. Then, with the shaft wet with her spit, she tongued the knob while pounding on the shank.
"Arrrggghhhh!" Tommy groaned as bolts of passion raced through his cock, making his whole body quiver with lust.
Vicki chewed lightly on the cockhead with her lips, kneading the spongy meat until it pulsed with life against her tongue. She released the cock and licked around the ridge that separated the cockhead from the shaft. Once that was finished, Vicki let her tongue trail along the side of the prick until she reached his balls.
"Do you want me to lick your balls, Tommy? Huh? Do you want me to suck on your big balls?" Vicki looked up at Tommy. He was still staring at her with that vague, sort of dazed look in his eyes.
Vicki lashed out at the hairy nut sac with her tongue. When it was moist with her spit, she sucked one nut into her mouth tenderly and let her tongue slide over the rough surface. She could feel the wet warmth his cock sent through her body as it twitched against the side of her face.
Tommy reached down and felt Vicki's silky, shining hair. How many times had he dreamed she would do this to him? How many times had he jerked off in bed, dreaming that his prick was ramming down her throat, or shoved deep in her tightly clasping cunt?
Vicki released Tommy's ball from her mouth and sucked the other one in. Her hot lips tantalized the sac while her tongue danced on the nut. She squeezed Tommy's asscheeks in her hands, delighted that his young body was so slender, firm and muscular.
When Vicki let Tommy's nut slip from her lips, she began tonguing his tight thighs, caressing that special area where his thigh joined with his balls. Tommy's knees shook as she stroked his throbbing meat, planting loud wet kisses on his straining thighs.
"I want your come," Vicki whispered, now rubbing the burgeoning cockhead against her nose and cheeks. "I want to feel your balls explode. And I'll be the first woman to ever taste your come. You'll always remember me for this, Tommy. And when you're an old man, you'll still remember, this blow-job and believe in your heart that f sucked your cock better than anyone else."
Vicki reached around his body again to cup his tight ass in her hands. She pulled him toward her open mouth and his dick rammed between her full lips.
"Mmmmmmm!" Vicki moaned as his cock-head slammed against the back of her mouth. She pitched her head back and forth slowly, taking his prick into her mouth so that her cheeks puffed out with his thickness. Then, as she pulled back, her cheeks sunk inward, forming perfectly to the girth of Tommy's thick, heavily veined shank. As Vicki tossed her face at Tommy again and she pulled his hips toward her to drive his meat between her lips, Tommy figured out what he was supposed to do. After that he began pumping his hips slowly back and forth, fucking Vicki's hot, wet, clenching lips.
"Ahhh! Grrrr!" Tommy groaned, feeling his balls begin to tingle. He knew the feeling.
They always did that before he came. But this time would be different. This time his come would squirt into Vicki McMasters' mouth, the way he had always fantasized it would.
"Mmmmmmm! Nummmmmm!" Vicki moaned. A thin trickle of spit escaped the corner of her mouth and crawled down the side of her face to her chin.
Tommy fondled Vicki's hair and pushed his straining cock between her lips. His whole body trembled as his balls, swinging freely between his legs, tingled more and more by the second. He felt his cock's crown slam against the back of Vicki's mouth and saw how her head suddenly snapped back several inches from the impact.
Vicki felt the teenager's prick throb more powerfully between her lips and she knew that it wouldn't be long before she got her much-needed drink of come. Damn, how she craved his jism! She released his ass and rolled her hard nipples between her fingers through her nightie. The sheer material, as soft and smooth as velvet, added to the sensations in her nipples.
Vicki thought briefly of sliding her hand into her lace bikini panties and fingering herself, but she decided to let that wait. She would teach young Tommy how to finger a mature woman's cunt to really make her crazy with lust. She would be his love teacher, sex therapist. The idea delighted her and she sucked harder, drawing a fierce suction on the thrusting driving pole of hard flesh.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Tommy gasped, feeling his balls bounce between his tense thighs, then pull up tight to his body.
Vicki pinched her nipples, causing screaming lust to run through her veins. The surging meat punched between her tightly clasping lips, ovalling them, stretching her mouth wide open. Vicki's tongue was flattened in her mouth as she felt the throbbing meat pound into her.
"Mmmmmmm!" she moaned, accepting as much of the meat into her mouth as she could. And then she felt it. The cockhead grew even larger than before, stretching her lips wider than ever, and the first blast of creamy come exploded from the tip. The salty jism splattered against her frisking tongue, arousing Vicki even more. Tommy reamed her lips and the second eruption of come, blasting through his thick tube of meat, shot against the back of her mouth, sliding right down her throat.
"Fuckkkkkkk! Yeahhhhhhhh!" Tommy screamed, eyes tightly shut as his balls jerked out the come.
Vicki gulped down the cream when her mouth was completely filled with the pungent liquid, then she tongued the spewing cockhead some more. She was thoroughly amazed at how much jism Tommy's balls held. He came much more than Arthur.
"Take it! Take it!" Tommy hissed, feeling rockets exploding in his head. His knees trembled and his entire body twitched. His legs threatened to not hold him. He lost all sense of reality, could think of only the hot lips working feverishly on his cock.
Vicki greedily took the last weak spurts of Tommy's thick flavorful come and swallowed it without releasing the prick from her mouth. She remained there in the kitchen, on her knees dressed in a see-through nightie, sucking the cock of a teenage boy many years her junior. She let her lips crawl along the meat even as it shrank in size and she moaned deep in her throat, almost sorrowfully, as Tommy's cock got smaller and smaller. But now she could take all of his meat into her mouth and she did, chomping on the meat until her button nose was buried in his curly hair.
Vicki sucked Tommy's cock until it was clean of all come and then she pulled back, about to let the meat slip from her mouth. But then, with the flaccid cock stretched out by her hotly sucking lips, Vicki felt the meat twitch ever so slightly.
Is he getting hard again? Vicki thought.
That's amazing! She gulped on his meat, letting her hungry, glistening lips travel full-length along his prick. And soon Tommy's cock was once again throbbing with lust. Finally Vicki pulled her mouth off his cock and looked up at him.
"I've never seen anyone get hard again that fast," she said. "You're going to be an incredible lover someday."
"That was fantastic, Mrs. McMasters," Tommy said, reverence in his eyes. "I've never come that hard in my life."
Vicki chuckled and got to her feet. She took his cock in hand and led him to the bedroom. Then, looking at the bed in which she and Arthur had fucked in so many times, she decided to fuck on the couch. That would be better.
"Do you want to fuck me, Tommy?"
"Yes! Oh, yes!"
Vicki sat on the couch and positioned Tommy so he was standing between her spread thighs. She sucked his cock a bit more, getting it as hard as she could, then motioned for him to get to his knees.
"Now when you fuck a woman, you've got to be mindful of the woman's whole body. Remember to caress her nipples and play with her ass while you're fucking her." Vicki remembered how many times she had told Arthur to fondle her tits while he fucked her and the thought bothered her. Since he had begun making the rapid climb up the ladder of success in his accounting firm, Arthur was always in too much of a hurry to worry about her. Just stick his cock in, ram it back and forth until he came, then dash off to some organizational meeting or lunch with some big shot. Vicki made up her mind then and there to make Tommy a caring, erotic lover.
"Take off my panties."
Tommy did as ordered with trembling hands. He stared at her cunt, saw the pink slit buried in the curly bush. It was the first cunt he had ever seen and his breath caught in his throat.
"Now rub my pussy, then fuck me. And remember what I told you. Be concerned about more than just your own cock. Remember there's more to a woman than just holes you can sink your dick into."
Tommy clumsily rubbed her pussy, completely missing her fiery clit, and Vicki guided her searching fingers until he discovered the most sensitive spots. Then, with new-found confidence, he moved closer to Vicki, sniffing the fragrant aroma of her cunt juice on his finger.
Vicki grabbed his prick and pulled the rigid meat to her moist snatch. She rubbed the round cockhead against her dewy opening, and when Tommy gave a short thrust of his hips, his cock sunk into Vicki.
"You're so hot there," Tommy hissed, watching his prick spread her pussylips. He felt her snatch tightly, wetly caressing every throbbing inch of his meat and he went just a little bit crazy. Fucking! He was finally fucking! Despite Vicki's urgings to slow down and pay more attention to her nipples, Tommy reamed her cunt as hard and fast as he could. He slammed into her, watching her full, upturned tits roll back and forth on her rib cage. He saw the way her dark hair cascaded down her shoulders almost to her nipples, reflecting the early afternoon sunlight.
"Slow down, Tommy. I'm not going anywhere!" Vicki urged, but it was useless and she knew it. Another time, once he had gotten his virginity clean out of his system, he would be less restless.
Tommy plowed into her, thrashing between her legs. His hot, come-laden balls smacked against her ass and then the bubbling come boiled out of his nuts. He gasped as sizzling hot jets raced through his dick to squirt into the clasping, milking snatch.
Vicki bit her bottom lip softly. Her clit was on fire for the second time that day, but like her husband, Tommy had fucked her too quickly, climaxed too soon for Vicki to enjoy her own orgasm.
"I-I'm sorry. I forgot everything you told me," Tommy said weakly. He pulled his shrinking cock from her jism-filled pussy and got to his feet.
"That's okay, Tommy," Vicki said, watching him pull up his underwear and fasten his pants again. "Next time it will be better. You won't be so high-strung next week."
Tommy looked at his watch and his jaw dropped. "It's ten-thirty!" he shouted, then raced to the door. "Bye, Mrs. McMasters!"
"Bye, Tommy! I hope you enjoyed yourself!" Vicki said, but Tommy was already out the door. She wondered briefly what Tommy's boss would do when he returned. An hour is one hell of a long time to deliver some groceries.
Vicki made herself some lunch and lounged in the apartment all day, never getting dressed or even putting her panties back on. It felt good to have young Tommy's hot come warming her cunt, and even after lunch she could still taste his thick, salty jism in her mouth.
CHAPTER TWO
Vicki felt a little guilty about what she had done with Tommy that night, but Thursday, just one day after fucking the teenager, Arthur arrived home two hours late from work. The delicious supper Vicki had prepared was ruined and Arthur, in characteristic fashion, not only didn't notice the trouble his wife had gone through for him, but changed clothes and left again for "an important meeting."
Vicki's anger boiled inside her all that night and into Friday. She refused to talk to Arthur and became even more angry when he didn't notice she was giving him the silent treatment.
Friday morning Vicki slipped into her jogging suit-a baggy, gray outfit that did nothing to highlight her full tits, flat stomach or tight little ass-and tried to vent her anger with exhaustion. All the running accomplished was to get her heart pumping hard and the vital juices flowing in her cunt once again.
Vicki jogged four times around the block, then headed back to her apartment building. In the lobby she saw Ross, a boy about Tommy's age, ringing a buzzer to get past the security door.
"I'll let you in," Vicki said, pulling the appropriate key from her pocket.
"Thank you, Mrs. McMasters. I've got collecting to do."
"Then I'll see you soon, eh?" Vicki asked, appraising the teenager's slightly muscular, slender body. He was about her height and rather handsome for a youngster.
"Yeah. You'll be in?" Ross asked, paging through his account book. He delivered newspapers to the apartments and once a week collected money.
"Yes," Vicki answered, her voice a sultry purr. "I'll be waiting for you."
Ross dashed off as Vicki took the elevator to the second floor. Once in the apartment, she stripped out of her clothes and tossed them in the dirty clothes hamper. She then filled the bath tub with warm water, adding a liberal amount of bubble bath so that the suds rose from the tub like foam in a beer mug.
Vicki took a half-empty bottle of burgundy wine from the refrigerator and poured some of the liquid into a long-stemmed glass. Then it was back to the bathroom to soak away her troubles.
Vicki was in the tub thirty minutes before she heard the doorbell ring. "Come in!" she called out. "The door's unlocked!"
There was a moment's hesitation, then the door opened just a crack and Ross peered inside. He couldn't see where Vicki was.
"I'm in here! Just follow my voice!" Vicki checked to make sure that she was completely hidden with suds, except for her knees and head. She grinned mischievously as she waited for Ross to find his way to the bathroom.
"Oh!" Ross gasped, seeing Vicki in the tub. "Excuse me, Mrs. McMasters! I didn't realize that-"
"That's all right, Ross. You can come in." She smiled at Ross innocently. "I'm sorry, but I just couldn't wait to get in the tub. How much do I owe you?"
"Two dollars and fifty cents," Ross said, looking at everything in the bathroom but Vicki. "I can come back later if you would like."
"Oh, I don't think that's really necessary, do you?"
Ross shook his head. He brought Vicki her purse and she fished out three dollars, Ross turning his back, pretending to be interested in something on the wall. Actually he was just afraid to look at her tits which had come up through the layer of suds when she sat up. Vicki dropped the money to the carpeted floor and slouched back in the tub, once again buried in suds.
"Ross?"
"Yes, Mrs. McMasters?"
"How would you like to put your cock in my mouth?" Vicki said it in the same tone she would ask a guest if he'd like a cup of coffee. When Ross turned to face her, his prick was stretched down his leg, bulging out his pants. Vicki sat up once again, exposing her tits. The nipples were hard, extended, pointing out from the center of her dark areolas. She reached for Ross and he walked closer without saying a word.
Vicki cooed softly like a bird and tugged his faded jeans down his legs. Young Ross' cock was much like Tommy's-young, very hard, pleasing to look at and delicious to suck. Vicki leaned over the edge of the tub, soap bubbles clinging to her tanned flesh, and captured the mushroom-shaped cockhead between her lips.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Vicki moaned, tonguing the semi-hard head. She bared her teeth and let them graze lightly along the shank and was pleased when she felt Ross' cock get even harder in her mouth. Her beautiful face was twisted from the thickness of his cock, and Ross couldn't remember seeing anything more beautiful in his life.
"That feels good, Mrs. McMasters," Ross said, reaching down to tweak her wet nipple. "Nobody's ever done that quite like that."
Vicki pushed forward, taking in more of his cock. She gnawed on the shank with her hungry, thick lips while toying with his nuts in her hand. Then she pulled back, uncorking the prick from her mouth with a loud smack.
"You mean you're not a virgin?"
"No." Ross' face turned a crimson red.
"Who else has sucked your cock?"
"The Tikki girls, Mrs. McMasters."
Vicki kicked the name over in her mind and came up with names and faces. Sylvia and Lianne Tikki. Two young girls, still in their teens, who live in the apartment building.
"You mean they've been sucking on this wonderful cock of yours?" Vicki lashed at the cockhead briefly, whipping it with her tongue.
She decided that if she couldn't be the first woman to wantonly toss her hungry lips along the quivering, rigid length of Ross' cock, at least she could be the best. Yeah, she'd be the best cocksucker the teenager would ever know.
"Yeah, I've been getting it on with them for a couple months now," Ross said. He was feeling more comfortable now, less nervous about the older woman who sucked his prick. "They're real energetic and all, but they don't do it quite like you do."
"And you fuck them, too," Vicki said, releasing the cock from her lips for just a second before once again tossing her head back and forth over the meaty tube.
"You bet. As often as they let me. Sometimes I even get to fuck them in the ass."
Vicki gasped and looked up at Ross. Those young girls could take a cock up the ass? It riled her. At twenty-six, she had never been able to let Arthur fuck her ass, and the notion of being out-done by a couple of teenagers went against her ego.
"You're kidding me," Vicki said, rubbing the head of his cock against her lips as she spoke. "Did you really fuck them in the ass?"
"Yeah."
Vicki stood up and got out of the tub, dripping suds and water on the floor. Grabbing a bar of soap, she worked the bar along the crack of her ass until it was very slick.
"Listen, I want you to fuck me in the ass," Vicki said seriously, looking into Ross' eyes. "Even if I tell you to stop, I want you to continue. If you do that for me, I'll suck your cock and fuck you whenever you want. That's a promise."
Ross, more cocky than most boys his age, smiled lustfully. "So you wanna get fucked in the ass? You think you can dig it?"
A flicker of fear passed through Vicki's mind. The transformation in Ross was amazing. One minute he was the shy young kid who wouldn't even look at her tits; the next minute he was joking lewdly with her.
"I don't know if I can dig it, as you put it," Vicki said, reaching down to caress his cock briefly. "But I want to learn."
"You got a deal, lady," Ross said, rolling Vicki's soapy nipples between his fingers.
Vicki dropped to her hands and knees and Ross got behind her, his jutting cock standing out proudly from his body. He positioned himself close behind her, then pushed her down to her elbows so her dangling tits just barely touched the carpet.
"Ready or not, here goes nothin'," Ross chuckled, grabbing his rock-like prick by the base and rubbing the knob between Vicki's asscheeks. Then, once his cockhead was slick with soap, he grabbed her by the hips. Gentle pressure proved futile. Ross pushed harder, pulling Vicki toward him by the hips.
"Easy now," Vicki said, preparing for the pain. "Don't go too fast."
Ross chuckled, feeling the resistance her bunghole had to his cock. Then, getting a good hold on her hips, Ross speared into her. He felt her tight asshole fight him and fail as his plunging cock stabbed into her virgin opening.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Vicki screamed as the searing pain ripped through her body. Her arms collapsed and she went face down on the carpet as Ross' heaving body smashed into her. She felt every painful inch of his meat as it tore into her and she thought her ass was being ripped apart. Vicki lunged forward, trying to get away from Ross, but she only managed to end up on her belly, now more vulnerable than before. She felt Ross' hips smack against her asscheeks and she bit her lip, tasting her own blood as she quivered in pain.
"I can't take it!" Vicki screamed, struggling to roll over and get the teenager's awful prick out of her ass. "Please stop!"
