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 becoming a famous athlete. And then there are sexual fantasies-wild dreams that we seldom expect to see. come true.
In this story, Connie Walker has learned to be 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 becoming a sexually liberated soul-a person who not only feels sexually free, but who has been compelled to unshackle her husband from the bonds of Puritanism.
YOUNG WILLING 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 his own standard of morality where sex between consenting individuals is concerned, just as Connie has done.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Andy Walker sat on his apartment balcony sipping a beer and soaking up the sun. He was twenty-eight, attractive, and in good health, and he liked his work as a supermarket manager. He should have been content, he told himself. But he felt far from content on this hot July afternoon. To put it as simply as possible, Andy was tired of fucking his wife.
He and Connie had been married almost four years now, but their sex life was the same as it had been on their wedding night-boring. Andy was sure there had to be more to sex than they'd discovered, but he didn't know how to find it. He and Connie had never tried foreplay. He wasn't even sure what that meant. And when they fucked, it was always in the missionary position. Both of them were too uptight to try it any other way.
It wasn't surprising, of course, considering that they'd both been raised by strict, religious parents who'd taught them that sex is dirty and that only evil people really enjoy it. Andy now knew that this was bullshit, yet he had a hard time overcoming lessons that had been drummed into his head all the years he was growing up. His wife Connie had the same problem. But what were they going to do about it? They didn't know where to start.
Andy sighed, took a big pull on his beer, then set the can aside and reached for the sun-tan lotion. He was wearing his new swimming trunks, which Connie thought were indecently skimpy. He liked the fact that they hardly covered his cock. He wanted to get tan all over-or almost. He lathered on more lotion, and just as he was putting the tube aside he heard the sliding glass door opening from the next apartment.
Andy glanced over and saw his new neighbor, Verna Barnes, stepping out onto her balcony. "Hi, neighbor," she called, giving him a smile and a wave.
"Hi, Verna," Andy said eagerly, "how are you?"
His eyes devoured the shapely brunette, and he couldn't help thinking how much he'd like to get her into bed. Verna was a very sexy lady, all out in the open and not at all shy. He sensed that she'd be a completely uninhibited lover. Today she was wearing a bikini that showed off her ample ripe tits, tiny waist, and undulating hips. The bikini was black like her hair, and her sleek body was very tan. Andy couldn't take his eyes off her.
"I'm resting up for the party tonight," Verna said as she settled into her chair with a tall drink. "You and Connie are coming, aren't you?"
"We sure are," Andy said. "Anything we can bring?"
"Just yourselves," Verna smiled.
Was it his imagination, or was she looking at his crotch? Andy reddened a little, hoping she wouldn't see the growing bulge there. He just couldn't help it, he was getting a hard-on just from looking at her. He hardly knew Verna and her husband Ted, who'd moved in a few days ago, but he was sure he wanted to get to know Verna a lot better. And now he was positive that her dark eyes were focused on his swelling cock.
He looked her over again and swallowed hard. Her luscious big tits, the size of big grapefruits, looked ready to pop from her tiny bikini bra. Around the edges of her panties he could see a few wisps of dark pussy hair. He shivered lustily as he tried to imagine how she'd look naked. Her balcony was only inches away from his, and he fought the crazy urge to leap over the little railing and grab her. He fought the image of himself stripping off her clothes and fucking her right there on the balcony.
And while he was struggling with his thoughts, Verna was watching his cock grow. Verna was twenty-five, just a year older than his wife, but she'd been around a lot more than either of the Walkers. It didn't shock her to see the handsome blond man getting a cock-stand. It amused her-and aroused her. She decided to play a little game with Andy. Teasing men was one of her favorite things to do.
"I love this apartment building," she said. "When we're out on these balconies, nobody can see us from any other building right?"
"Right," Andy agreed.
"Good," she cooed, "that means I can take off my suit."