"No way, bitch!" Ross hissed, flattening himself on top of her. He pulled his dick out a couple of inches, then slammed down on her again, reaming her tight bunghole and forcing her cunt to scrape against the rough surface of carpet.
"P-please! Just wait!" Vicki moaned, half crazy with pain. Her hard nipples slid against the carpet and the burning sensation from her aroused nubbins added to the pain in her body.
Vicki managed to push her upper body up slightly as Ross continued to pound his throbbing prick up her ass. She crawled a few feet and Ross stayed right with her, slamming his rigid cock up her bunghole with incredible force. When she reached the tub, Vicki pulled herself up slightly, getting her arms over the edge.
"Stop! I'm begging you!" she whimpered, the pain now less either because her asshole was getting accustomed to Ross' cock or because she was getting numb from pain.
"Fuck you!" Ross hissed in reply. He dug his fingers into her hips, pulling her ass backward to ream her bunghole. He felt his balls slap against her straining thighs and Ross released her hips to paw Vicki's fat, swaying tits. He pinched the nipples, tugging on them to increase the blinding pain in her quivering body.
Vicki finally worked her knees under her body and Ross' long, throbbing prick slipped from her ass. She pushed herself up more on the edge of the tub, then Ross grabbed her hair and pushed her head down. Vicki's soapy hands couldn't grasp the slick tub and her head dipped into the water. She struggled but Ross held her tightly and with her head under the water, he once again shoved his cock up her ass.
"Arrrrgggghhhh!" Ross groaned as his driving cock began to tingle. Vicki's asshole was so tight that it literally massaged his cock like a hand.
Vicki was wrapped around the edge of the tub, her head under the soapy water as she flayed with her arms and legs. The idea of being drowned while an insane teenager fucked her ass filtered through her mind. Air now became more important than getting his cock out of her ass. When Ross pulled her head out of the water, Vicki gulped the sweet air into her lungs. And then, hardly catching her breath, Vicki was forced into the water again.
Ross pulled back and stabbed his cock between Vicki's asscheeks hard, stretching her bunghole massively. He pushed Vicki's head down farther into the water, loving the way she struggled to get free.
"Damn!" he choked out, feeling his balls itch more and more each time he plowed his cock into Vicki's tightly clenching ass. "It won't be long now, bitch!"
Ross pulled Vicki's head up and again she gulped in air. He snapped her head back, keeping a tight grip on her hair.
"I'm gonna come right up your ass!" he hissed as Vicki gasped for air. "Right up your-"
"Please!" Vicki screamed before she was once again forced into the water. She felt the pounding cock ream her bruised ass, then pull back only to stab deeply into her again.
"Fuckkkkkkk!" Ross screamed, his invading dick plowing full-length up Vicki's ass. Then, as his swinging balls slapped against her tanned thighs, the bubbling come boiled up from his balls and shot out the end of his dick. "Fuckkkkk!" he screamed again as jets of jism spurted into Vicki's asshole.
Vicki was near the point of unconsciousness. She needed air soon or she would pass out. She felt jism filling her bowels and hoped that as soon as Ross came he would release her.
As the final, weak spurt of come trickled out Ross' cock, he let go of Vicki's hair and her head burst up out of the water. He fell to one side, his prick slipping from her tight ass, and Vicki slumped to the other side. Lying on her back, Vicki's big tits rose and fell as she breathed in the delicious air. And they lay like that, legs tangled together, composing themselves for several minutes without either saying a word.
"You're a bastard," Vicki said, breaking the silence. "I wanted you to fuck me in the ass, not brutally rape me."
"You wanted to get cornholed and that's exactly what you got. If you wanted tenderness and a nice gentle fuck, you should have hired a gigolo."
"Why did you have to be so rough?"
"I just didn't want you to back out, that's all." Ross pulled up his pants and fastened them, still lying on the floor. "Next time it won't hurt so much. After getting fucked in the ass four or five times you'll learn to love it."
"Do Sylvia and Lianne love it?"
"Buttfucking? Yeah, they really go crazy." Ross got to his feet, looking down at the naked, wet woman. Vicki's thick, brunette hair was splayed out on the carpet, dripping wet. "I'll see you later, Mrs. McMasters."
Ross walked out of the apartment, a strange smile pursing his lips. He liked the idea of buttfucking Vicki. It was almost as if she had openly invited him to rape her. A little struggling, Ross concluded, makes fucking so much more enjoyable.
CHAPTER THREE
Vicki's ass was sore all that day and through Saturday. She didn't even try to seduce Arthur Saturday night and he seemed pleased about it. Normally, she would attack Arthur's cock with her mouth on Saturday evening, begging him to fuck her. Instead, they sat in the apartment and watched television, then went out for supper. In bed, Arthur fell asleep almost immediately and Vicki did the same.
On Sunday Arthur watched baseball on television and Vicki decided to go for a walk. Dressed in faded, tight-fitting cut-off jeans and a halter top that showed off much of her tits, Vicki left the apartment.
In the hallway Vicki found herself face to face with Lianne and Sylvia Tikki. Lianne, her auburn hair pulled back in a pony tail, was wearing a T-shirt that allowed her dark areolas to be visible.
"Hello, Mrs. McMasters," Lianne said. "How are you today?"
"Fine," Vicki said. She looked at Lianne, trying to figure out exactly how experienced the youngster was at fucking and sucking. Sylvia was a year younger than Lianne. Did Sylvia love to get fucked in the ass like Ross claimed?
"Where are you going?"
"Just for a walk," Vicki answered. "Want to come with me?"
"Naw, we're going to watch the boys play basketball," Lianne said, a soft giggle escaping her. "See you later!"
Vicki watched as the girls walked toward the stairway. Both teenagers had firm, tight asses and medium-sized tits. Vicki tried to imagine what the girls would look like on their knees with a big, pulsating cock sliding in and out of their mouths. Did they swallow the come or spit it out like the faint of heart?
As Vicki stepped out into the brilliant afternoon sunlight she put on a pair of sunglasses with huge lenses. Her high-heeled shoes clicked softly on the sidewalk as she walked. In the parking lot she saw a basketball game going on. Four boys-Vicki recognized only Ross and Tommy-were playing a vigorous game, naked from the waist up. Vicki moved closer, getting a better look at their naked, sweaty torsos. Then, for the first time in days, she felt the familiar twitching in her pussy. Watching the boys play, seeing their slender bodies shining with perspiration, made her mouth water. She needed to suck a cock and that was all there was to it. Off to one side, sitting on the bumper of a car, Vicki saw Lianne and Sylvia.
"You've got them for now," Vicki whispered to herself. "But, girls, I'll have them all later."
Vicki rushed back to the apartment and found Arthur still watching television. She sat on the floor at his feet and watched the baseball game, toying casually with Arthur's thigh. Then, without saying anything, she tugged down his zipper.
"Are you at it again?" Arthur said sternly. "I swear I married a sex maniac."
"You don't have to do anything," Vicki said bitterly. "Watch your fucking TV if you want to, but I'm going to suck your cock while you do it."
Arthur pushed his hips forward in the chair so he sat on the edge. His limp cock flopped out of his fly and Vicki slipped between his thighs, rubbing her plump tits against the chair.
"Why aren't you more interested in fucking me?" Vicki asked, recalling how they were almost constantly fucking and sucking when they first married.
"Will you shut up?"
Vicki shrugged her shoulders. She gingerly picked up his limp prick and kissed the head. Her velvety lips parted, taking in the cockhead. As her tongue curled around the knob, she sucked all of his prick into her mouth, feeling the jagged-edge of the zipper against her lips. Vicki stayed like that, all of Arthur's cock in her mouth, as she sucked and rubbed with her tongue. She felt the meat twitch and grow, getting longer, harder and thicker. Soon the cockhead was pressing against the back of her mouth and she had to pull up or be choked.
"Mmmmm!" Vicki moaned, bobbing her head slowly along the length of delicious meat. She pulled the string on her halter top and the knot loosened and her tits bounced out free. Vicki tweaked her nipples as she sucked Arthur's cock. Her wavy hair spilt into his lap and stuck to the base of the spit-slick cock.
"That feels good," Arthur said casually. He watched Vicki's thick lips slide over the ridge of his cockhead, then push down farther, surrounding his shank.
Vicki pistoned her head quickly, moving up and down just a few inches to let the knob of Arthur's hard prick pierce her lips. She lashed at the tip, attacking it with her tongue. She tried to work her tongue into the tiny slit at the very end of Arthur's cock and felt his body get rigid. Vicki looked up at him, his thick prick still ovalling her lips. Arthur, though, was watching the baseball game. Now angry as well as frustrated, Vicki suddenly got to her feet.
"Fuck you, Arthur!" she hissed, her words dripping with venom. "I'm cutting you off. Next time you want your cock sucked, you're going to have to beg me to do it."
"What the hell is wrong with you? The least you could do is finish what you started."
"Jerk off!" Vicki tied her halter top again and left the apartment in a huff. "Rat bastard," she mumbled, waiting for the elevator. Then, impatient, she went to the stairs, deciding to walk the one flight. Turning the corner she bumped into Tommy, still sweaty, a basketball under his arm.
"Oh! Hi, Mrs. McMasters!"
"Damn am I glad to see you!" Vicki said. In her high-heeled shoes she was now six or seven inches taller than the young boy. Vicki dropped to her knees and grabbed Tommy's trunks. She pulled them down to his ankles and found his cock held tightly by a jock.
"Mrs. McMasters, what if we get caught?" Tommy said, looking around to see if anyone could see them. The stairway was empty except for them.
"I need your cock, Tommy. Honest, I need it right now." Vicki jerked down his jock and sucked his prick into her mouth. Instantly it started growing to a state of hardness. Vicki's head moved back and forth in a smooth, swanlike fashion as she mouthed his meat. Slurping sounds came from her lips as her tongue worked feverishly, rolling along the smooth underside of the cock.
"Ohhhh!" Tommy hissed, running his fingers through Vicki's silky hair. "I love the way you do that."
Vicki grabbed his cock in her fist and pounded on the shaft while rotating her face around the knob. She wasn't interested in prolonging the cocksucking for as long as possible like she normally did. This time she wanted him to come as quickly as possible. Vicki knew the incredible way Tommy could get hard after shooting his nuts and she would be more patient the second time around.
Vicki was so intent on gulping down Tommy's come, and he was so thrilled at the feelings her hungry lips were providing, that neither of them noticed Lianne and Sylvia watching them from the stair landing.
"My, my, my!" Lianne said, smiling lustfully. "Aren't you a cocksucker!"
"Holy shit!" Vicki gasped, getting to her feet. She didn't know what to do or what to say. If the girls said anything to anyone, she would be ruined. Vicki's heart pounded in her chest.
Tommy was too scared to even move. His dick, wet with Vicki's spit, arched out from his body. His trunks and jock were around his ankles.
"Tommy, I thought you were too shy for this sort of thing," Sylvia said, walking up the stairs, looking hungrily at his cock. "Hell, if I would have known you were into sex, I would have been sucking your cock myself."
"I'm sort of new to it all," Tommy said, his voice cracking with jittery nerves.
"Why do it here?" Lianne asked Vicki. "The roof is much more private, and it's a kick to do it outside, under the sun."
Vicki was speechless as she watched Sylvia pull up Tommy's jock and trunks. Lianne grabbed Vicki's elbow lightly and the four walked to the elevator. Then, on the eighth floor, they got off. Lianne led the way to a ladder and she climbed up it. Pushing a panel up, she crawled onto the roof, then replaced the panel once they were all up.
"We go up here a lot," Lianne explained, picking up a thick blanket she had stashed there earlier. "It's a great place to fuck and nobody can see you."
Vicki watched as Lianne and Sylvia laid out the blanket. From the roof she could see for blocks around, and since the apartment was the highest building in the area they had all the privacy they could want. It was almost like being in a nudist camp in the middle of the city.
When Vicki looked back to the blanket she found that her companions were more interested in sex than in the scenery. Tommy was on his back, his jock and trunks next to him, wearing nothing but his tennis shoes. Sylvia was lying on her side, still dressed, wantonly whipping her mouth over Tommy's soft but stretching prick.
"Join the fun!" Lianne said, looking at Vicki. The teenager crossed her arms and grabbed the bottom of her T-shirt. A moment later it came sliding up her body and Lianne's apple-sized tits were jiggling freely, the nipples already hard, angling slightly upward.
"You're incredible," Vicki said softly, watching as the bizarre scene unfolded before her.
Lianne dropped to the blanket and wrapped Tommy's tense body in her arms. A second later they were kissing passionately, Lianne sucking on Tommy's tongue. His hands were on her tits, caressing the firm orbs, rolling the nipples in his fingers.
Sylvia's cheeks were bulging out from the girth of Tommy's prick. She pushed down even farther, letting the mushroomed cockhead wedge tightly in the opening of her throat. Then she pulled up, gave the throbbing prick one final kiss, and slid closer to her older sister. Sylvia unfastened Lianne's jeans and pulled them down her legs. Lianne's blue bikini panties came off next and her small patch of reddish hair seemed to draw Vicki's eyes like a magnet. She saw, in the midst of the hair, the teenager's pink, moist cunt.
What happened next totally stunned Vicki. Sylvia grabbed Lianne's legs and put them around her shoulders, then began rubbing her palm against the juicy snatch. Vicki moved closer to get a better look, kneeling on the blanket. Sylvia rubbed her finger over Lianne's extended, hard clit, then let her finger delve into the cunt.
"Ohhhh!" Lianne purred, wiggling her hips a little.
Sylvia pushed her finger into the cunt until her palm was pressed against Lianne's clit. Then, turning her hand over, she slid her finger back and forth while blowing lightly on the snatch. Vicki watched with fascination when Sylvia bent down and her pink tongue snaked out, running from the bottom to the top of Lianne's pussy.
Lianne was really going crazy. She reached down and pushed Sylvia's face against her seething snatch harder. Sylvia's tongue pushed between the aroused pussylips and she tasted the salty, delicious oil of her sister's cunt.
Vicki saw Tommy's cock was being ignored and she knelt on the blanket between his legs. Taking his nuts in her hand, Vicki ran her tongue over the sac, sliding his fat balls around and getting them wet with spit. When she was finished getting the nut sac warmed up, Vicki slowly worked her way up the shaft of his cock. Her tongue went everywhere, sliding over the veined shank, working in circles around the head. And then her lips parted and she took Tommy's cock into her mouth, drawing a hard suction on the tasty prick.
Curling her legs beneath herself, Vicki's tits were mashed against her thighs as she bobbed on Tommy's cock. She turned her head a little to one side and his prick slid between her teeth and cheek, causing the side of her face to bulge out with his meat.
Sylvia was hungrily lapping up Lianne's acrid pussy-juice, jerking her finger into the hot snatch. Lianne hooked her ankles together and gave her sister a little squeeze.
Sylvia and Vicki were side by side, each putting their mouths to work with an expertise seldom seen. When Sylvia reached over and put her hand on Vicki's back, Vicki didn't think anything about it. She was, after all, pretty wrapped up in the cock that was stuffing her mouth. Sylvia's hand roamed slowly lower and started caressing Vicki's ass through her cut-offs.
"Please don't," Vicki said softly. "I'm not bisexual."
Sylvia didn't have time to argue. Her tongue was digging deeply into Lianne's cunt, and one snatch to eat at a time was enough to satisfy her. She wrapped her arms around Lianne's firm thighs and used her fingers to open the dark snatch a little more. Her hot tongue flicked over the drooling clit and Lianne involuntarily jerked, bolts of passion shooting through her veins as she kissed Tommy. Her nipples were on fire as Tommy squeezed her nicely rounded boobs.
"Come on," Lianne gasped, breaking the kiss. "Let's all change positions. I want to eat Mrs. McMasters' cunt."
Vicki struggled with herself. One part of her wanted very much to see the teenager's head between her legs, wantonly shoving her tongue in her cunt. But something else told her that making it with another woman-or girl, as the case may be-was wrong.
"Get out of your clothes, silly," Sylvia said to Vicki. Together they stripped and Sylvia had to fight to keep from grabbing Vicki's tits when she finally saw them. "You've got such big tits, can't I touch them?"
"No," Vicki answered, getting a little uptight about the advance. "I don't want another woman touching my body."
As Vicki pulled down her cut-offs and kicked off her shoes, Sylvia twisted around and rolled onto her back. Lianne straddled her head with her knees and they started eating each other's cunts. Vicki watched the girls as they worked hungry, searching tongues into juicy cunts. She shook her head, amazed at how the young girls could sixty-nine with such wild abandon.
Tommy got behind Lianne and rubbed the head of his prick over her snatch, allowing Sylvia to whip her tongue over the spongy tip. With a gentle nudge of his hips, Tommy's hard prick split the cuntlips and invaded Lianne's twat.
Vicki got to her feet and kicked one foot over the girls, spreading her legs wide as she faced Tommy. He immediately understood what was expected of him and reached between Vicki's legs to cup her ass in his hand. A moment later, as he plowed his dick into Lianne's hot cunt, he put his lips to work, sliding over Vicki's juicy pussy.
"Ahhhhhh!" Vicki sighed, feeling Tommy's tongue glide smoothly over her fiery clit. "Eat me, Tommy! Ohhh! Eat my hot pussy!"
Vicki tossed her head back, closing her eyes against the bright sunlight. She was lost in passion as the tongue in her pussy pushed her closer to a bone-jarring orgasm. Her tits, hard nipples sprouting from deep brown areolas, jiggled as she took in air in choppy gulps. Vicki pulled Tommy's face against her drooling snatch and she felt her stomach suddenly tighten.
"I'm coming! I'm commmming!" she wailed, tossing her head from side to side as her pussy juice spurted from her crease to be greedily lapped up by Tommy's quickly moving tongue. Vicki's knees shook and she nearly fell over as her mind spun and her body twitched through her orgasm. For Vicki, it was the first time she had come in days and now, with her body satisfied, at least temporarily, she felt like screaming joyously.
"That was delicious," Tommy mumbled into Vicki's pussy. He pushed his cock into Lianne's cunt and felt Sylvia's tongue slide over his balls. A week earlier he had been a virgin and now he was making it with three beautiful women who all seemed to love his cock more than anything in the world.
Sylvia's dark hair was spread out on the blanket as she jabbed her tongue into Lianne's cunt. When Tommy's prick stabbed into Lianne, Sylvia licked his balls and let her tongue slide along the shaft as he pulled back.
"I love it," Sylvia whispered, taking the heavenly juices of her sister's cunt. "I love eating your cunt, sis."
Lianne didn't answer. She was too busy putting her mouth to work on the dark-haired pussy with the red, sizzling clit. Her pink tongue rolled along the crease, scooping up the oils that seeped out.
Vicki stepped over the girls again and stood alongside Tommy. Bending forward, she fed the young boy her hard nipples one at a time and he sucked on them like an infant. His hungry lips captured the hard nubs, then his tongue flicked over the nipple, sending small flashes of pleasure through her body.
Tommy's throbbing cock slammed into Lianne. He plowed into her hot crease until his balls rubbed against Sylvia's forehead, then he pulled back so that just the knob of his meat was parting her cuntlips. Sucking on Vicki's tits, Tommy felt his balls itch, knowing well that that meant he would soon shoot his nuts off. He pumped his hips faster, driving his rock-like prick into Lianne's wetly grasping snatch as the sensations built in his body.
"Arrrgggg!" he groaned, sucking harder on Vicki's hard nipple. He rocked back and forth and then his balls began jumping about. Faster and faster he pumped his throbbing, pulsating tube of hard cockflesh into the hot cunt and then the come exploded from his balls.
"Ahhhh!" Lianne hissed, her hot clit exploding when she felt Tommy's come flood her cunt. She tossed her head, gritting her teeth as the unbelievable flow of pussy juice spurted from her snatch only to be lapped up by Sylvia.
Vicki watched as Tommy reamed the tight pussy from behind, filling the wet orifice with his bubbling come. Then, thrashing uncontrollably, Tommy's prick slipped from Lianne's pussy. When he slammed into her, his prick slid downward along her crease and a jet of creamy come spurted from the head of his dick, landing squarely on Sylvia's forehead.
Tommy continued to rub his cock along Lianne's snatch and several more blasts of come squirted from the throbbing tip. Sylvia squirmed on the blanket, waiting with an open mouth to catch the drops of come. Sometimes she got lucky and a tangy stream of come landed in her open mouth. Other times she was less lucky and the thick, white juice would hit her on the nose or cheeks, clinging in sticky lines on her face.
Tommy, his nuts finally empty of come, dropped slightly and plugged his cockhead into Sylvia's hot mouth. She sucked one final drop of come from his tube, then he fell backward staring up at the clear sky as he gasped for air.
Later, when the four had composed themselves slightly, they sat Indian-fashion on the blanket. Lianne produced a pack of cigarettes and the three women smoked. Vicki felt very strange. There she was, the oldest one by many years, sitting with her tits and cunt exposed in front of teenagers she hardly knew.
"That was really wild," Lianne said, blowing a blue stream of smoke toward Vicki. "You should join us more often. Hell, both of you should."
"You know, I always thought you were doing this," Tommy said. "You never really invited me before and I never had the courage to invite myself." He reached over to fondle Lianne's tit casually. "Now you'll never be able to keep me away."
Vicki laughed with the others. She felt deliriously happy being so open and free with her sexuality. She took off her sunglasses and dropped them on the blanket, then stretched out, stomach down, and put her head in Tommy's lap. Sucking his limp cock into her mouth, Vicki worked her tongue gently over the soft meat, chewing with her lips on the base of his prick.
"Now you're catching on," Lianne chuckled, putting her hand on Vicki's firm ass. She gave it a playful squeeze, but Vicki pushed her hand away.
Vicki's big tits pressed into the blanket, flattening, squeezing out under her arms so they looked even larger and more full than they normally did. She brought her head up and down slowly, urging Tommy's cock to pulse with life in her mouth once again.
It took a couple minutes of serious cocksucking, but Vicki finally felt the prick twitch between her lips. Shortly after that Tommy's cock began stretching her lips more and more until once again he had a rampant hard-on.
Tommy pulled Vicki's hair away from her face and leaned back, still sitting Indian-fashion. He wanted to watch the married woman hotly whipping her mouth over his cock. Vicki looked up at him, just as she had done with Arthur, and she was pleased to find the boy looking at her with a peaceful, somewhat lusty smile on his lips.
The girls had stolen the load of come Vicki wanted for herself, and this time there would be no deviation. She was going to suck Tommy's cock until his jism blasted out like a volcano.
"Let me have a little of that prick," Lianne said, getting on her stomach next to Vicki.
Vicki didn't answer Lianne orally. Her mouth was busy cocksucking. Instead, she just pushed the teenager away. She knew how horny the auburn-haired girl was but this time nobody was going to stop her from drinking all the come in Tommy's balls.
"You're not a real team player, are you?" Lianne said sarcastically. But, resigned to the fact that Vicki wasn't going to share Tommy's cock with anyone, she sat back and watched the older woman pitch her head up and down, taking the prick deep into her mouth.
Vicki's hot lips encircled the hard pole of meat, gliding gently along the tube from knob almost to the base. She sucked loudly, making sure that everyone knew exactly how much she was enjoying the prick.
"Shit! That's good," Tommy hissed, watching his cock sink into Vicki's mouth. "Ohhhhhh! I feel that right down to my toes."
"Mmmmmmm!" Vicki moaned, holding the knob between her lips and rotating her head around it. She lashed at the cockhead with her tongue, tasting the thin trickle of pre-come that oozed from the slitted tip.
"Are you going to give her a mouthful?" Lianne asked Tommy.
"Ohhhh! Yeah! Not long now," he hissed, fighting back the urge to blow his nuts.
Lianne and Sylvia were on their stomachs sandwiching Vicki. The older woman was no longer aware of their presence. When she first started sucking Tommy's cock, she felt a little silly about taking his prick into her mouth with them watching, but now all she could think about was swallowing his jism. Her whole concentration centered around his pulsating, rigid cock.
"Awwww!" Tommy groaned deep in his throat. "Awww! Here it comes, Mrs. McMasters! I'm . . . comingggg!"
Vicki pitched her head faster, taking the hard prick into her face until the knob smashed against the back of her mouth. She massaged the shaft with her gliding lips while her tongue danced over the tip. And then the first juicy eruption of jism splattered against the roof of her mouth and over her tongue and Vicki let out a long, almost mournful sigh as come began filling her mouth. Vicki sucked hard on the cock, squeezing it tightly with her lips. She rubbed her tits against the blanket, squirming on her stomach.
"Take it! Take it all!" Sylvia urged, almost screaming in Vicki's ear. "Let me see you drink his come!"
Vicki waited until she was sure every last drop of Tommy's come had spurted in her mouth, then she released the prick from her lips embrace and turned her face to Sylvia. With an exaggerated gesture Vicki gulped down the come, then licked her lips, savoring the pungent, tangy cream. Although she was a little disappointed that it was Tommy's second load of come that day, therefore not as large as his first, Vicki was happy to have the salty residual flavor of jism in her mouth.
"Ohhhh!" Vicki moaned, kissing Tommy's thigh. "I needed that. I really did."
Getting to her feet, Vicki pulled on her panties and cut-offs. The three teenagers watched her and all promised to make another lusty rendezvous soon on the roof.
CHAPTER FOUR
On Monday afternoon, as Vicki was pulling her car into the apartment parking lot, she saw two boys with buckets of water washing a car. She drove near them, rolling down her window.
"What's up?" Vicki asked, raising her sunglasses.
"We're washing cars, ma'am," one boy said. "Raising money for our basketball team so we can buy uniforms this year."
Vicki looked at them closely, then recognized them as the other two boys who were playing basketball with Tommy and Ross. Both were clean-cut, healthy boys without an ounce of fat on their bodies. Their names were Hank and Richard, and Vicki learned that they lived in the same apartment building as her.
"How much will it cost me to get my car cleaned?"
"That all depends," Richard said, stepping closer to Vicki. From his position he could look down at her and get a good view of her full cleavage. "If you just want the outside washed, that's a buck; if you want the inside vacuumed, that's an extra buck."
"I think I can handle two dollars," Vicki said, her eyes grazing over Richard's crotch. She saw the slight bulge his cock made and figured him to be a well-hung little stud. "My name is Vicki McMasters. When you finish with the car, come up to my apartment and I'll pay you."
"Sure!" both boys said in unison.
Vicki left her car there and walked to her apartment. As she walked, she could practically feel their lusty gaze on her undulating ass. Her cunt tingled as she walked. After being married to Arthur for so many years and being able to enjoy only his cock, she was happy now to be experimenting with other bodies.
Once in her apartment, Vicki turned on her stereo and soft music filtered through the room. She went to the balcony and watched Richard and Hank wash her car and wondered how experienced they were sexually. Were they like Tommy, inexperienced and shy, or were they like Ross, young, virile and arrogant.
Vicki heard the doorbell and went to answer it. Opening the door, she found Ross standing there, that characteristic, lusty-but-aloof grin on his face. He wore a pair of tight-fitting jeans that brazenly showed off his bulging cock.
"Howdy," he said, stepping past Vicki to walk into the apartment. "Thanks for inviting me in."
"I didn't invite you in." Vicki didn't like his attitude. It wasn't that he had fucked her in the ass so brutally that really bothered her-hell, she had asked him to do that-it was that he was so damn arrogant. Once he had fucked her, he walked around like he owned her, and Vicki despised that more than anything.
"Yeah, well, I've been known to invite myself in before." Ross sat on the couch and kicked off his shoes. "I've come to collect on a little debt. Remember? I think I recall you saying something about sucking and fucking any time I want."
"I remember what I said. But that was on the basis of you being a little gentle. You damn near killed me with that club of a cock you've got. If you would have been gentle, I'd be at your feet now sucking your cock. But, since you're such an arrogant little bastard who's still wet behind the ears, everything is null and void." Vicki lit a cigarette, leaning against a wall to show Ross that she wasn't in the least bit afraid of him.
"I know you want to suck my cock," Ross said, pulling down his zipper. "Come over here, I want those big tits."
"You've got bad timing, Ross. I'm expecting company very shortly. And not even you can afford to get caught fucking around with me.
Ross got off the couch and walked toward Vicki, pulling his cock out as he moved. Vicki just looked at him with that condescending smile. She looked at his cock. It was limp, but getting slowly harder as he fingered it.
"Okay, you've got a point this time," Ross said, "but there'll be another time. Another time soon."
"Too soon, if you ask me."
As soon as the words were out of her mouth, Vicki wished she hadn't said them. She was stunned at the speed and quickness of Ross, and of the power he had in his slender arms.
He grabbed her dress in the plunging V-neck and pulled his hands apart, ripping off the buttons to expose her lace bra, bikini panties and thigh-high, black silk stockings.
"Are you out of your mind?" Vicki hissed. And the next thing she knew she was jack-knifed in half. Ross hooked his hand behind her neck and forced her face down, pressing her cheek against his hot cock.
"Suck it, you stuck-up bitch! Suck it or I'll beat your brains out!" Ross commanded. Vicki put her hands on his thighs and pushed. She stumbled backward, falling on her ass and bouncing her head against the wall. Ross was on her like a cougar moving in for the kill of a helpless doe. Grabbing her by the torn dress, he pushed her against the wall so her head and shoulders were up to waist level. Then he dropped down on her, his legs pinning Vicki's arms at her sides.
"Suck my cock, damn you!" he hissed through clenched teeth. Thrusting his hips toward Vicki's frightened face, the pulsating cockhead smashed against her warm cheek. Ross grabbed a handful of hair and bounced her head lightly against the wall. "How bad do you want to get beaten?"
"Don't do this-" Vicki said but was cut short when Ross plowed his cockhead between her lips, silencing her. Vicki felt the hard prick drive deep into her mouth, sliding over her tongue and puffing her cheeks out. For once, cold, unyielding fear gripped her. If she didn't do exactly at this young lunatic demanded, she was sure to be beaten. Vicki was convinced of that.
"Ahhhhhh!" Ross growled, feeling the end of his cock drive deep into the hot, wet mouth. The look of absolute terror in Vicki's eyes as she stared at his prick made him even hornier.
Vicki wrapped her full lips tightly around the invading shaft as the cockhead rammed against the back of her mouth. Suck him off, she thought. Suck him off and you won't get hurt.
The large crown of Ross' cock threatened to drive right down Vicki's throat, but then he pulled back and Vicki relaxed slightly. At least he wouldn't choke her with that angry cock of his, she decided. Vicki put her tongue to work on the underside as the prick slid from her mouth. She gnawed on the shank, working her lips in a chewing motion.
Ross stabbed his meat into Vicki's face again, his throbbing cock driving between the clutching lips, sliding over the frisking tongue until the knob pushed against the back of her mouth.
"That's it, you hot bitch! Suck my cock!" Vicki's deep brown eyes were glassy with fear. She had no idea how truly dangerous he was. She rubbed the bottom of his hard cock with her tongue, hoping that soon she would be feeling the meat throb, then spurt out gobs of creamy jism. Then, once she had swallowed his passion and his come was warming her belly, she would be able to talk some sense into him. But for now-with his cock spreading her lips wide as it reamed her mouth-all she could do was please him in every way possible and wait for his balls to explode.
Ross unfastened his jeans, pushed them down a little and fondled his nuts as he shoved his dick back into Vicki's mouth. He liked the way she softly whimpered each time he stabbed his cock between her lips until the hard cockhead slammed against the back of her mouth. Ross liked the look of sheer terror in her eyes, and the way her smooth features were twisted with his prick stretching her lips.
Vicki arms were trapped at her sides, and she thought briefly of struggling to free them and somehow push Ross away, getting his awful cock from her mouth. But what good would that do, even if she were to accomplish the unlikely? He was much stronger than she and certainly more determined and violent. Struggling would only get her a fist to the jaw or stomach, Vicki concluded, so why not try and enjoy the cock as much as possible?
Vicki sucked hard on the driving prick, sinking her cheeks in so that they conformed to the invading shaft as it reamed her lips. She felt the bullet-shaped cockhead pushing against the opening of her throat, then stop. And then she was rubbing her lips over the slick shank and sliding her tongue forcefully against the prick's throbbing side.
"You suck that nice now, you hear?" Ross said, pushing Vicki's hair away from her face. He pulled back, then reamed her lips hard again, drawing a quiet, frightened squeak from Vicki when he prick nearly drove down her throat.
Ross' cock was buried deep in her mouth when the door bell rang. He looked into Vicki's wide, fearful eyes.
"Holy shit! I thought you were making that up!" he said. He still had Vicki trapped against the wall and his pulsating cock was still wedged tightly into her mouth. He pulled back, withdrawing his meat from Vicki's mouth so she could speak.
"Well I wasn't lying!" Vicki hissed, trying to sound like whoever was outside the door could possibly hear them speaking. "Now if you know what's good for you-good for both of us-you'll take a flying leap off the balcony. It's only one floor down. You can fall that far without getting hurt!"
Ross got off Vicki and she quickly got to her feet. She pushed him toward the balcony and he resisted, pushing her back.
"Tell 'em to go away!" Ross commanded, giving Vicki his most ominous glare. "Just get them the fuck away from here!"
"I can't!"
The doorbell ran again and both froze. After a moment there was a knock on the door.
"You'd better get out of here," Vicki warned, hoping she could convince him. "My dress is torn, they'll know what's been happening!" She looked at Ross' prick. It was standing out from his body, hard as a rock and glistening with her spit. "Leave, damn you!"
There was another knock on the door, louder than before.
"Mrs. McMasters, are you in there?"
Ross recognized the voice instantly. It was Richard, his best friend and fellow fucking buddy who often joined in on four-way fucking sessions with Lianne and Sylvia. Vicki wished she had locked the door, but it was too late for wishes.
"Come on in, Richard!" Ross shouted. "Let's have a party!"
Richard and Hank stepped in, closing the door behind them. They saw Vicki standing near Ross and nearly dropped in their tracks.
Vicki's dress was opened up in front, all the buttons ripped off, and she looked absolutely fuckable. Her matching black bra and panties drew their attention. Vicki's wonderfully firm, well-shaped tits bulged out slightly over the top of her skimpy bra, and her bikini panties were almost nonexistent. The narrow patch of skin between her panties and her black silk nylons was hardly two inches, but it was a richly tanned color with the promise of being as silky smooth as anything they had ever touched.
Vicki saw Richard's lusty gaze on her body and fear gripped her. She pushed Ross in the chest, sending him stumbling backward, smashing against the kitchen table and chairs as she dashed for the only room in the apartment with a lock on the door-the bathroom.
"Get her!" Ross screamed, regaining his balance.
Vicki raced through the living room and wasn't ten feet from the door when Richard leaped through the air and caught her around the waist. She fell heavily to the floor, Richard around her legs as she struggled to get inside the bathroom. A moment later Ross was on her, twisting her arms behind her back.
"Take off her nylons! Get those fuckers off!" Ross shouted.