She stood up and removed her bra. Andy's cock mushroomed into stiffness and fullness as he ogled her gorgeous big tits. Perfectly firm, they jutted straight out, capped with large pink nipples. As she moved, her tits quivered slightly. She didn't act at all self-conscious. Then she reached for the little bows that held up her panties, and Andy's prick gave a violent lusty lurch in his swim trunks.
"I just hate having white patches," Verna cooed.
Andy couldn't say anything. If he opened his mouth, nothing would come out but a horny growl. He watched in helpless fascination as Verna untied her bikini bottom and let it drop to the deck. She stepped out of the tiny garment and smiled at him, totally without embarrassment. If only his wife could be that way! Connie was so shy about her body. But Verna just stood there smiling and letting him ogle her pretty little triangle of black pussy fur.
"Got time for a drink, Andy?" She purred.
"Oh, yeah, sure," he croaked.
Ordinarily he never drank anything stronger than beer, but he sure as hell wasn't going to turn down an invitation from a beautiful naked lady.
"Come on over," she smiled, "and I'll go fix your drink. Will gin and tonic be okay?"
"That'd be fine," Andy sighed.
He stepped over onto Verna's balcony and took the deck chair next to hers. His cock was enormously swollen, but there was nothing he could do about that. Besides, he was positive Verna had noticed his hard-on, and she didn't seem disturbed about it. He wondered just what was on her mind. Could she possibly be interested in fooling around? Andy wondered what he'd do if she was. It was a situation he'd never even considered before, the possibility of cheating on his wife.
"Here you go," Verna said, handing him a tall frosted glass.
"Thanks," Andy muttered.
He sat there staring at her like a fool, unable to take his eyes off her inviting naked body. She grinned and let her eyes trail deliberately to his crotch, where his engorged cock formed an obscene lump. As her eyes focused on his dick, they seemed to burn right through his trunks, and his meat lurched lustily, straining against the cloth. Andy took a quick gulp of his drink, but it didn't help him regain his cool.
"Mmmmmmm, just look at that," Verna purred, slipping her hand onto the throbbing bulge in his trunks. "Is that for me?"
Andy opened his mouth to answer, but nothing came out. Smiling calmly, Verna slipped her hand inside his trunks and laid her fingers on his naked cock. Andy shivered and damned near came as she began to pet and rub his hard-on. He didn't know what to do. He'd considered himself a happily married man, except for his dull sex life, but he sure as hell didn't want Verna to stop what she was doing.
"Feels nice, doesn't it?" she smiled.
Andy just nodded dumbly. They both knew Verna was in charge. It was so obvious that she'd had much more experience than he had. Now she expertly peeled down his trunks till she could draw his stiff cock out into daylight. She let his meat stand alone for a moment, admiring the thick eight-inch shaft, and she seemed to breathe harder. Then she curled her fingers around his engorged prick and began pumping it slowly and sensuously.
Andy leaned back in his chair and sighed. He knew he ought to get the hell out of there before he lost all self-control, but he just didn't want this exciting scene to end. Connie had never played with his cock. She seemed scared of it. He loved the way Verna was running her hot fingers up and down the blue-veined shaft, giving him continual low-grade pleasure. He could have been content for hours.
"Andy, darling," Verna said huskily, "aren't you going to return the favor?"
She took his hand and set it on her big hot tits.
Andy's prick jumped hard in her fist. He felt the satiny skin of her pulsating tits, and then helplessly he ran his hands over the luscious-looking globes of flesh. Almost immediately her large pink nipples went stiff and engorged, and when he gently touched them, she shivered and sighed. He began molding and squeezing her big hot tits, and she speeded up her pumping of his bloated boner. Hot cream began to ooze from his piss hole.
"Mmmmmm, just what I wanted-a little snack," Verna purred.
The next thing Andy knew, her tits were slipping out of his grasp and she was going to her knees in front of him. She tugged his swim trunks all the way off, then greedily grabbed his dick and eased it down within reach of her mouth. He felt dizzy with excitement as he realized this pretty young woman was going to go down on him. He'd only read about oral sex, never experienced it. It was another of those things that he and Connie just didn't have the nerve to try.