Vicki felt her shoes be taken off her kicking feet, then one nylon being yanked down her leg. Seconds later that same hose was wrapped around her wrists and tied in a knot.
"Come on, help me carry her to the bedroom!" Ross ordered. He grabbed Vicki's elbows, Richard taking her legs, and they carried her face down into the room and threw her on the bed. Her remaining nylon was pulled down her leg as she was rolled onto her back in the middle of the bed.
"We're gonna fuck you now, cocksucker!" Ross hissed, his face glowering with rage, just inches from Vicki. "We're gonna fuck you and fuck you and fuck you!"
Richard tied one end of the nylon around Vicki's ankle, then tied the other end to the bedpost.
"You'll be sorry for this," Vicki moaned, realizing how stupid it sounded even as she said it. It was futile to argue with them. They were going to fuck her and there wasn't a damn thing she could do about it.
Vicki looked at Hank, standing in the corner of the bedroom. He stood with his arms at his sides, eyes locked on Vicki's prone, bound body.
"What's wrong, hot shit? Aren't I good enough for you?" Vicki spit the words out contemptuously. "Or maybe you don't like women!"
"This isn't my idea of fun," Hank said quietly.
Vicki felt terrible about taunting Hank. He had done nothing evil to her, was merely an onlooker, and she had insulted him viciously. But Vicki didn't have time to worry about Hank's feelings for long because Richard was pulling the belt from her robe and was tying the end to her ankle.
"You're both bastards!" Vicki screamed as her leg was pulled toward the bedpost, then securely tied. She was on her back, hands tied together under the small of her back, and her legs were pulled away from each other, making her cunt completely vulnerable.
When Vicki saw Hank quietly walk out of the room, the last thin hopes she had of not being raped vanished. Ross and Richard were busy tearing off their clothes, tossing them to the floor as they drank in Vicki's beautiful body with their eyes.
When they were completely naked, they slipped onto the bed, sandwiching Vicki between themselves.
"Damn! She's one foxy lady!" Richard said, squeezing Vicki's tit through her bra. He tugged the bra under her boob and kissed the nipple, letting his teeth graze lightly over the delicious flesh.
"I cornholed her a couple days ago," Ross bragged, feeling Vicki's cunt. Almost casually he grabbed the lace material and ripped it off her ass. Richard, catching on to what was expected of him, grabbed Vicki's bra between the cups and pulled apart, tearing the material and exposing both tits. "She actually asked me to do it!"
"Damn both of you," Vicki said quietly.
Ross and Richard each took a tit and sucked on it, stuffing as much of the firm flesh into their mouths as they could. Vicki closed her eyes, trying but failing to ignore the tingling sensations that crept through her body. Even if this was rape, the boys knew how to suck on her nipples to make them stand up and take attention. She didn't want to get hot, didn't want to let them think they had control of her mind as well as her body, but her body had other ideas. Before she knew it, her cunt was hot, juicy and ready for a big cock to slide right up it.
"Mmmmmmm! She's got nice tits," Richard said, running his tongue all over Vicki's boob, circling around the hard nipple and along the slope. Next to him Ross was doing the same thing, putting his hot lips and wet tongue to work on Vicki's tit.
Ross held Vicki's face in his hands and he kissed her on the lips. She struggled, trying to pull her hands out from under her body, but the nylon would not release her. Ross' lips pressed against hers and he tried to worm his tongue into her mouth, but Vicki kept her lips pressed together.
"Open your mouth, cocksucker!" Ross hissed, slapping Vicki lightly on the cheek. "Stick your tongue in my mouth!"
When Ross kissed her again, Vicki complied with his demands. She opened her mouth and his tongue slithered between her lips. Vicki let out a low, mournful sigh, wishing her body wasn't responding to the rough caresses it was receiving.
Richard slipped lower on the bed, letting his lips graze over Vicki's clearly defined ribs and slender stomach. Then, reaching her thick, curly bush, Richard inhaled deeply and chuckled.
"She's all woman, Ross! Nothin' like eatin' cunt!"
"Less talkin' and more doin'," Ross replied.
When Richard's tongue lashed out, scraping over Vicki's turgid, wet cunt, she gasped and tried to pull her knees together. Again, as with her hands, she found the bindings to be unyielding.
Ross straddled Vicki's tits, putting his knees on either side of her naked body so his cock arched out, hanging above her face. She looked up at him, knowing that soon his prick would be driving through her trembling lips.
"Don't hurt me," she said, her voice quivering, hardly louder than a whisper. "All I ask is that you don't hurt me."
"Shut up and suck on this," Ross said, venom dripping from his words. He plowed into Vicki's warm mouth, stretching her tender lips. His cockhead slid hotly over her tongue until it slammed against the back of her mouth. Then, her face stuffed with cock, Ross stayed there and watched her struggle to breathe.
Vicki drew a tight vacuum on the meat, working her tongue gingerly around the throbbing shaft. With Ross' weight pressing her deeper into the mattress, flattening her plump tits, she felt more helpless than ever before in her life. But even with the angry cock cramming her mouth to overflowing, it wasn't altogether bad. Richard's slick tongue was sliding up and down her crease and he had a particularly erotic trick of nudging his nose against her fiery clit when he stabbed his tongue between her pussylips. Her back was arched at an awkward angle because her tied hands were trapped beneath her. Vicki's fingers were getting numb and she wondered if her hands would swell up because of the restricted blood circulation.
Ross was fucking Vicki's face when Richard slid up on the bed and nudged the hard, bushy cunt with his cockhead.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" Vicki moaned, tonguing Ross' prick. She felt the invading pussy pleaser stab into her body, spreading her cuntlips, and she felt her stomach tighten. Richard had licked her pussy well and with his plundering cock driving deep into her cunt she was ready to burst. She opened her eyes, seeing nothing but Ross' curly bush coming toward her as the cock plowed into her mouth.
"She's got a tight cunt" Richard said, pulling back and reaming Vicki's snatch again. "Nice and tight. Just the way I like them."
"Gives a hell of a blow-job, too," Ross said, pushing another three inches of meat between Vicki's lips. He played with his balls as her hungry lips chewed on his shank. Ross wondered if Vicki's could deep-throat him and decided to find out. And if she couldn't, then she had better learn damn quick or be choked.
Vicki saw the crazy look in Ross' eyes and knew that something was up. Exactly what she wasn't sure, but she knew that the teenager was planning something absolutely insane and she was going to be the victim of that lusty insanity.
"Let's see if we can teach a married lady a new trick," he said, withdrawing his cock from her mouth. He twisted around on the bed so he faced Richard, then hoisted Vicki's upper body a little and slipped a pillow under her shoulders. Then made head hang backward more, opening the passageway to her throat.
"Now let's see how good you really are!" Ross said, slapping Vicki's forehead with his knob.
Richard leaned forward and sucked on Vicki's hard nipple as he pounded his cock into her snatch. With Ross out of the way he had 'room to maneuver, more room to fuck Vicki the way he really wanted. His teeth sunk into the firm flesh, biting down on her areola. Richard felt Vicki squirm as the pain jolted her senses.
If Vicki had thought of complaining, she still had no way of doing it. As the teeth clamped down on her boob, Ross tilted her head back even more and rammed his prick back into her mouth. Vicki felt her tits being mauled as the cock drove into her wet orifice.
"All the way down now!" Ross chuckled, feeling his hard knob hit the back of her mouth. He stayed there, letting her tongue go to work on his meat, then pushed another inch in. Vicki squirmed, her mind now clouded with fear. Visions of suffocation once again buzzed in her brain like they had when Ross held her head under the water while fucking her ass. She struggled and tried feebly to keep the cock from going in her throat.
Vicki realized that there was nothing she could do to stop the prick from driving full-length into her mouth. She held her breath and tried to relax as the cockhead pushed deeper into her mouth. Slowly, almost painfully, she felt the knob pushed through her resistance, then invade her throat. Her gasping was stifled as the cock plugged her throat.
"Arrrggghhhhh!" Ross groaned, feeling Vicki's virgin-tight throat contract around his throbbing prick.
"Fuck!" Richard gasped, watching Vicki's throat expand to accommodate the pole of hard, ungiving cockflesh. "She's taken you down, Ross! She's got it all down her!"
Ross pushed his cock down Vicki's throat until his twitching balls rolled over her forehead and rested on her nose. He pulled back a couple of inches, then invaded her throat again with a savage thrust. Ross watched his cockhead drive into her throat, enlarging it massively.
Vicki was frantic. Never before had a prick been shoved so fucking deep down her throat. Though she had tried in the past to take Arthur's dick that far into her mouth, Vicki had never been able to do it. Now she had no choice in the matter.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" Ross groaned, pulling his cock back so that Vicki's hot tongue could caress the tip. Her wet lips worked on his tense meat. Then he pushed into her again, the fat, round cockhead driving down her throat. But Vicki was getting accustomed to the intrusion and accepted the meat with less discomfort. In fact, each time Ross stabbed his meaty lance down her throat, it became easier and easier to take. Soon Vicki was relishing in the fact that she could deep-throat the cruel bastard without any difficulty at all.
"Isn't she the cocksucker?" Richard said with admiration as he plowed his prick into her snatch. "She's a fucking nympho!"
The word nympho jolted Vicki like a slap to the face. Nymphomaniac-a woman with uncontrollable sexual desires. A woman who needed a good fucking more than daily. A woman who would go crazy without a cock to suck on just the same as a drunk needs his next glass of whisky.
Vicki felt the cock throb in her throat and she chewed on the root of his meat with her lips. The thick pole of cockflesh stuffed her face and her nose was pressed again Ross' balls, and Vicki felt wonderful. To have a prick so deep inside her mouth, with another hard cock stabbing her tender, wet cunt repeatedly, made her delirious with pleasure.
Once again she began to think about her clit-now that the fear and pain of deep-throating Ross was over-and her body began to tingle all over. Her nipples became even harder and more distended.
"Fuck!" Richard groaned, watching his cock sink into Vicki's pussy. "This lady's got a hot pussy. One hot fucking pussy!" He pounded into her, smashing his hips down until his bounced her harder onto the bed. Then, as she was springing up, he stabbed down into her cunt again. His balls flopped against her tight ass.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" Vicki moaned, her clit alive with passion. She wiggled her hips as best she could, getting as much glorious friction against her clit as possible. And then it happened-gloriously! Her belly seemed to have a whole flock of butterflies in it and they were all going crazy. She chewed harder on Ross' cock, sucking and tonguing the scrumptious meat in her mouth. Finally her clit exploded in a frothy eruption of pussyjuice that coated Richard's pistoning prick and trickled down the crack of her ass. She fought at the nylons and bucked on the bed as her come squirted. Then, just as she was finishing, Vicki felt her cunt being deluged with Richard's hot come. Again, just seconds after coming the first time, she climaxed. The come poured into her in powerful jets as her own clear pussyjuice flowed from her snatch.
"Ahhhhhhhhh! I'm coming! I'm coming!" Ross screamed as his balls emptied their load in Vicki's clasping, hot snatch. His dick felt like it was burning. The cockhead pulsed and spewed the cream in sporadic eruptions that filled Vicki's pussy.
All Vicki could see was Ross' hairy nuts and his ass. She consciously relaxed her throat muscles and the stabbing prick reamed her throat. She heard Ross gasp, felt his meat get even larger and harder in her mouth, then felt his nuts jump about as they rubbed against her nose. He was coming, shooting his hot spunk down her throat, but Vicki couldn't taste the delicious cream and she felt somehow cheated. But she kept on chewing his prick until he pulled it from between her lips.
"Clean our cocks," Ross said quietly. He and Richard knelt beside Vicki's head and she turned her face toward Ross, sucking his limp prick into her mouth to clean off whatever come remained on it. Then she sucked Richard's limp meat clean.
"Say anything about this and you're in real trouble," Ross said as he stepped into his pants. "Real big fucking trouble."
When both boys were fully dressed, Ross took a jackknife from his pocket and cut the nylons holding Vicki's legs apart. She rolled quietly onto her stomach and he cut the bindings at her wrists.
"Not a word. Understand?"
"I understand," Vicki murmured.
CHAPTER FIVE
Vicki finally got off the bed and trudged to the bathroom. She looked at her torn panties, still wrapped around one thigh. She looked at her dress with the buttons all ripped off. A slight imprint of Richard's teeth still showed on her areola where he had savagely bitten her. She untied what remained of her nylons around her wrists and ankles, then filled the bathtub with warm water and soaked away the pain the rape had caused, leaving her to remember only the wrenching orgasms that had gripped her body and shook it until she nearly cried with happiness.
When Arthur came home he found Vicki still in the tub. He gazed at her naked body with indifference.
"What's with you?"
Vicki looked up at Arthur. She was naked and he didn't even seem to notice. Her hands crept up the sides of her body, gliding gently over her stomach to her plump tits. She fingered her sore nipples, smiling at her husband.
"What makes you think something is going on?" Vicki reached between her legs, rubbing her pussylips with her middle finger. "Don't I always wait for my dear husband to come home? Don't I always wait for you in the nude?"
"I hate it when you're sarcastic," Arthur said calmly. He turned on his heel and walked out of the bathroom.
Vicki felt wicked, daring, willing to do anything to get a new thrill. She got out of the tub and went to the kitchen, dripping water all the way.
"Are you fucking one of your secretaries? Maybe that's why you're not interested in screwing me any more." Vicki lit a cigarette, sitting at the kitchen table. "If that's the case, I'll certainly understand. But you won't mind if I suck off all your colleagues, will you? After all, fair is fair."
Eventually Vicki tired of her cruel game. She really didn't like being mean to Arthur, but she simply couldn't tolerate his apathy toward her. He didn't get angry; didn't get turned on. Arthur just acted as if she didn't even exist and that was the worst possible insult for Vicki.
That night Arthur consented to allow Vicki to suck him off, but he made no offer to feel her seething snatch or even pretend that he liked what she was doing. He just lay there on his back while Vicki whipped her head up and down on his prick until his nuts squirted frothy jism into her mouth. Vicki greedily drank his fuck juice, then cried in the dark when Arthur rolled over and promptly fell asleep.
Vicki moped around the house for days without doing much of anything. Even on Wednesday when Tommy delivered her groceries and was obviously interested in fucking her again, she rejected him.
Vicki was determined to go a full week without men other than Arthur, and she would have made it if she hadn't decided to go swimming Friday afternoon.
From her closet Vicki selected a baby-blue swimming suit for the occasion. Though her intentions were innocent enough, she chose the wrong apparel. The suit was a one-piece job that was virtually backless. In front, it had just one shoulder strap, causing her left tit to be hidden easily enough, but on the right side, without a strap, her boob threatened to pop out whenever she moved. Also, the sheer nylon material exposed the clear outline of her nipples and even the bulge of her thick bush could easily be seen, But Vicki was unaware of exactly how sexy her bathing suit was. Grabbing her sunglasses, tanning lotion and a towel, she ran off to the outdoor swimming pool.
The basketball game was going on in the parking lot which happened to be right near the pool. Tommy, Hank, Richard and Ross all gawked at Vicki as she walked by and stretched out on a lawn chair. She knew they were looking at her and that pleased her.
The basketball game ended abruptly and shortly after that the four boys were in the swimming pool. Vicki rested on her stomach, her body being warmed by the afternoon sun.
"Hi!" Ross said, standing next to Vicki. Water dripped from his hair onto her back and she flinched.
"You're getting me wet. It's cold," Vicky said with thinly concealed contempt. "Why don't you leave?"
"Because I like where I'm at."
"Then make yourself useful and put some more lotion on me, will you?"
Ross grabbed the bottle and squirted a liberal amount into his palm. He started with Vicki's ankles and slowly worked his way up, rubbing the lotion onto her skin. When he reached her thighs, Vicki spread her legs slightly to give him more room. Ross squeezed her firm thigh in his hands, letting his fingers slide close to Vicki's snatch. At the crotch Vicki's bathing suit was just a thin strip hardly covering her asscheeks or pussy.
Ross' hands moved higher, his fingertips now grazing over Vicki's pussy. He heard her moan softly and knew that she didn't object. Even if she had, that wouldn't have stopped him. His finger slid secretly under her bathing suit and he felt the curly hair surrounding her pussylips.
"Mmmmmm!" Nobody has ever put lotion on me like that before," Vicki said, her head cradled in her arms.
Ross finished putting the tanning oil on her back, then tapped her side. Vicki rolled onto her back, staring up at him through her sunglasses. There was a challenge in her eyes. An unspoken challenge. Vicki felt devilish and daring.
"Do the front now. No sense in stopping when the job is only half done."
"That's what I always say," Ross said. He took the lotion and squirted long lines down her legs. As he worked the lotion into her skin, Vicki opened her legs wider and wider. Eventually he was rubbing her cunt through her bathing suit and she was stirring restlessly on the lawn chair.
"You'd better do the top before we get arrested for indecent conduct," Vicki said, grabbing his wrist and pulling his hand away from her snatch. She looked around the pool area, surveying the scene. Aside from the four boys there were just some children and an elderly couple who looked like the kids' grandparents. Vicki decided that the kids wouldn't know what was going on and the old folks would be able to see little or nothing from where they sat.
Ross rubbed Vicki's right shoulder, moving slowly toward her one tit that barely was restrained by the bathing suit. Then, with a slight flick of his wrist, Ross pulled the material down and Vicki's fat tit burst into view.
"Oh!" she gasped, looking at her naked tit, then at Ross and the other boys. "You're so impetuous! I love it!"
Ross took the lotion and squirted a rich amount on her bared boob and began rubbing it, rolling the nipple between his thumb and fingers. He worked her tit into a frenzy until Vicki's snatch was dewy and moist with cunt juice.
"Damn that feels good," Vicki hissed, wishing Ross could feel both her tits. "It sends tingles right down to my toes."
Ross chuckled and tugged on her nipple. His tight-fitting suit was now bulging prominently with a gristly prick that needed a hot mouth or warm pussy to satisfy it. He tugged the leg of his suit up slightly and the cock sprang out, the knob hard and a purplish color.
"My! Aren't you the horny little bastard!" Vicki chuckled. She took the bottle of lotion, filled her palm with the liquid, then curled her slender fingers around Ross' throbbing pole of cockmeat. She was amazed at the hardness of his prick. It seemed longer and harder than ever before, squeezing through the leg of his suit. She smoothed the lubricating oil from his cockhead to the base of his prick, then stroked him slowly while he fondled her tit. Soon she was pounding on his cock hard and fast, running her gripping fist from his head all the way down his shank until she felt his balls straining against the side of her hand.
"Fuck! Ohhhhhhh! Fucking damn!" Ross hissed through clenched teeth. He looked at his buddies. They stared at him with lusty It didn't take long for the girls to get completely undressed and soon the four boys, two girls and Vicki were on the blanket, crowding each other as they searched for hot skin to caress. They laid boy-girl-boy-girl on the blanket and Vicki kissed Richard as Tommy licked her pussy.
Soon Richard was straddling Vicki's body and his hard cock was slick with her spit and the coconut oil. Vicki pushed her tits together, the hard nipples pointing up from the center of her brown areolas. Vicki's brown eyes shimmered as she watched the boy stroking his cock into a quivering hard-on.
"Yeah, big boy! Fuck my tits if you want to! Fuck my mouth and let me taste your come!" Vicki whispered, tickling her nipples, rubbing her boobs back and forth so the oil would make the titty-fucking smooth.
Between her legs, Tommy's hungry tongue was delving deep into her pussy. He sucked on her extended clit, nipping the bud lightly with his teeth. Vicki squirmed on the blanket, letting her hips churn as the driving, searching tongue flicked all over her juicy, hairy crease.
Richard pushed his cock between Vicki's tits, feeling the warmth and softness of her fat boobs. He plowed deep into the oily valley until his cockhead smashed against Vicki's chin and his balls rubbed against her hot belly.
"Oh, shit!" Vicki spat angrily. She got to her feet and headed for the exit gate. "Come on, guys! Let's get the fuck out of here!"
The four boys followed Vicki as the grandparents tried to decide what their grandchildren had seen. By the time they had the facts straight, Vicki and her young lovers were in the apartment building heading for the roof.
Vicki and the boys were in the elevator when she took off her sunglasses and used Tommy's shirt to wipe the come off the lens. Then she noticed that her right boob was still dangling from her stretched bathing suit and she tucked her tit back in place.
"I hope you kids are ready to rock and roll," Vicki said, brazenly grabbing Tommy's crotch. "I'm horny as hell. I'm taking all four of you on . . . one at a time or all at once!"
Richard pawed at her tits and Tommy squeezed her ass while in the elevator. They climbed the ladder to the roof and carefully replaced the trap door. Vicki felt totally free, young and sexy as hell.
"Let's get at it!" Vicki said, pulling her arm out of her suit. She pushed the material down her legs and kicked it off. Immediately Hank, Richard and Tommy were on her, fondling her tits and rubbing her ass and cunt.
"Hank, it's good to see you getting in on the action," Vicki chuckled. She took his face in her hands and kissed him wetly on the mouth, her slick tongue slithering between his lips. By the time their kiss broke, the boys had their trunks off and three throbbing erections presented themselves. Only Ross, who had shot his nuts off just minutes earlier, didn't have a hard-on.
Vicki knelt on the sun-warmed roof on her bare knees and grabbed Richard's cock in one hand and Tommy's cock in the other.
"Step in front, Hank," Vicki said, giving him a sly wink. "You're on the inside track this time. The first out of the chute ... or in the mouth, as the case may be."
Hank's prick was something to be proud of. It was a man-sized tube of hardened meat, fully an inch longer than any other boy's prick and considerably thicker. Vicki looked at the cock pointing at her face and instantly her mouth watered. It was lust at first sight for the hot-blooded, married nymphomaniac.
"Give it to me, Hank! Fuck my face, you big-dicked young stud!"
Vicki opened her mouth wide and the throbbing cockhead punched between her lips. The swelling cock had yet to reach full hardness, but it stretched Vicki's full lips wider than any cock ever had. It plowed into her, bulging her cheeks out as it plastered her tongue to the bottom of her mouth. Even before Vicki had half of the cock in her face, the apple-sized knob was pressing against the back of her mouth.
"Come on, don't forget about us!" Tommy complained, grabbing Vicki's wrist and jerking it back and forth.
The brunette's big tits jiggled as she gulped the cockhead into her throat. Her tanned skin, pale lines over her tits, ass and pussy where her bikini hid the sun, shone brilliantly from the tanning lotion. Vicki whacked on two cocks and sucked to her heart's content on Hank's prick. He was a mouthful and more . . . just the way she liked her cocks to be.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" Vicki moaned, tossing her head back and forth along Hank's rigid girth. She pulled back and lashed at the knob with her tongue, running circles around the narrow ridge between his cockhead from the shaft.
Young Hank was going crazy watching Vicki's pink tongue slither out of her mouth to rub over his cockhead. These things usually happened to someone else but never him. But now there was no denying it. His luck was changing. Vicki moaned long and lustfully, capturing his prick between her lips and diving toward his torso, taking his throbbing tube deep into her throat.
Vicki tightened her lips around the shank and pushed, but she couldn't get all of Hank's meaty cock into her throat. She had met her match, but that didn't stop her from thoroughly enjoying his cock anyway. Her tongue scraped wetly along the veined shank and her teeth grazed lightly over the meat. Vicki pounded on Richard's and Tommy's prick and they grunted and groaned, feeling the come well up in their balls.
"Share that mouth a little, eh, Hank?" Tommy asked, wanting to see the lusty Mrs. McMasters doing a number on his own cock.
Vicki released Hank's prick from her mouth and turned her face toward Tommy. Immediately he rammed his pulsating cock between her hot lips, driving his knob far into her mouth. Vicki reached to the side and grabbed Hank's prick, which was now wet with her spit. She whacked the trembling meat while Tommy slid his cock powerfully back and forth into her mouth.
When Tommy's cock was as hard as it was going to get, Vicki released it from her butter-soft mouth and started sucking Richard's cock. Her lovely face went back and forth in smooth, swan-like movements as she sucked on the young boy's cock. Arms outstretched, she gently caressed every quivering inch of the cocks in her hands.
Ross watched the strange scene unfolding before him. On her knees with one prick stretching her lips and two more pricks beating in her hands, she was the most erotic vision he had ever seen. His prick, which had been limp only a moment earlier, twitched at his waist, slowly coming to life. Ross knelt behind Vicki, reaching around her body to cup her bulging tits in his hands. He rolled the oil-covered nipples in his fingers, then reached between her legs and found a hot, moist cunt just waiting for a hard cock to drive it crazy with lust.
When Vicki felt Ross' finger slide between her pussylips and invade her cunt, new jolts of hot passion raced through her veins. She became a wiggling, thrashing, churning sex machine, jerking off two cocks while tossing her hot, wet mouth over a third prick. Vicki wanted come by the gallons. She wanted to taste the delicious serum squirt against her tongue so she could swirl it around in her mouth before drinking it down her gullet. She wanted to feel her cunt being deluged with come, spewing into her belly until she felt all warm and wet inside. Vicki wanted to feel a hard prick driving up her asshole until her bowels were flooded with spunk.
Finally Vicki had Hank's incredible cock back between her lips, right where she wanted it. She tongued the fat knob and looked up at the boy.
"I want your cock inside me," Vicki said, her voice a sultry cat's purr. "I want your prick driving up my cunt."
"But now?" Hank asked, rubbing the knob of his prick over Vicki's cheeks. "If I lay down I'll burn the shit out of my back!"
"And if I lay down I'll burn the shit out of my back!" Vicki countered. She thought for a moment, still stroking the two cocks in her hands, then a perfect idea came to her. "Fuck my ass from behind. You can do it! Just be careful so you don't kill me with this log you've got!"
Vicki took the bottle of tanning lotion and held it high, then poured the coconut oil onto her shoulders. She emptied the bottle on her body, letting the streams of liquid trickle down her sides, between her tits and down her back. Then, getting much of the oil onto her hands, she grabbed Hank's prick and rubbed the lotion into the meat until it was slick, glistening in the sunlight.
"Get behind me and put all kinds of lotion on my bunghole," Vicki said, tugging Hank by the prick so he would be behind her. "And be easy, damn it! When Ross took my virginity he damn near killed me!"
Hank slipped in behind Vicki, his naked knees getting overly warmed by the roof's hot surface. But soon he got used to the heat and he rubbed the head of his dick along the crack of Vicki's ass.
"Easy now," Vicki reminded. Ross stepped in front of her, his prick dangling between his legs soft and lifeless. "Ahhhhhh! I knew you'd be joining in before long."
"Shut up and suck my cock," Ross growled.
Vicki returned her hands to the cocks at her sides, stroking them lightly. As she stroked, she opened her mouth wide and Ross put the flabby head of his cock on her outstretched tongue. Vicki sucked the meat into her mouth, having no problem fitting the whole head and shaft in. She salivated heavily, getting the meat moist with her spit as she pulled back, sucking hard on the tube. Ross' cock stretched out, getting skinny. But then, as Vicki pistoned her head forward, the twitching against her tongue became more forceful as blood pumped into the shank.
As Vicki's nose was being tickled by Ross' bush, she felt the huge cockhead press against her bunghole. She moaned, trying hard to relax her ass. Hank grabbed her by the hips and held her motionless, then pressed into her again. Vicki's tight bunghole resisted the intrusion involuntarily, but then she eased up and the crown of Hank's prick slipped into her warm body.
Vicki turned her face away from Ross, letting his half hard cock slip from her sucking lips with a loud smack. Over her shoulder she said to Hank, "Not too much at one time. Nice and slow and I'll be just fine."
"Anything you want," Hank answered. He saw the fat crown of his prick sink between her asscheeks. With a slow, deliberate push of his hips, another two inches of unyielding cock pushed the knob deeper into Vicki's asshole. He heard her groan, her sounds muffled by Ross' cock stuffing her mouth.
"Don't forget about us, cunt!" Richard hissed, grabbing a handful of Vicki's hair and jerking her head off Ross' cock and pulling her face toward his own. He punched his prick into her mouth, slamming the opening of her throat with the mushroomed cockhead.
The brunette ravenously accepted Richard's hard cock, squeezing the shaft with a firm, liquid embrace of lips and frisking tongue. Vicki's bunghole sent a sharp pang through her body as the unusually large cock pierced the tight hole.
Hank pulled an inch of cockmeat from Vicki's snug ass, then returned by shoving two more inches in. He continued the process again and again, taking one inch, then ramming two more inches in until the entire throbbing tube of hard meat was firmly embedded up Vicki's tight ass.
Vicki accepted it all happily. She soon adjusted to Hank's huge, plundering cock and her bunghole felt thoroughly filled with meat. She pistoned her head back and forth, wetly sucking a cock while jerking on two more pricks. Her tanned skin shone brilliantly in the sun, the oil, covering her body, especially her plump, jiggling tits.
"I've never fucked an ass before," Hank whispered in her ear, ramming his throbbing cock deep in her butt. He squeezed her tit and played with her hot clit, sliding an oily finger in and out of her juicy crease.
Ross watched Vicki's lips work on his tender meat. She chewed on the cock lightly, slowly working her way down the shank. He felt his cock drive down her throat, felt her hot, frisking tongue working tirelessly on his hard tube.
Tommy's prick was slick with tanning lotion, and Vicki's hand traveled its length easily, with little friction. In fact, her hand felt so smooth as it worked over the head and down the shaft it was almost like her clasping, hot cunt.
Vicki let Ross' cock slip from her mouth and she took Tommy's meat between her lips. She could taste the lotion, faintly caught the coconut oil, but kept on sucking anyway. Nothing-but nothing-was going to stop her from sucking and fucking for as long as the boys could keep their cocks hard.
''Mmmmmmmmmm!'' Vicki moaned, rotating her face around Tommy's hard cockhead. She bared her teeth and let Tommy watch her pearly teeth gently caress his prick. And then she was sucking again for all she was worth, pitching her head back and forth, taking his quivering cock deep into her throat.
"Holy shit!" Hank groaned, grabbing Vicki's hips to pull her ass back against his invading prick. He pounded into her harder, faster. His balls tingled like mad and he felt light-headed. "I'm gonna blow my wad! Oh, shit! I'm gonna come!"
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Vicki moaned, sucking harder on Tommy's prick. Her lips squeezed tight around the slick shank as she pounded on the other two cocks. She wanted it all. She wanted to drown in hot, juicy come!
"Ahhhhhhhh!" Hank screamed as bolts of juicy passion burst from his balls, came shooting up Vicki's clutching asshole. He pounded into her tight butt, squirts of come erupting from his dickhead each time his hips smacked against her asscheeks.
Hank's screaming passion started a chain reaction. Even as his balls were releasing their come up Vicki's bunghole, Tommy's head began to spin, then the thick jets of salty-tasting jism spurted from his cock. Vicki gulped down the blasts greedily, slurping the spunk in her mouth until the gooey cream was foamy.
Vicki finally uncorked Tommy's prick from her mouth and she twisted to one side, getting Hank's shrinking dick from her ass. Her bunghole tingled pleasantly and her hardened nipples were aflame with lust.
"That was great," she whispered, looking at the two cocks that still needed to be serviced by her. "Now let's try something a little different."
"Like what?" Ross asked, his devious mind getting suspicious that she might not want to finish the job she started.
"Give me a second to catch my breath," Vicki replied. "Ohhhhhhh ... I need a cigarette."
After discovering that none of the boys smoked, Vicki sent Hank to get a pack of cigarettes, bribing him with a blow-job whenever he felt the need to shoot his nuts off. Hank quickly agreed to the deal and pulled his suit on.
Ten minutes later Hank returned to find Vicki and his friends still standing, talking and laughing as their golden skin glistened in the brilliant sun. Vicki's body was still smeared with the tanning oil.
Vicki opened the pack and lit a smoke, blowing a gray stream at Hank. Vicki looked at the four boys, a contented smile twisting the corners of her lips. Four young boys with strong bodies and nice cocks to suck and have rammed up her cunt or ass. What more could a beautiful young nymphomaniac married to a workaholic ask for?
As they chatted, the trap door leading to the apartment building roof opened slowly and Lianne and Sylvia appeared, quietly replacing the door behind them.
"Well, well, well!" Lianne said, walking toward them with her hips sliding to and from in her best teenager's Mae West imitation. "What have we got going here? An orgy, and Sylvia and I aren't invited? I'm insulted!"
"How did you know we were up here?" Vicki asked, not really enthused about sharing her lovers with the young girls. Vicki wanted all the cock she could get, and she knew how Lianne and Sylvia could take boys, demand their attention and jism.
"Where's the blanket? I mean, if we're going to fuck we might as well get comfortable, right?" Lianne went to the spot where the blanket was hidden and she pulled it out, spreading it deftly on the roof. A second later she had stripped off her blouse and was looking at the boys with the devil in her eyes. "Who get's to show their stuff with me first?" expressions ranging from envy to uninhibited passion. "I can't hold back. You'd better stop or I'm going to . . . ohhhhhhhh!"
Vicki pounded on the cock, watching the crown get steadily darker in color. Then, as Ross groaned, a thick jet of come spurted from the tip. The jism arched through the air toward Vicki's face, landing on her shoulder and making a crystal white line from her shoulder to her elbow. The next blast was smaller but exploded from the tip with greater force. A small blob of rich come splattered wetly on the lens of Vicki's sunglasses and stayed there, so thick that it didn't even trickle down. Vicki gasped in surprise but kept pounding until she had pounded all of Ross' come from his nuts. Finally she had come clinging to her arm, dripping from her hot skin. Her fist was covered with the jism and Vicki couldn't help but smile when she compared the amount of come in Ross' balls to the amount she got from Arthur.
"No doubt about it," Vicki said softly. "Young boys are definitely the best!"
A stringy, almost elastic blob of jism dangled from Vicki's elbow and she scooped it up with her finger, then licked her finger clean. Just then a little boy, not really understanding what she was doing, shouted, "Gramma! Gramma! They're doing naughty things!"
Beside Vicki, the raven-haired Sylvia was fucking her brains out. Hank's huge cock was ramming deep into her cunt, filling her insides with throbbing meat. Sylvia squeezed Hank's body against her own, letting his chest mash her pert young tits. She kissed him, her tongue slipping into his mouth. She hooked her ankles together behind his pumping ass, pulling Hank down against her pelvis so his massive cock would squeeze through her pussylips and shove far into her belly.
Next to Sylvia, Lianne was sitting on Ross' body and his cock was shoved up her cunt. Lianne's tits bounced up and down as she raised and lowered herself on his prick.
"I love your cock!" Lianne hissed, shaking her head so her hair swirled around her face. She gulped in air, feeling her climax approach. Her clit was always so sensitive, so ready for enjoyment, and she never had any trouble coming. Once, twice, three or even four times a day she could come, her cuntjuice spurting from her body onto a cock, or her fingers, or Sylvia's lusty tongue.
Lianne scratched his chest with her long fingernails, leaving light red lines over his skin. She bounced faster, biting her bottom lip as her belly began to tingle pleasantly. It wouldn't be long now and she knew it.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" Lianne screamed, tossing her head back on her shoulders. Her come exploded from her snatch, coating Hank's plunging cock.