"Ahhhhhh, Christ," he gasped.
Verna's hot little tongue had shot out to touch the highly sensitive head of his cock. She was busily lapping up the salty cream that bubbled from the cleft of his prick. As fast as it appeared, she speared it up with the pointed tip of her tongue, then rolled it around in her mouth, savoring the taste. Andy was completely fascinated. She made it so obvious that she adored the taste of his cock cream.
"Mmmmmmm, uuummmmmm," she sighed.
He tried to imagine Connie doing something like this, and the image made him incredibly aroused. But he couldn't keep his mind on his wife for long, not with Verna right there in front of him, stark naked and greedily licking his cock. Her tongue felt deliciously hot and slick and juicy against the bare flesh of his prick, and he was shivering with pleasure. She finally cleaned his cock head of all the hot cream, but she wanted more. She snaked the stiff tip of her tongue deep into his piss hole.
"Shit, yes," he gasped.
He wasn't much for swearing, either, but Verna was really bringing out a whole new Andy. He looked down at her with hot lust-glazed eyes, and he knew he wasn't going to stop her no matter what kinky thing she wanted to do. As she reamed his piss hole for more salty juice, he felt his balls throbbing with their hot load. Somehow he had to get his rocks off-and quick. He couldn't wait till six o'clock when Connie would finally get home from work. Was there just a chance that Verna might help him out?
After reaming all the tasty cream from his prick, she stood up, grasped his shoulders, and blatantly shoved her little black bush right in his face. Andy felt the silky curls and smelled her delicious scent of soap and cologne and natural female musk. He'd never been that close to a pussy before. He'd never gone down on his wife, although secretly he ached to do it. He was just afraid Connie would be outraged. But now he had this luscious pussy right in his face, and he knew he could do whatever he wanted to with it.
He gently folded back the dark fur and saw the pea-size lump of Verna's clit. He knew enough about female anatomy to know that this was the most sensitive and sexy-feeling organ of a woman's body. When he and Connie fucked, she'd always rub her clit against the stiff shaft of his cock-that was what really got her off. Now he ogled Verna's cherry-red joy button, moist and beaded with pearly pussy cream, and watched it throb. He knew she was just as receptive there as his wife was.
"Lick it for me, baby," she moaned.
Andy shivered with excitement. He'd had so many fantasies about eating pussy, but this was his first chance to try it. He stuck out his tongue and began swirling the pointed tip around and around the engorged shaft of Verna's clit. She gave a shrill squeal, and he felt his chin suddenly soaked with a molten blast of juice from her cunt. The juice soaked her pussy, too, -and he liked the hot tangy taste.
"Yes, baby, lick meeee," she hissed, "lick me very fast and hard."
Andy appreciated the instructions, because he really didn't know how to eat a woman. He roughly tongue-lashed her clit, slamming his big wet tongue up and down over the throbbing lump of flesh, and that made Verna really hot. She squealed and gurgled and drenched his chin and cheeks with helplessly gushing cunt cream. Andy saw the molten liquid pouring down her legs. This lady didn't mind letting him know how turned on she was.
She gripped his shoulders and panted, "Ohhhhh, yessss, that's it, Andy, really give it to me, I love it."
Andy sighed longingly as he tried to imagine his shy wife saying something like that. Connie was so quiet when they fucked, so still, as if she thought it was unladylike to express excitement or pleasure. The only time she lost control was when she came, which she did every time they fucked. She'd groan loudly, and her body would convulse violently, bucking and writhing against him. Her cunt would soak his dick with fiery come-juice. But other than that, she never let him know what she was feeling.