The sound of Lianne's piercing scream jolted all of them. Her voice rang out loud and clear in the afternoon air.
"Shut up, you damn fool!" Vicki said, looking up at Lianne. "You want the whole world to hear you?"
But Lianne didn't pay Vicki any attention. Her mind was spinning as her clear oil flowed from her body, coating Hank's curly hair above his cock. She raised herself until just the fat cockhead was parting her cuntlips, then Lianne dropped down on Hank, burying his meat into her cunt so their bodies mashed together. She stayed like that, slowly moving her hips in circles with the long prick deep inside her.
"Ohhhhhhh!" she hissed quietly. "That was fabulous! Absolutely fabulous!"
"Yeah, and the whole fucking world knows, too!" Vicki said sarcastically. She pushed her tits a little tighter around Richard's driving cock, waiting for his come to squirt all over her hot skin. Vicki opened her mouth and picked her head up, planting wet kisses on the head and lashing at it whenever it was near her face.
"You bitch! You horny bitch!" Richard cursed, looking down at Vicki as she whipped her tongue over his throbbing cockhead. "I'm gonna come on you, bitch! Don't you know it! I'm gonna come all over your fucking face!"
"No, come in my mouth. I want to taste your come, not have it on my face. Don't mess me all up," Vicki replied, slapping "her tongue against the red knob again.
Tommy crawled next to Vicki's face and started pounding on his prick. He, too, wanted to come on Vicki's face. He had fucked her, eaten her cunt and had her suck him off. Now he wanted to see how a married woman with beautiful brown eyes looked with his come sticking to her cheeks.
"Not you, too!" Vicki gasped, seeing Tommy's cockhead aimed at her face.
"Here you go, bitch!" Richard said, reaching the peak of ecstasy. He plowed his cock between her fat tits one more time, then the jism exploded from the angry-looking knob. The warm spunk soared over Vicki and she opened her mouth wide, trying to catch the stream. She managed to get just a small fraction of cream in her mouth, but the rest of it made a clingy line from her temple to her chin. And then the second eruption of come spurted, landing in a long stream right down the middle of her face, sticking from her forehead, over the bridge of her nose to her chin.
"Oh!" Vicki choked, surprised at the force of Richard's juicy eruptions. She raised her head and caught the head of his cock between her lips, taking the third powerful squirt of salty come on her tongue.
Richard leaned forward and let Vicki whip her mouth over his jerking cock. She took him deep into her mouth, milking the come from his nuts with her lips. Vicki moaned, taking the last weak jets on her tongue. She sucked hard on the cylinder of pulsating meat, feeling it get smaller and softer between her lips almost immediately after the come had finished spurting.
"Move!" Tommy choked, grabbing Richard by the shoulder and pushing him a little to one side. He leaned closer to Vicki, whacking feverishly on his overheated cock. "Uh! Uh! Uh!" he gasped as his cum burst from his balls and smacked wetly against the side of Vicki's face.
Vicki felt the hard blast of cream hit her temple and trickle into her ear and hair. She turned her head and more jism landed on her.
"Mouth! In my mouth!" she begged, wanting to taste Tommy's thick spunk.
As Vicki was getting her come shower, Sylvia's cunt was being deluged by Ross' passion. He pounded into her pussy, slamming his hips down against her firm, willing body. His balls lurched, pulling in tight to his body as they pumped out the come.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she whimpered, holding his thrashing body tight against her own. Her legs were kicked high in the air, spread wide so Ross could slam into her cunt without resistance.
Richard was still sliding his cock between Vicki's tits when they heard the siren wailing in the distance, getting quickly louder and louder.
"Holy shit!" Ross said, getting to his feet and running to the edge of the building. In the street below he saw the black-and-white police squad car screeching around the corner, speeding toward the apartment. "It's the fucking cops! Let's get out of here!"
"You dumb bitch!" Vicki said to Lianne as they scrambled for their clothes. "Scream your fucking brains out when you come and this thing happens!"
Richard jumped into his trunks and grabbed the blanket, leading the gang to the trap door. But Vicki couldn't find her swim suit. She searched frantically, knowing that if she didn't find it soon she'd either have to make a dash to her apartment completely nude with come all over her face and tits or wait for the cops to arrive and make up some kind of lie that would keep her out of jail. As she searched, it suddenly occurred to her that her lovers were all teenagers. If the cops caught her, things could get a little sticky.
The teenagers were down the trap door and heading for the stairway when the cops hit the front door. Vicki was still searching for her suit, not knowing that Ross had accidentally taken it with him when he grabbed his towel.
"Oh, no," Vicki said softly, shaking her head slowly. Strands of her wavy brown hair stuck to the jism on her face. "I'm in big fucking trouble. Big fucking trouble ..."
CHAPTER SIX
When the cops arrived, they found Vicki standing alone, completely naked with jism dripping from her face and boobs. Their eyes devoured her slender, sexy body. She told them that she had come to the roof to work on her tan and four boys-boys she had never seen before- came and raped her. She told the story with gusto, including all the important facts of getting titty-fucked and sucking cocks while having a prick rammed up her ass.
The cops believed her. They believed her so much, and were so taken in by her naked body, that they both had hard-ons throbbing in their pants before she finished. And while Vicki made up her story and acted like the victim of rape, she was burning with anger inside. Vicki was convinced that either Ross or Richard had stolen her swim suit to intentionally get her in trouble with the law.
The policemen dispersed the crowd and one went back to the squad car and fetched a blanket. They waited and talked with Vicki for over an hour before they escorted her back to her apartment, carefully making sure that nobody would see them.
* * *
Vicki fumed in rage for days afterward, plotting great plans to get even with Ross and Richard. She had dismissed Hank and Tommy from any blame. They were too innocent. They wouldn't dream of fucking Vicki, then letting her get caught by the police.
And while Vicki let her anger boil inside her, Lianne's devious mind was also at work. Only her driving force wasn't revenge, it was lust.
The four boys were gathered in Hank's apartment. Sylvia was sitting on the couch with Richard and Ross sitting on either side of her, casually feeling her tits and rubbing her pussy through her jeans.
"Now if you'll all give me your attention, I'll get started," Lianne said, tapping the ash of her cigarette into a crystal ash tray. "That means take your hands off my sister long enough to hear me out. Okay?"
Sylvia giggled and the boys continued to paw her firm young body. Lianne looked at her sister and grit her teeth. Suddenly she reached behind her back and unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. The boys looked at Lianne and their jaws dropped open. She wore frilly black panties with matching garter belt holding up black silk hose.
"Now that I've got your attention, this is the plan I've got."
"Love your outfit," Ross said, raising his eyebrows. "Makes you look like a porn star."
"Good. Now shut up and listen. I've got a yearning for cock. And the cock I want isn't in this room. No, it's one I've never sucked, fucked, or even seen. And to get that cock, I need the help of you four horny sons of bitches." Lianne looked at all four boys, catching their eyes one at a time to impress them on the importance of her words. "And if you do as I say, I'm yours forever. For as long as you want, wherever you want. If you ask me to suck you off on the middle of Main Street, I'll do it."
"I think you've succeeded in convincing us that this is an offer we can't refuse," Tommy said. "Get on with what you want of us."
"It's simple. Sweet and simple . . ."
* * *
Lianne looked at Sylvia and giggled. It was going to work. She had thought of everything and the plan was simply going to work. She picked up the telephone and dialed Vicki's number. There was a pause, then she heard the receiver being lifted.
"Hello?" Vicki said sweetly.
"Is this Mrs. Vicki McMasters?" Lianne said, disguising her voice.
"Yes it is."
"Mrs. McMasters, this is Sergeant Betty Helms from the police department. An officer on our department has informed me- unofficially, I might add-that you were involved in an accident several days ago."
"Pardon me?" Vicki said, getting frightened. The last thing she needed was for the police to get involved in her sexual escapades.
"Mrs. McMasters, I realize that what happened isn't something that you want to talk about, but I insist on it. Please, you must come to the police station immediately."
"But-"
"I suggest that you don't tell your husband what you doing. These things are generally handled better woman to woman, if you know what I mean."
"Yes. Yes, I do know what you mean. I'll be there immediately." Vicki said, then hung up the phone. Her heart was racing. What kind of questions would they be asking her? She looked at the clock near her bed. It was only 9 a.m. on a Saturday and Arthur was sleeping in.
Vicki quickly got dressed, slipping on a conservative pants suit. She didn't want Betty Helms to think that she dressed so provocatively that the boys "raped" her because she turned them on.
In the basement garage of the apartment building, Tommy tapped his foot and looked at his watch. He was getting nervous.
"Hey, take it easy," Ross said, sitting behind the steering wheel of Vicki's car. "Everything is going to work out as planned. Lianne's one bright chick."
"I don't know," Tommy said, looking around to see if anyone was near. "I kind of like Mrs. McMasters. She's never done anything mean to us."
"Shut up! Here she comes now."
Vicki walked toward her car, seeing the four boys. Instantly her anger began to rise.
Richard and Ross looked smug, like street punks; Tommy and Hank looked scared shitless.
"Get the hell out of my car," Vicki said, pushing Richard aside. She leaned down, close to Ross. "I said get out of my car."
"Now don't get angry, little lady. We just want to talk to you."
"I've had it with all of you. Well, maybe not with Tommy and Hank."
"Take her!" Ross ordered, reaching out and grabbing Vicki by the hair. He jerked her head through the open car window, toward his crotch where his hard-on was sticking through the fly of his jeans.
Richard moved like lightning. He pushed Vicki farther into the car, then got directly behind her, sliding his hands under her suit coat and hooking his fingers into the elastic band of her pants. With a savage jerk he brought them down to her knees, exposing her panty-clad ass and thigh-high nylons.
"Noooooo!" Vicki screamed, fighting to regain her balance. Richard pushed her farther into the car and Ross shoved her face closer to his cock. The next thing Vicki knew she was teetering on the car's door, all her weight resting on her stomach with her feet raised above the floor.
Richard jerked once more on Vicki's pants and they came completely off, taking one high-heeled shoe with them.
"Grab her fucking arms!" Ross commanded as Vicki's long fingernails gouged painfully deep into his thigh and another claw-like hand made a swipe at his face. Tommy and Hank, scared to death both of Ross' anger and of getting involved in something like this in public, reached into the car and captured Vicki's wrists. They yanked her arms back as she squirmed on the car door.
Vicki stared at the throbbing hard-on just inches from her face. She knew what she was suppose to do-take Ross' cock into her mouth until his nuts shot their juicy load down her throat-but she didn't want to. It wasn't that he wasn't a good lover or that she objected to drinking his come; it was because she thought he had left her naked on the roof and for the second time in two weeks was raping her.
She kicked her feet, hoping to nail someone, anyone. All she managed to do was hit air. Vicki felt her panties being torn from her body and felt Richard's slender waist sliding between her spread thighs.
"Nooooo! Stop th-" Vicki said, then had her face pushed lower. The fat cockhead slammed against her lips, parted them, then buried deep in her throat. She tried to relax and accept what was happening to her, but that was impossible. The car door, all her weight resting only on her stomach, made breathing difficult. When Ross pushed her head down further, his unyielding cock rammed into her throat until her lips were circled around the root of his meat.
"Up the ass, cunt!" Richard cackled, pulling his pants down to his thighs. His rigid prick angled out from his body, looking like a lance. Richard put the bulbous head of his dick against Vicki's bunghole and shoved. At first he couldn't fuck her. She resisted him with all her might, but Richard would not be denied and soon his prick was invading her asshole.
"Uggghhhhhhh!" Vicki groaned, the cock still muffling her words. She felt the horrid pain of a long, hard pole of meat driving into her ass without the comfort of anything to lubricate it. She felt Ross' cock throbbing in her throat, felt his zipper bite into her lips. She tried to pull her arms free and felt the ungiving grip of Tommy and Hank holding her fast. Vicki felt everything clearly and realized that there was absolutely nothing she could do to defend herself.
Richard pushed into her butt, feeling the tight hole clenching his pole of meat. He grabbed her by the thighs, pushing them down so Vicki couldn't kick him. He pushed harder, driving his fat, bulbous cockhead deep up her butt until his hips were firmly pressed against Vicki's smooth, buttery-soft asscheeks.
Ross entwined Vicki's hair in his fingers, then began pumping her face up and down on his upraised prick. She was going to suck him off whether she wanted to or not. He raised and lowered her face, feeling her hot, soft lips gliding smoothly along his quivering prick. Down he pushed her, feeling his cockhead invade her throat; up he pulled her, feeling her twisting, frisking tongue sliding erotically over every inch of his cock.
Vicki curled her tongue around the bulb-like underside of the cockhead, letting her lips gently surround the prick's shank. Richard's cock hurt as it pounded up her ass but not that much. What was uncomfortable was being jackknifed in half with all her weight resting on the car door. Vicki's head was pushed down once again and the invading cock reamed her throat. Her full, glossy lips slid down the shaft until she had taken everything Ross had to give.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Ross moaned, holding her down. He loved the way it felt when she deep-throated him and his balls loved it, too, because they weren't far from shooting their spunk.
"Hurry up, you guys," Tommy said. "Some one will catch us!"
"Shut up! I don't want you bitching and moaning while I'm getting a blow-job. Do you understand?"
"Yeah. Sure thing, Ross. You always write the rules."
Tommy wasn't happy about what they were doing to Vicki, but he didn't have any vote in what happened. What he wanted to do was fuck Vicki in the back seat, gently caressing her velvet body, sucking on her nipples while working his hard cock into her wetly clasping cunt. He would watch her beautiful pussy travel up and down on his quivering column of cockflesh and feel the ecstasy of having his nuts explode up her pussy. That's the way he would have liked to detain Vicki.
* * *
Arthur heard the knock on the door and ignored it. But when the knocking continued, getting louder all the time, he finally realized that whoever was there wasn't going to leave. Angrily he got out of bed and trudged to the door, dressed just in his pajamas.
"Hello, Mr. McMasters," Lianne said brightly, giving Arthur the once-over with her eyes. "Surprised to see us?"
"As a matter of fact, yes," Arthur replied dryly, not fully awake yet. "What do you kids want?"
"We're not kids, and we need to talk to you."
"Look, I'm sleeping and-"
"Just a few minutes of your time," Sylvia said, flashing Arthur her most innocent, childish look.
Arthur stepped to one side and the girls walked in. There was some protesting, but they finally got Arthur to go back to bed, saying they'd talk to him there. When he had the blankets pulled up to his chin once again, the two girls sat at the foot of the bed, grinning mischievously.
"What is it you wanted to talk to me about?"
"Sex," Lianne said casually. "We figured that anyone as intelligent and handsome as you must know an awful lot about sex."
Arthur hemmed and hawed a bit, but his ego eventually took over and he admitted, falsely, to knowing a great deal about sex. "Yes," he said, "I've had quite a bit of experience in the ways of the world."
Lianne and Sylvia took turns telling their sexual escapades. They mentioned the four boys they regularly sucked and fucked and included vivid stories of eating each other's cunt until the pussyjuice flowed like wine. And it didn't take long-not with the lurid stories that were being told-for Arthur to have a hard-on throbbing under the blankets, making a tent at his waist. Lianne and Sylvia saw that tent and knew it was time to move in for the kill.
"But something is wrong now," Lianne said, curling her legs beneath her at the foot of the bed. "I want to suck their cocks and have them fuck me, but they're too tired. You know what I think? I think they've found someone else."
Sylvia broke in on cue. "Maybe we're doing something wrong, Lianne. Maybe they've found someone who can give them a better blow-job or somebody who fucks better than we do."
"What we need is a teacher!" Lianne said, then turned and looked at Arthur with a strange, perverse smile on her constantly cock-hungry lips. "And why don't you be that teacher?"
"I don't think so," Arthur said, trying to be calm. His voice cracked with tension. "You two are a little young. Hell's bells! You're still teenagers."
"Horny teenagers!" Sylvia said, grabbing the blankets and pulling them off Arthur's body in one swift move. The sisters converged on his crotch, attacking it. They pulled open the pants of his pajamas, freeing his hard cock.
"What the fuck?" Arthur gasped as Lianne's hot, moist lips wrapped around his cockhead.
Lianne let her tongue toy with the spongy tip of Arthur's cock as her lips chewed lightly. As she sucked, working her tongue everywhere on the head, Sylvia buried her face between the man's legs. Sylvia lashed out with her tongue, running it over the wrinkled nut sac. She sucked one nut into her mouth, warming it and getting the ball nice and wet.
Lianne curled her fingers around the pole, then bobbed up and down on Arthur's cock, taking the head into her mouth until it smashed against the opening of her throat. The she pulled up, tightening her grasp on the pole, and sucked on the cockhead. In doing so, she was jacking his meat and sucking at the same time. The combination of pleasures, experience had taught her, was enough to drive any man crazy with lust. Her fingers rolled over Arthur's meat, sliding smoothly from her spit.
"Ohhhhh! You really know how to suck cock!" Arthur gasped, feeling his cock getting thoroughly mouthed. Lianne's auburn hair spilled onto his stomach and thighs, caressing his hot flesh as softly as a feather would.
"Oh! Mmmmm! Uhhmmmmmmmmm!" Lianne moaned as she slurped on Arthur's prick. She pistoned her head up and down, letting the pulsating cylinder of hard prickmeat split her lips wide, flattening her tongue in her mouth. Lianne jerked her head down, touching her lips to her fist as the cock inched to the back of her mouth.
"Nummmmmmm!" Sylvia purred, letting one nut go free before taking the other one into her mouth. She saw the cock, not two inches from her face, deep in her sister's hot mouth. Sylvia worked her tongue on the wrinkled nut sac. Then she let that slip from her mouth and she started tonguing her way up his body, licking his stomach and nipples before Frenching with Arthur.
"You young cunt," Arthur murmured, accepting Sylvia's tongue into his mouth. He grabbed her tit, rolling the nipple between his fingers. With his other hand he fondled the shampoo-scented strands of Lianne's hair as she bobbed on his prick.
Sylvia moved higher on the bed and Arthur captured her hard, bud-like nipple between his lips. He nipped the hard, tasty flesh, reaching between Sylvia's slender, firm thighs at the same time. Arthur found a sparse bush surrounding a juicy crease. His finger was immediately wet and he started fingerfucking the teenager, sliding his finger deep into Sylvia's snatch until his palm pressed against her quivering clit.
Lianne tightened her lips around Arthur's throbbing cock, then pulled her head off his tube. She kissed the head affectionately, her lips smacking on the spit-wet skin, then straddled his hips. Lianne grabbed the cock and wedged the cockhead against her cunt. Slowly she lowered herself, feeling her pussylips push inward, then spread to surround Arthur's meat. As she got lower, the prick pushed deeper and deeper into her warm, juicy cunt.
"Ohhhhhhh! Wanted to feel your cock in me," Lianne sobbed, rotating her hips to let Arthur's prick stab into her cunt from different directions. She grabbed her tits, fondling the tense nipples as her clit got hotter by the second.
Sylvia's pussy was tingling like wildcats, her juices flowing freely as Arthur's finger jabbed into her. She turned her face to one side, letting the older man kiss her smooth neck. Then, as horny as she could ever possibly hope to be, Sylvia moved even higher on the bed and sat on Arthur's face. His tongue grazed through her swollen cuntlips, tasting her honey-sweet fuck oil.
Lianne ground her hips down against Arthur, feeling his throbbing cock spread her cuntlips wide. She loved the feel of an older, wider cock jamming deep into her pussy. The whole idea of fucking a man who was old enough to be her father appealed to her. Lianne was tired of teenage boys her own age. She wanted a man who had been around and who just might be able to teach her a few tricks.
"Damn, I love fucking!" Lianne purred, pushing herself up a little, then dropping down again on the cock. "Nothing better than fucking .. . well, maybe sucking."
Arthur was eagerly licking Sylvia's pussy, running his tongue up and down over her juicy crease. He pushed his hips up a little, shoving his rock-hard prick deeper into Lianne's cunt. The whole notion of getting laid by two horny teenagers was as erotic to him as anything in the world.
"Lick it," Sylvia urged. "Lick my cunt! Ohhhhh! Yeah! I'm going to come all over your tongue! All over your face!" She reached between her legs and worked her middle finger against her clit while Arthur buried his tongue between her pussylips. Damn! How good it felt to have her cunt thoroughly licked!
Sylvia turned around on the bed, never taking her cunt far from Arthur's gaping mouth, and faced Lianne. They held each other, pressing their girlish tits together.
"My beautiful little sister," Lianne murmured, pressing her lips against Sylvia's. They French kissed, tongues darting from one mouth to the other, exploring, searching, tasting the delicious juices.
Arthur rubbed his tongue against Sylvia's clit and thrashed on the bed, frantically pounding his cock as hard as possible up Lianne's equally hot cunt. He felt her muscles gently massaging his throbbing tool of blood and flesh. His balls itched as they jerked between his legs, waiting impatiently for the right amount of stimulation before pumping out the liquid bullets of jism.
* * *
"Suck it, damn you!" Ross hissed, his fingers wrapped with the brown strands of hair. He jerked Vicki's face over his trembling prick. His cockhead punched between Vicki's full lips, slamming against the back of her mouth then driving down her throat until her lips were circled around the root of his meat.
As Vicki's feet dangled helplessly in the air, Richard stabbed his meat pole into her ass. The tight asscheeks surrounded his cock as he pulled all but the knob from her bunghole. Then in again he would stab, reaming her butt until his balls flopped against her spread pussylips.
Hank and Tommy held her wrists in a viselike grip, not letting Vicki use her long, red-painted fingernails to claw her attackers.
"Uh! Ohhhhhhh!" Ross hissed, shoving Vicki's head down so she deep-throated his throbbing prick. When her lips reached his zipper and she felt-the harsh metal bite into her lips, the first of a series of blasts erupted. The sizzling come burst from the cockhead, shooting straight into Vicki's throat. She frantically gulped down the cream as the fat balls kept spewing more and more.
Richard slammed his cock into Vicki's ass with as much force as he could manage, rocking her on the car door. He looked at his friend Ross and saw the sheer ecstasy of Vicki's hot lips written all over his face.
"Damn! Shit! Holy fucking shit!" he cursed, slamming into he butt even harder and faster. His fingers tore at her ass, pulling the cheeks apart so he could stab his cock even deeper into the hot, tightly clamping bunghole.
Vicki whimpered helplessly, gulping Ross' salty jism. Her throat felt burnt-out, having been brutally ravaged by the throbbing meat. She didn't have the choice of deep-throating; that was thrust upon her. The head just kept pounding against her throat, then down until finally she had the rich spunk in her belly. The pain in her throat mingled with the pain in her ass and Vicki was only vaguely aware of Richard filling her bunghole with his come.
Tommy and Hank released Vicki's wrists and she pulled her head out from the car, standing upright on weak legs. She looked at her attackers, her frazzled mind not really comprehending what had just happened.
"I-I'm sorry, Mrs. McMasters," Tommy said quietly, feeling ashamed that he had a hard-on pulsating inside his jeans. "I really didn't mean to."
Vicki didn't say anything. It was all she could do to stand, one shoe on and one shoe off. She looked at her pants, laying in a shallow puddle of grease left by a car's leaking oil pan. There were several footprints on her pants. Beside them were her torn panties.
"Of course you did, Tommy. You'd love nothing more than to fuck me, wouldn't you."
When Tommy didn't answer, Vicki smiled thinly and shook her head.
"Why be so rough with me?" she asked. "You know I will happily suck you off or fuck you."
Vicki hopped onto the hood of a car and lay back, her legs dangling over the edge near the tire. She raised her feet, spreading them.
"You want me to fuck you, Mrs. McMasters?" Tommy asked, slowly pulling his pants down to his thighs.
"It's not what I want, it's what you want. Isn't it, Tommy? You're going to fuck me and you don't give a flying fuck of a damn whether I want to or not."
"She talks too much," Richard said bitterly. He grabbed Tommy by the shirt and pushed him between Vicki's raised legs.
Vicki put her feet on Tommy's shoulders and closed her eyes. She didn't care if anyone saw them fucking. Naked from the waist down, there would be no possible way she'd be able to cover up in time. All she could do was close her eyes, forget about her surroundings, and try to enjoy the fucking.
Tommy found that Vicki's snatch was at a perfect level with his cock and he shoved his prick into her hot crease easily, impaling full-length into her. He groaned, feeling the wetness of her snatch surround his excited cock. In and out he worked his prick, tossing his torso back and forth until his thighs pounded against the fender of the car.
Tommy squeezed Vicki's plump tits through her blouse, finding the nipples hard inside her bra. Turning his head slightly to one side, he kissed her silk-clad calf. He looked at her face, at the calm, self-assured expression, and wondered if she could ever adore him as he adored her.
"Fuck it," Tommy hissed under his breath, slamming his cock with more force into the juicy cunt. Tommy felt his cockhead gliding smoothly through Vicki's pussylips, getting more excited by the second. Then he heard the siren screaming in the distance.
"It's the cops!" Ross screamed, getting out of the car and hiking up his pants. "Move it!" Ross grabbed Tommy and pulled him away from Vicki: A second later the four boys were running full speed toward the exit.
As Vicki lay on the car, her legs hanging down and her juicy cunt pussy and exposed, she wondered idly what would happen to her. One way or the other, she didn't much care.
* * *
Arthur was on his back, pillows propping up his head so he could see the action at his waist. Sylvia and Lianne, those lusty teenage sisters, were taking turns sucking on his throbbing prick. First Lianne would grab it, taking the cylinder of reddish-tinted flesh deep in her mouth, then Sylvia would suck on it, working her hungry lips over the throbbing knob and down the shank. And then they would flick their tongues at the same time, working up and down the shaft, tonguing Arthur's hairy balls and caressing the head with the ultimate French kiss.
"Don't stop," Arthur said quietly, trying to calm himself. Lianne was sucking on the head, whipping her tongue around and around the burgeoning knob. Sylvia was busy chewing on his shaft lightly with her lips, testing the pole for hardness.
"I'm going to come, you bitches!" Arthur hissed, feeling his nuts get overheated. "I'm going to shoooot!"
The girls moved up to the cockhead, each licking it on the sides as spurting rockets of come sailed straight up in the air, then landed on their cheeks. They licked the spewing prick as the squirting jets, like a volcano erupting lava, shot onto their faces. The cock jerked and twitched, the squirts shooting less high each time until finally the cream merely trickled from the slitted tip. Then Lianne captured the cockhead in her mouth and sucked until Arthur's balls were dry and she had the delicious taste of come on her tongue.
Arthur looked at the two girls, smiling when they turned and showed their come-smeared faces to him. Lianne and Sylvia had streaks of jism lined across their cheeks and over their lips. And as Arthur looked at them, they started licking each other's face, scooping up the spunky come and swallowing happily.
"You horny bitches," Arthur hissed, his prick getting smaller by the second. "You hot-blooded, horny little bitches."
Sylvia, the younger of the two girls, took Arthur's cock and gently worked her lips up and down the wrinkled prick.
* * *
They were the same policemen who had assisted Vicki earlier, when her bathing suit had been accidentally stolen. Vicki looked at them, her eyes glassy.
"Go after them," the older cop shouted to his partner, seeing the fleeing boys running out the garage. "I'll attend to the victim."
The cop rushed over to Vicki, grabbing her by the shoulders and raising her to a sitting position. His eyes involuntarily traveled to her exposed, bushy cunt.
"I'm okay," Vicki whispered, putting her hand on the sergeant's shoulder. "They raped me, but I'm okay."
"Come on, sit in the back of the squad car," the sergeant said, helping Vicki off her car and into the back seat of the squad car.
Vicki sat down and closed the door behind her. She felt a little funny about not having any pants on and letting the sergeant stare at her. She pulled her thigh-high stockings up to near her cunt and crossed her legs at the knee, knowing full-well that the cop was looking at her dark bush.
"Got a cigarette? I could really use one."
The sergeant gave her a cigarette and lit it. They talked for a couple minutes, Vicki recounting the tale of her rape without ever mentioning any names, and eventually the patrolman returned without catching any of the boys.
"Sorry, Sarge, but they ran too fast for me," the patrolman said, getting into the car. He grabbed the microphone. "I'll call and alert headquarters. They shouldn't be hard to find."
"No! Don't do that," Vicki said, pleading with the patrolman with her beautiful brown eyes. "It's my problem and I'll handle it my way. Okay?"
"What the hell?" the sergeant gasped, giving Vicki a fierce look. "Don't you want those little sons of bitches caught?"
"Let me handle it."
"You want to get raped?"
"No, it's not that."
The sergeant got out of the car, indicating with his thumb for the patrolman to drive. When he was in the back seat with Vicki, he smiled at her with an expression that belonged on the face of a hungry wolf.
"I'm gettin' the picture now," the sergeant said, reaching boldly between Vicki's legs to find her snatch still slightly moist. "You like gettin' fucked by those kids, don't you?"
"I'm married," Vicki said, holding her left hand in front of the sergeant's face to show him her diamond ring. "I don't need to fuck around with teeny-boppers to get laid."
"I think maybe you do." The sergeant worked his middle finger between the velvet folds of Vicki's pussy. Wrapping his arm around her shoulders, he pulled her close and kissed her on the lips. Instantly Vicki melted in his arms. She returned his kiss with greater passion, her tongue exploring his mouth as she brazenly fondled the throbbing cock under his pants.
"You want to fuck me, big man?" Vicki asked with mock sarcasm. "I've never fucked a man in uniform before."
"Drive!" the sergeant commanded his partner. He moved next to the door, motioning for Vicki to lie down on the seat. She helped him work his quickly growing cock out the fly of his pants, the thick meat pole jutting out sharply against the blue uniform.
"Let me suck that big fucker," Vicki purred, kissing the bulbous cockhead. She flicked her pink tongue over the smooth knob, tasting the tiny drop of pre-come that oozed from the tip. "Mmmmmmmm!" Vicki moaned, then buried the cock in her mouth. Her hands slid all over the sergeant's body, caressing his balls and muscular thighs. Vicki's fingers played lightly with the sergeant's ammunition belt, gliding softly over his gun.
"Ahhhhhh!" the sergeant growled, his prick pumping with life. "You've got a hot mouth, lady. That's a really good blow-job."
Vicki slipped down onto the floor of the car, sliding between the cop's thighs. Her full lips engulfed the straining prick, wrapping the tender meat in a hot, wet embrace. Vicki chewed on the cockhead, baring her teeth to let them graze lightly over the smooth skin, then she pushed down, taking the knob to the back of her mouth. Her throat still hurt from Ross' brutal treatment, but that wasn't going to stop Vicki from sucking the meat she craved so desperately.
"Hell, lady, you really do that cock justice," the sergeant groaned, his balls tingling like mad. He hadn't fucked his wife in weeks; he hadn't, in fact, felt any kind of lust for weeks. But Vicki, with her pants off, her deliciously erotic pussy just staring at him, had rekindled his lust.
Vicki scratched lightly up and down the sergeant's thighs as she bobbed her head slowly over his rigid prick. She took the cock deep into her mouth, rubbing her frisking tongue feverishly on the underside and against the knob.
"I want to fuck," the sergeant finally said, unable to control his aching balls much longer. "If I don't stop you now, you'd have a mouthful of come in a second."
"Would that be so bad?" Vicki said, pulling her lips from the quivering cock. "I don't think it would be so bad."
"Not bad at all, but I've got fucking in mind right now."
The sergeant allowed Vicki to recline on the back seat. She was too tall for the seat and her knees were raised, but that didn't stop the cop from getting in between her legs. His gun gouged into one soft thigh. Vicki raised her legs, wrapping them around the cop's neck. Her feet were actually rubbing against the ceiling of the squad car when the plundering cock found the opening of her cunt and invaded the warm, juicy pussy.
"I've been waiting a long time for something like this to happen," the sergeant hissed, driving his cock down her love channel until all eight inches of his meat were being warmed with her pussyjuice.
"Fuck me, big man!" Vicki purred, running her fingers through the sergeant's hair, knocking his hat off in the process. Her knees pressed against her fat tits, mashing them almost flat. Vicki didn't like it that she couldn't move much in the cramped fucking quarters, but that didn't bother her too much. There was something about fucking a policeman in a squad car while driving around the city in the middle of the day that made Vicki's mind spin. She could be caught. There was the element of danger spicing her erotic game. It all served to make her hotter and hornier than ever.
"Fuck me hard, big man! Give me all you've got!" Vicki purred, squeezing the sergeant's hard prick with her cunt muscles. She milked his throbbing pole, urging it to spew forth come that would deluge her belly. "Fuck me, big man! Don't hold back!"
"Arrrggghhhhhh!" the police man groaned. His balls hadn't blown a wad in ages and now, just a few strokes short of erupting, they almost hurt. He stabbed his cock into Vicki's cunt with every ounce of energy in his body. Down he came crashing, slamming his hips against Vicki with his prick deep in her twat.
"Give it to her, Sarge! Do it!" the patrolman urged, taking the entrance onto the freeway for smoother driving. He had hopes of sinking his hard prick into Vicki's slit as soon as the sergeant was finished.
The sergeant was gasping and groaning, tossing his prick back and forth between Vicki's velvety cuntlips. His balls lurched in their sac as one last long, low growl escaped his lips. Spunk shot from his dick, flooding Vicki's cunt.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" Vicki purred, feeling her cunt getting its just reward. "Fill me up with your come!" She worked her cunt muscles like fingers to milk the ramrodding tube of meat as it stabbed into her. Vicki whimpered and sobbed, happy to have jism in her stomach, ass and cunt.
When the sergeant finally rolled off Vicki, she licked his cock clean of all jism and pussy-juice. After the sergeant and patrolman had changed places, Vicki was once again on her back with her legs on a cop's shoulders. The patrolman fucked her hard and fast, pumping out rich jism until Vicki felt like she couldn't hold any more come in her body even if her life depended upon it.
When they finally dropped her off back at the apartment garage, her pants and shoe were still where they left them. She stepped into her pants and put her shoe on and was heading back to the apartment when it suddenly occurred to her that she hadn't gotten in touch with the policewoman who wanted to ask her questions about the "rape." Vicki called the police station only to find out that not only wasn't there a woman detective named Helms, but that nobody there had ever heard of such a detective. She never guessed that the whole game was to get her out of the apartment so Lianne and Sylvia could fuck her husband and suck his big prick.
CHAPTER SEVEN
It was a Saturday afternoon and Vicki was lounging around the apartment in her baby doll, see-through pajamas. They were a light pink color, with lace bordering the plunging neckline and around the leg holes of her matching panties.
She was sipping coffee, watching cartoons on television with Arthur who was also in his pajamas. He had opted to put on a robe, though.
"I must say," Arthur said, viewing Vicki's immense areolas with her nipples pointing proudly from the center. "You do look lovely today. Sort of puts the weather to shame, if you know what I mean.