With Verna it was completely different. The sexy brunette housewife let him know with every squeal and moan and wriggle just how much she was enjoying his clit-tonguing. He whipped the wet meat up and down over her powerfully throbbing joy button, and she greedily shoved the little bud harder against his tongue. Her cunt creamed furiously, the sticky juice wetting his face and pouring down her legs. She was digging her nails into his shoulders and gasping with pleasure.
"Unnnhhhhh, yeah, I'm gonna come," she whimpered. "Suck me off now, Andy, suck my clit."
Again Andy was glad she'd told him what to do. He clamped his lips around the slick little lump of her clit and began to suck it. He definitely got off on that-and so did Verna. She gave a hoarse scream of ecstasy and flooded his face with another huge rush of juice. She clawed his shoulders and whimpered as she felt hot blasts of pleasure ripping through her pussy. Andy was sucking her fast towards an urgently-needed come.
"Unnnhhh, yeah, so fuckin' good," she whined. "Just a little more, baby, I'm almost there."
Eagerly Andy sucked her throbbing clit and gulped down her hot tangy pussy juice. Her gash was radiating fierce heat against his face, and her whole pussy was throbbing and juicing. Once more he imagined he was with his wife, Connie moaning with ecstasy as he sucked her clit-and his cock lurched and leaked thick streams of juice. He'd have given anything if his wife would let him suck her off. But Verna's hoarse cries interrupted his 'fantasy.
"You're doing it to me," she gasped, "you're making me come! Ohhhhhh, God, am I coming!"
Andy almost came right along with her, he was so insanely aroused by now. Her body was convulsing and bucking, and he couldn't keep his lips around her squirting clit. He drew back and watched her come. Looking up, he had a terrific view of her big shaking tits, the nipples stiff and long and red. The huge globes wobbled and bounced, almost smacking his face. Glancing lower, he watched the thick streams of pearly come overflowing her cunt and running down her legs.
"Ahhhhhhh, my God, it's so good!" she sobbed.
Andy would have given anything to have a wife like Verna, a hot-blooded woman who didn't hide her pleasure and who'd do any crazy thing to get it. He loved Connie very much, but he had to admit he was totally fed up with her in bed. And after this experience with Verna his discontentment was even greater. How could he possibly go on making love to Connie in the same old way? It just wasn't possible.
"Mmmmmmm, that was nice-for openers," Verna said.
She reached down and fisted the swollen purple head of his prick, and he groaned and just about came in her hand. She gave his cock head rhythmic squeezes, and her hand felt hot and exciting around his meat. He buried his face in her fragrant black muff and breathed hard, letting her know how agonizingly horny he was. Pretty soon she let go of his cock and instead grabbed his hair, jerking his head up and looking him in the eye.
"I bet you've never cheated on your wife before," she said. "Am I right?"
Andy nodded.
"Would you like to cheat on her now?" Verna grinned.
Again he nodded helplessly. He was only human. He was starved for exciting sex, and here was this beautiful hot-pants housewife standing naked in front of him. Now she leered at him and straddled his lap, bringing the sopping little mouth of her cunt down to touch the engorged head of his prick. Andy shivered and groaned at the electric contact.
Verna teasingly smeared her creaming cunt mouth all over the sensitive head of his dick.
"Come on, Andy, stick it in me," she hissed, "fuck me."
Andy doubted that any man could have resisted an invitation like that. He certainly didn't. Growling with lust, he seized Verna by the waist and tugged her down on his stiff rock-hard cock. He crammed it into her roughly, too horny to be gentle. In one hungry thrust he slammed up against her womb, and then he began fucking her deep and hard and fast, making her big-titted body shudder with the impact. She grasped his shoulders and dug her long red nails into the flesh.
"Yesssss, you big horny bastard, fuck me," she moaned, "fuck the living shit out of me."
That was exactly what Andy had in mind. He fucked into her like a pile driver, his eyes focused hungrily on her big bouncing and swinging tits. Verna responded to his almost-savage fucking with howls of pleasure, clawing his shoulders and soaking his prick with huge hot loads of cream. She threw her head back and wailed, and her pretty features twisted in a lusty grimace. This woman was loving his cock and letting him know it-so unlike his wife.
"Yeah, fuck it to me, Andy, fuck it to me good and hard, baby," she howled.
Andy knew he couldn't hold out much longer. He couldn't ever remember being this insanely horny. Verna's cunt was as hot as the rest of her, and it was deliciously gripping and slick with juice. He fucked into her harder and harder, unable to control his raging lust, but the harder he did it to her, the better she seemed to like it. Soon his lap and his balls were drenched with her heavily gushing cream.
"Ohhhhh, shit, it's so good," she sobbed, "so damned good!"
Andy had to agree. He'd never had a more enjoyable fuck. With Verna there were no inhibitions, no hang-ups, no taboos. There was just good old animal lust. He felt her sizzling little pussy hole getting tighter and tighter around his jackhammering cock. She suddenly stiffened and gasped, and then she began to convulse, her twat squeezing his prick almost flat. He felt his balls spasm and release their molten load of jizz.
"Unnnhhhh, Andy, I'm coming!" Verna howled.
"Aaaaagggghhh, awwwwww!" Andy bellowed.
He figured he'd pumped about a gallon of jizz into her before they finished, and then he slumped back panting for breath. Verna nibbled his neck and said, "You better get home now, lover. You wouldn't want your nice little wife to catch us like this. See you later at the party."
Dizzily Andy made his way back to his own apartment, wondering if his face would give away his guilty secret.
CHAPTER TWO
While Andy was getting it on with the neighbor lady, his wife Connie was having an adventure of her own.
Connie, a stunning blonde of twenty-four, had recently moved up to a new job, leaving the typing pool to become the receptionist for the boss of the company, Jim Anderson. On this warm Friday afternoon she was all alone in the office, her boss still out to lunch. There weren't many calls, and she'd already done all the typing assigned to her. Connie sat there daydreaming and tapping her nails.
She had a strange restless feeling, but it took her awhile to realize that she was horny. And when she realized it, she blushed. She knew that horniness was a perfectly natural feeling, but she found it hard to overcome her childhood training. She could still hear her mother telling her that "nice" girls don't like sex. In fact nice girls don't even think about it. So, Connie thought, what does that make me?
Helplessly she imagined herself making love to her favorite TV star, and she felt her pussy starting to heat and moisten. It was wicked of her to have such fantasies, she thought. After all, she was a married woman, and she loved her husband. But she had to admit that their sex life was far from exciting. They did it the same old way, time after time, Andy rolling on top of her for a few minutes-no foreplay, no talk, no variations.
Connie was so bored with their fucking, she felt she was going out of her mind with frustration. But what to do about it? She was too shy to talk things over with Andy, and she'd been trained never to make the first move in bed. That was up to the man, her mother had taught her, and the woman is just supposed to lie there and endure it. Endure? Connie got off every time they fucked, in spite of the boredom. She liked sex, all right-it was just that she wasn't getting the right kind.
Her daydreams were interrupted when her boss, Jim Anderson, entered the office. Connie's job was to screen everyone who came in and to keep unwanted people out. Right now she wished she could screen out Anderson. It was obvious that he'd had another of his four martini lunches. The normally distinguished middle-aged man weaved a little as he crossed the room, and he leered at Connie, making her blush.
"Hi, gorgeous," he said.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Anderson," Connie said primly.
"Any important calls for me?" he said, leaning against her desk.
"No, sir," she answered.
"Good," he said, smothering a burp, "I might take a little nap."
"That sounds like a very good idea, sir," Connie said coldly.
Anderson grinned and stepped into his private office, but Connie wasn't left in peace for long. Soon the intercom buzzed and she heard her boss' voice, the words slightly slurred: "Connie, come in here. I want you to take a message."
"Oh, darn," Connie moaned to herself.