"Say . . . you're in an unusually good mood," Vicki replied, flashing her husband a dazzling smile. She slid next to Arthur on the couch. "Feeling as frisky as you are friendly?"
"Oh, I'm not really sure." Arthur picked up the morning newspaper and flipped it open. "Let's see, where do you think I could find a blow-job? In the want ads?"
"Look under 'H' or 'W,' " Vicki said, slipping silently onto the floor. " 'H' for horny and 'W for wife." Vicki tugged at the cloth belt of his robe and Arthur spread his legs, leaning back in the couch. Vicki opened Arthur's robe and pajamas like she was unfolding the wrapper of a present. She found his cock, limp against his thigh, and gently curled her fingers around the shank, raising the head to her lips.
Arthur put the paper down and watched as his wife caressed the head of his prick with her full, moist lips. She kissed the cockhead, planting loud, wet kisses on it while occasionally pressing her lips against the nuts near his cock. Slowly his prick came to life, stretching out, getting harder and thicker.
"I love doing this," Vicki murmured, rubbing the burgeoning knob against her lips as she spoke. "I love sucking your cock." And with that she buried his meat deep in her mouth, engulfing the prick with her lips. Downward she pushed her face, feeling the slick knob sliding over her wet tongue until the head was down her throat and her lips were being tickled by his hair.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" Arthur groaned, his prick feeling like it was in a hot sauna. "You really know how to give a blow-job, Vicki. Damn, you surely do."
Her supple lips rolled gently up and down over every inch of his cock, kneading the turgid meat into a fierce hard-on. Arthur watched as Vicki stroked his shaft while working her tongue slowly in circles around the mushroom-shaped head and he groaned. His prick throbbed powerfully, blood pumping to his meat as Vicki pistoned her face over his cock.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm!" she moaned, tightening her lips harder around the shaft, bobbing down so the meat stuffed her throat. With Arthur's cock full-length in her mouth, Vicki chewed on the root with her lips, gnawing on the tantalized flesh.
"That's it," Arthur whispered, checking his watch quickly. "That's the way I like to see you."
Vicki wrapped her fingers around the base of Arthur's cock and bobbed over the meat that stuck up through her fist. With her other hand she rubbed her moist snatch through the lace bikini panties. Vicki slipped her fingers under the elastic band, her middle finger sliding between her hot crease to fondle the extended, hard clit. She bobbed faster, salivating freely around the fat prick that stretched her hungry lips.
"Come on, baby," Arthur said, gently touching his fingertips against the side of Vicki's beating face. "Let's get it on. I want my cock in your pussy."
Vicki got to her feet and slithered out of her panties in a flash. Then she was down on the couch, hooking her ankles together behind the small of Arthur's back as he positioned himself above her. His round knob pushed against her juicy cunt, then opened the lips and drove deep into her body. Arthur pushed down, forcing Vicki into the cushions of the couch. His plundering meat jabbed through her cuntlips until his fat, come-laden balls flopped against her asscheeks.
"Damn it all, woman," Arthur hissed, grinding his pelvis against his wife's. "You've got the hottest snatch in the world."
"Then why on earth don't you fuck me more often" Vicki asked, running her fingers through his hair. "You know I'm always hot for you. You must realize that I'm always willing and ready for fucking whenever you are."
Arthur didn't reply to Vicki. Instead, he pulled his dick from her snatch, then reamed her powerfully, stabbing his meat between her velvet-soft cuntlips. They kissed, tongues darting from mouth to mouth.
Vicki pushed Arthur's robe off to one side, letting it fall against her side. She clawed at his pounding ass, digging her fingernails into the flesh, urging him to pump his throbbing dick faster and faster into her heated snatch. And while she clawed his ass, Arthur put his hand over her tit and squeezed the firm boob through the top of her baby doll pajamas, feeling the hard nipple press into his palm.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Arthur gasped with each invasion of his prick into Vicki's juicy cunt. He stabbed into her from different angles, first from the left side, then from the right. And each time he pounded his rock-hard cock into her willing body, Vicki's clit got hotter and hotter.
"Fuck me! Ohhhhhhh! Fuck me, Arthur!" Vicki whimpered. She was amazed at the urgency of her husband's fucking. He hadn't shown her this much attention in ages. Hell! she thought, if Arthur's looking for this kind of action everyday, I'll tell those vicious little bastards to go fuck themselves!
Vicki's bud-like nipples sent tingles all through her body. She twisted her hips, happily accepting the invasion of hard cock into her snatch. The feeling of having her own husband thrashing above her, pushing her down into the cushions of the couch as he stabbed his prick into her pussy made her deliriously happy. This was the man she had married. This wasn't the overworked accountant trying to fight his way up the social ladder.
Arthur pushed his upper body up, smiling as he looked down at his wife's face. Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut and her features were twisted in a mask of absolute, pure erotic ecstasy. He watched the way her tits rolled back and forth on her rib cage, jerking crazily each time he rammed his meat into her.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" Vicki purred, scratching his chest lightly with her painted nails. "I love how you fuck."
Love how I fuck? Arthur thought. How interesting. But there's more in store for you, my hot-blooded wifey. Yes, indeed, much more in store!
Arthur shoved his dick into Vicki's hot snatch, grinding his body against hers. The liquid embrace of her snatch completely surrounding his meat, tantalizing every quivering inch.
When the doorbell rang, Arthur immediately shouted, "Come on in!"
"What the hell are you doing?" Vicki asked, looking up at her husband with wide, frightened eyes. She unlocked her ankles and tries to squirm out from under him, but Arthur's weight was too great for her. As she struggled the door opened and in walked Ross, Richard, Tommy, Hank, Lianne and Sylvia.
"Ho-lee-shit!" Vicki exclaimed slowly, realizing that she couldn't stop the teenagers from coming in. Whatever was going to happen, Vicki knew that Arthur had some hand in it.
"Hey! I didn't know we'd be late," Lianne said, a sultry smile spreading across her face. In one smooth move she stripped off her blouse and tossed it to the floor.
Arthur began sliding his prick slowly in and out of Vicki's cunt as he and his wife watched the teenagers strip out of their clothing. Arthur's eyes got wide with interest when he saw that Lianne and Sylvia, those horny young girls, had chosen garter belts of frilly black lace and silk hose for their undergarments.
"Sweetheart," Arthur said softly, "I think it's time we got our cheating spirit out of the closet and made it legitimate. Catch my drift?"
Vicki's eyes were glued to the four half-hard cocks of her young lovers. Her mouth watered at the thought of having so much meat to bury in her mouth. Her pussy, already stretched and stuffed with Arthur's cock, tingled with the thought of getting reamed by the young studs.
"Yeah, I catch your drift," she murmured, pulling Arthur's face to her own. They kissed long and passionately. When their kiss broke and they once again looked at the teenagers, everyone was naked or nearly so.
Arthur slipped his knees forward so they surrounded Vicki's hips and sat on his haunches. In this position he pushed his prick into her pussy and pulled Sylvia's young body to his own. They kissed with Arthur feeling Vicki's clit with one hand and Sylvia's clit with the other. He caught her nipple between his lips and sucked on the delicious nubbin.
Hank, the boy with the longest cock, calmly walked over to Vicki and put one leg over her, straddling her face. He lowered himself and his limp cock was scooped into her open, waiting mouth.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" Vicki moaned loudly, making sure that everyone knew that she was enjoying the hell out of what was happening. Vicki grabbed the shaft of Hank's prick, pulling him down so the huge cockhead slithered further into her mouth. Her hot lips and frisking tongue deftly worked over the slick meat, getting it fully aroused. Vicki chewed on the shank, tongued the throbbing prick as it stretched and grew in her mouth. From the corner of her eye she saw that Lianne, too, was busy sucking cock.
Lianne was on her knees, with Ross, Richard and Tommy standing in front of her. She would suck one boy's cock, then turn her attention to the next one. Soon all three boys had raging hard-ons, each urging Lianne to suck his. But Lianne, her nipples erect and upturned, carefully made sure that no one boy got any more of her fantastic blow-job than the next.
Sylvia watched Arthur's prick riding smoothly in and out of Vicki's juicy cunt. She had tried to lick that pussy before, but Vicki wouldn't let her. Now Vicki's view of her was blocked by Hank's body, and besides, she was busy getting fucked and sucking on a big cock. Vicki probably wouldn't realize exactly what was happening to her until it was too late.
Sylvia slipped to her knees beside the couch, her tongue dancing over her lips in anticipation of tasting Vicki's cuntjuice for the first time. Slowly she bent lower, the pungent aroma of heated flesh filling her nostrils, arousing her senses. Arthur leaned back slightly, giving the teenager more room.
"Finally," Sylvia purred quietly, her tongue flicking out like a snake's. As Arthur pulled his cock from Vicki's snatch, leaving only the pulsating knob still splitting her cuntlips, Sylvia licked the top of his meat, then trailed it to Vicki's cunt. Instantly she found the extended clit and tasted the salty juices of her neighbor's passion.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" Vicki moaned again, louder than before. She didn't know that Sylvia was licking her clit. All she knew was that something very erotic was happening to her pussy and that she liked it better than anything. She tugged on Hank's prick, pulling it down into her wide open mouth. Her tongue pranced along the thick meat, rubbing delicately against the tip. Vicki could feel blood pumping into the cock from the huge vein running along the underside of the meat.
Sylvia tongued hungrily, scooping up Vicki's cuntjuice while rubbing the tip of her tongue against Arthur's invading prick. Reaching between her legs, she started fingering her own aroused pussy, stabbing first one, then two fingers into her slick crease.
Tommy knelt behind Sylvia and rubbed the head of his rigid cock against her back, reaching around her body at the same time to fondle her pert tits. Sylvia raised her ass, exposing her hot pussy, and Tommy placed the head of his dick between her legs. Sylvia guided his pole to the opening of her snatch, and he plunged into her powerfully, driving his meat into her hot body until his abdomen smacked against her asscheeks.
"Tight pussy," Tommy said casually, as if he were complimenting nothing more than her dress or the way she wears her ebony hair. He pulled back and reamed her again as Sylvia ate Vicki's snatch.
In the middle of the room, Lianne was on Richard, bouncing up and down to rocket his throbbing prick deep into her pussy. Behind her, Ross was smoothing the spit from the head of his dick onto her asshole, preparing her for a double-fucking.
"Do it to me," Lianne urged, wiggling her ass back a little while being careful never to let Richard's cock escape from her cunt. "I want to feel you driving up my ass while Richard fucks me."
"You'll get it, baby," Ross promised, moving closer to Lianne. "Don't you worry your pretty little head about that."
Ross pushed forward, sinking the quivering knob of his cock into Lianne's ass. She purred like a contented kitten, now feeling her pussy and bunghole each being stuffed with hard, driving cockmeat.
Ross grabbed Lianne's garter and pulled it back several inches, then released the elastic and lace material. The garter slapped against her taut ass, smacking loudly.
"Ouch! Fuck my ass, dummy! Don't torture it!" Lianne protested, leaning down further, pressing her plump boobs against Richard's chest. She felt Ross' weight pressing against her as his plunging cock rammed full-length into her bunghole. Lianne was sandwiched between the boys, being surrounded by their hot flesh. One long cock stabbed into her pussy, plowing deep into her wet snatch and another cock was sliding smoothly up her ass, filling her with its girth.
Vicki pulled Hank's cock down toward her face, taking the bulbous knob deep into her throat. She worked her hungry lips in a chewing motion over the slick, spit-covered tube, tantalizing every throbbing inch of meat. Hank's cock, the largest of anyone's there, delighted Vicki. She loved the way it stretched her lips and mashed her tongue down in her mouth. She loved the way it crammed into her, stuffing her so completely. And as she sucked cock, Vicki was suddenly aware of a very familiar sensation-cuntlicking! Someone was eating her cunt! She opened her eyes and scanned, as best she could under the cramped quarters, the room. Lianne was getting fucked by Richard and Ross. And Arthur was fucking her pussy. So where was the tongue coming from that was flicking against her clit so beautifully?
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!" Sylvia moaned, nipping at Vicki's puffy cuntlips as Tommy pounded his cock into her twat.
And then Vicki knew. It was that cunt-hungry/cock-hungry teenage bitch who was licking her cunt. At first her reaction was to struggle and push the girl away, but she soon decided against that. Why should she deny herself such good head? Sylvia's cuntlicking expertise was undeniable, and Vicki was certainly enjoying it, so what difference did it make if a girl rather than a guy ate her pussy?
Vicki wrapped both hands around the shaft of Hank's cock, taking just the head and several inches of meat into her mouth as he pushed down into her. She felt the cockhead throbbing, pulsating against her tongue and knew that it wouldn't be long before the boy blasted her mouth full of creamy jism, and she wanted to taste the come. If she allowed him to ream her throat, she wouldn't be able to taste the delicious juice.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Hank groaned, sliding his hips back and forth faster, punching the head of his prick into Vicki's mouth as she tongued the knob and fisted the shaft. "So hot! Too fucking hot to believe!"
Vicki tightened her grasp on the sliding prick as it split her lips and the creamy eruptions started. The jism spurted against her tongue in powerful jets and Vicki accepted it all greedily. Her tongue danced over the spewing cockhead, tasting the salty spunk that was as thick as jello. The deluge of come filled her mouth and when Hank stabbed his cock into her one last time, a thick blob of jism escaped between her lips and the cockmeat.
"Ummmmmm!" Vicki moaned, still sucking on the head as the jism trickled down the side of her face. She squeezed the shank from root to knob, working a thick drop of cream from the tube. Uncorking Hank's cock from her mouth, she held the head above her face and opened her mouth wide. The come dangled from the slitted tip, then finally dropped between her parted lips, onto her tongue.
"Delicious," Vicki purred, running her tongue over the red, quivering cockhead to get the last of the come from the meat. "There's nothing in this world better than that."
Sylvia buried her tongue between Vicki's cuntlips, letting the invading cock slide over her lips. She caught Vicki's clit and sucked on it, but then Arthur powered his prick into Vicki's cunt and Sylvia was pushed aside. Sylvia wiggled her ass, delighted at how Tommy pounded his prick into her cunt from different angles.
"Having a good time?" she asked playfully, looking over her shoulder at her lover. "Let's try something new. I think it's time the grand and glorious Mrs. McMasters gets a taste of . . . shall we say . . . something new."
Tommy wasn't sure exactly what the fuck was going on, but he wasn't in any mood to argue. His prick was rock-hard and his balls were tingling like mad. It wouldn't be long at all before his spunk shot through the tube of his meat and exploded out the knob.
Sylvia knelt near Vicki's face. Their eyes locked, holding each other tenderly with just a glance. Vicki gave Hank's prick one last smacking kiss, then motioned for him to move.
"Kiss me," Vicki whispered, reaching for Sylvia. The teenager bent lower and their lips touched softly, gently, with both lust and compassion. And then their mouths opened slightly and Vicki had Sylvia's tongue in her mouth and she was sucking on it. How strange it all was for Vicki. It wasn't very long ago that she couldn't imagine making love to anyone but Arthur. And now she was wantonly fucking four teenage boys, and kissing a girl. Never did she dream that she would be doing anything like this.
Sylvia flicked her tongue over Vicki's lips and reached between her legs. She fingered the distended, juicy clit as Arthur's cock rocketed back and forth into Vicki's pussy.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Arthur groaned, reaming his wife's cunt harder than before. It was an incredible turn-on for him to watch Vicki kissing lustfully with a young girl. He grabbed Sylvia by the hair and jerked his cock out of Vicki's cunt. "Suck me, damn you!" he hissed, pulled Sylvia's face against his prick. Instantly she was whipping her mouth over his feverish meat.
Vicki watched as Sylvia used her best blow-job techniques on her husband's cock. It didn't bother her that Arthur's cock was buried in another woman's mouth. In fact, the notion of finally being more sexually active delighted her.
Soon Arthur plugged his cock back in Vicki's cunt and he was fucking away madly, feeling his climax approach. Sylvia calmly straddled Vicki's face and she began eating the teenager's cunt. It was a delicious new treat for her. Eating a pussy was somehow like making love to herself Vicki decided as she dug her tongue deep into the hairy crease. Vicki found Sylvia's clit and sucked on it like it was a tiny cock, and she was pleased when she felt the young girl tense up and begin to quiver with wanton lust.
Vicki looked up, seeing Sylvia's pert tits jiggling. To the side she could see Tommy pounding on his cock, and judging from the look on his face, she figured it wouldn't be long before he blew his wad.
"Huh! Huhhh! Huhhhhhh! Awwwwww!" Sylvia grunted and groaned, sliding her hips back and forth over Vicki's digging tongue as the cuntjuice poured from her snatch. Her nipples were like tiny pebbles, sticking out proudly.
"F-fuck!" Arthur gasped, reaming Vicki's pussy faster, filling her hot crease with his come. As the river of cream filled her snatch, Vicki's feverish clit exploded and she writhed on the couch, tossing her hips up to meet Arthur's invasions of cockmeat. Her head was spinning and her face was covered with Sylvia's cuntjuice.
Vaguely Vicki felt Tommy's thick, warm come dripping onto her rising and falling tits. And she loved it. She wanted to drown in a sea of come.
As Vicki tongued Sylvia's cunt, she heard Lianne, Ross and Richard groaning in the throes of a three-way climax. Vicki knew everything would be different now. She wouldn't have to sneak around to get laid, and constantly worry about Arthur catching her.
She could fuck and suck a cock or cunt anytime she wanted to. She could suck off her husband in the morning and the grocery delivery boy in the afternoon, if her wanton lust still hadn't been fully satisfied. For Vicki McMasters, life was changing rapidly . . . and she was loving every minute of it!