Sighing, she picked up her steno pad and walked into the private office. The office was as distinguished-looking as Mr. Anderson usually was, done in dark oak paneling and leather furniture, lined with books. Jim Anderson was standing before the window, which gave a spectacular view of the city, and when Connie had closed the door he turned and smiled at her, his eyes running up and down her shapely big-titted body.
To her embarrassment, Connie experienced another surge of sexual longing. Anderson wasn't bad-looking, and she'd always been attracted to him. Six feet tall, well-built, with dark hair going grey at the temples, he was quite a handsome guy. But she told herself to cool it. She was married, and she didn't believe in cheating. Besides, Anderson hadn't exactly made a pass at her. He was just a little tipsy, not quite in control of himself. She could help matters by keeping a businesslike manner.
"Yes, sir?" she said coolly. "You wanted me to take a message?"
"Yes," he grinned, "and here's the message-you're the sexiest little thing I've seen in a long time, Connie."
Connie's face flamed. "I beg your pardon?" she gasped.
"I'm turned on to you, honey," Anderson said, approaching her from behind his desk, "I'd like to get into your pants. I thought that the first day you started working here. How about it?"
He was almost up to her now, and Connie gave a squeak of alarm, dropped her steno pad, and started backing toward the door. Jim Anderson came right after her, leering. When her back was against the door, he reached around her and locked it. She fumbled for the knob, twisted it, but got no results. Her handsome boss stood there leering down at her, their bodies practically touching. Again Connie felt a rush of desire, but she struggled to ignore it.
"Mr. Anderson," she snapped, "let me out of here. You don't know what you're doing."
"The name's Jim," he grinned, "and I know what I'm doing. There's a special lock on that door, and only I know how to work it. You're stuck here, honey, so you might as well relax and enjoy yourself."
With that, he started unbuttoning her blouse. Connie was so shocked, she couldn't move or speak for the moment. Jim Anderson had never come on to her like this before. Normally he was polite and distant. It had to be the martinis, but that didn't help her predicament. She stared open-mouthed as he unbuttoned her blouse and laid it open, revealing the tightly packed cups of her little lacy bra. His eyes got hot and glazed as he stared at her deep ripe cleavage.
"Fantastic tits," he sighed. "In fact you've got a terrific body, honey. That's one reason I picked you for this job."
Connie blushed even harder. "Mr. Anderson-Jim," she stammered, "you've had too much to drink. Please let me go before you do something you'll regret."
"Honey," he chuckled, "how could I ever regret fucking a gorgeous chick like you?"
Connie didn't think she could blush any harder, but she did. He'd used that word, the one everybody knew about but which no polite person said out loud. Now he was peeling off her blouse and reaching around her to unhook her bra. She squealed and tried to move away from him, but he wouldn't let her past him. He deftly opened her bra and pulled it off. Her lovely big tits, the size of cantaloupes, swung free. They were firm and creamy and capped with large light pink nipples. Jim looked at them and moaned softly, then reached out to cup her naked tits.
"Jim, please," Connie gasped.
He paid no attention. He began squeezing and molding her tits, and suddenly she felt so insanely turned on that she just slumped back against the door and gurgled. Her husband Andy never did anything to warm her up before they fucked, so this was a brand-new sensation for her. She wasn't prepared for the pleasure and excitement she felt as her handsome boss fondled her sensitive tits. She gawked as her big nipples swelled and stiffened, poking against his palms.
"Yeah, baby, I feel that," he rasped, "I know you've got the hots for me."
"No," Connie moaned, "no, I don't. Please, Jim, you've got to stop. I'm married."
"So what?" he said. "So am I. But you'd go crazy if you fucked the same person your whole life. Everybody deserves a break now and then."
Connie wondered if he was right. So often lately she'd caught herself daydreaming about other men and wondering how it would be to fuck somebody besides Andy. From all she'd read and heard, sex could be terrifically exciting, but you couldn't prove it by her marriage. She ached to find out just how exciting it could be-and here was her chance. Her boss was older, obviously experienced, and very very anxious to fuck her.
Now he was unzipping her skirt, and before she could react it was puddled at her feet. Jim dropped to his knees, tugging down her pantyhose and panties. Connie blushed furiously as the cool air of the room touched her belly and her little golden-furred mound. But she blushed even harder when Jim buried his face in her little curly bush. Not even her husband had been that close to her pussy.
"Oh, my God," she whimpered.
Jim lifted her feet one after the other and freed her from the puddle of clothes. He gently eased her thighs open, and she cooperated as if hypnotized. She knew all the time that she was doing something wrong, yet her curiosity was overwhelming. She just had to know how another man would make love. She had to know if he'd do it any differently from her husband. Then she'd know if she really had a right to be dissatisfied with Andy's love-making. She couldn't help it, she just had to find out.
Naked, she quivered against the wall and felt Jim once more pressing his face into her bush. She could feel his hot breath against her swelling mound, and it was making her excited out of her mind. He eased open the blonde-furred lips of her muff and exposed the hot little lump of her clit. Then Connie felt the most delicious sensation she'd ever experienced in her life, something hot and slippery tickling her ultrasensitive joy button.
"Ooooooo, my God," she squealed.
She looked down and saw that Jim was using the stiff tip of his tongue to tickle and stimulate her clit. She blushed, but not from embarrassment. Hot lust made her whole body flush. She'd read about oral sex but had never experienced it, and now she knew what she'd been missing. She began to cream heavily and helplessly as her boss tongue-whipped her engorged clit, and the molten liquid overflowed her cunt and trickled down her legs.
"Oooooo, ahhhhh," she moaned, unable to stifle her cries of pleasure.
Jim was making a soft lewd slurping noise as he tongued her clit, and it just increased her wild excitement. Delicious shocks of pleasure stabbed through her dripping pussy, and she wished the wonderful feelings could go on forever. She forgot all about her husband as she slumped against the door and whimpered in ecstasy, Jim's big wet tongue lashing up and down her erect and throbbing clit. She realized that she was right on the verge of coming, coming in his face. But just as she thought she couldn't hold out a second longer, he suddenly stood up.
"Let's go over to the couch," he said. "We'll be more comfortable there."
He didn't wait for her to agree. He scooped her up and carried her over to the big leather couch that took up one side of his office. He laid her down on her back and arranged her with her knees bent and her thighs spread wide. Connie was paralyzed with lust, and she just lay there with her wet pink slit exposed.
Jim ogled the gleaming flesh and began to take off his clothes. "Connie found herself staring at him helplessly.
She couldn't believe how horny she felt. And she was aching to see another man naked besides her husband. She watched as Jim stripped, ogling his nicely muscled arms and legs and his broad chest, which was matted thickly with brown and silver hairs. He dropped his pants, and her eyes darted hungrily to the huge hard bulge at the crotch of his jockey shorts. As he gingerly peeled the shorts down over his hard-on, Connie almost moaned with arousal.
"See what you do to me?" he leered.
Connie didn't say anything. She was too absorbed in staring at his prick. The only other cock she'd ever seen was her husband's. Jim's cock was very long, about seven inches, and it looked as thick as her wrist. It was weaving heavily, engorged and bulging with blue veins. Hot bubbles of juice were oozing from his piss hole and dripping to the expensive Oriental carpet. Connie found his rigid cock and huge hairy balls obscene-hotly exciting.
Grinning, Jim knelt on the couch and crawled between her spread legs, once more bringing his face right up to her soft blonde bush. She whimpered and dug her nails into the couch as she felt his hot breath tickling her naked pussy. He snaked out his tongue and began whipping her clit again, and she creamed hugely, uncontrollably. The sizzling liquid soaked his bobbing chin and flooded down the crack of her ass.
"Ooooooo, unnnhhhh," she moaned.
"You love it, don't you, baby?" Jim asked hoarsely.
Connie couldn't answer, she was so shy about sex, but she really didn't need to. Jim could see her pussy swelling and creaming right before his eyes, turning from light pink to pulsating red. It was obvious that his expert pussy-eating was making her wildly aroused. He whipped the stiff tip of his tongue up and down over her erect and throbbing joy button, and she gurgled and whimpered and writhed with pleasure. The tiny mouth of her cunt opened and closed rhythmically, as if to pull in something long and stiff. But just as she seemed about to come, Jim drew his tongue back.
"Ohhhhhh, please," Connie whimpered.
"I know," he chuckled, "you wanta get off. Well, I'll get you off, baby, but I'm not gonna tell you how."
She felt his tongue tickling and exploring lower in her steaming gash, ignoring her lust-engorged clit, and she writhed with need. Then she gasped and reddened as she felt him inching his big thick tongue up her cunt. It was a really kinky, wicked thing to do-and it excited her out of her mind. She moaned and creamed steadily as he worked his whole tongue up her twat, stuffing her deliciously with the hot wet meat.
"Ohhhhhh, my God, ohhhhh," she moaned.
He began fucking her with his tongue, and she almost passed out with pleasure. She'd never felt anything so delicious as that long slick slab of meat plowing in and out of her cunt. She wished he'd never stop doing it to her. She lay back limp and totally submissive, clawing the couch and creaming endless floods of hot tangy cream. Her husband had never turned her on like this-and they weren't even fucking yet.
"Ohhhhh, yessss, ohhhh," she hissed, "do it to meeee."
It was the first time she'd told him in words that she was aroused, and he responded by tongue-fucking her faster and harder. Connie screamed with pleasure and arched her body up, taking his spearing tongue as deep as she could get it. She screwed her eyes shut in ecstasy and felt herself spinning right to the brink of orgasm. But just as she was about to come, Jim abruptly popped his cream-drenched tongue from her cunt and raised his head.
"Unnnhhhhh, please, don't stop," Connie sobbed. "I just have to come, Jim. I'll go crazy if I don't come."
"Okay, honey," he said hoarsely, "I promise you'll come this time."
Connie felt sudden hard pressure against the small tight mouth of her cunt, and she opened her eyes, looked down, and saw Jim setting the fist-sized head of his cock against her pussy hole. It was her last chance to avoid cheating on Andy, but she didn't move or protest. She hadn't been kidding when she said how horny she was. She felt like she'd die of frustration if she didn't get a good hard fucking. Jim took a deep breath and began plowing his thick hard cock into her.
"Unnnhhhh, yesssss!" she sobbed.
"Awwwww, Christ, nice and tight," he groaned.
Connie creamed furiously as he went into her. It was ecstasy to feel his big hard cock raking every inch of her hungry cuntal tunnel. She arched her body and let him in as deep as he could go, till his prick butted her womb. Then, following her horny instincts, she threw her legs around his waist and locked them there, holding his throbbing dick in her molten depths. Jim shoved his hands under her ass and gripped hard as he began to fuck her.
"Yes," she moaned, "oh, my God, yes."
"Ifigured you'd like it," Jim leered. "You acted frigid, but I knew better."
Frigid? Connie almost laughed. She was far from being frigid-she was just too shy and inhibited to show her feelings. But with Jim she couldn't hold back her shrill cries of pleasure and she couldn't stop the lusty writhing and pumping of her hips. No way could she hide the intense pleasure she felt as he hammered his steel-stiff boner into her seething cunt. She dug her nails into his broad shoulders and soaked his pile-driving cock with thick steamy juice.
"Oooooo, yes, do it to me, Jim, fuck me," she moaned.
She'd actually used that word, but it seemed natural and not at all wrong. She panted and gurgled with pleasure as Jim fucked into her hard, making her body quiver with the impact. She needed that steady hard fucking, needed it desperately. She hadn't realized till now how frustrated she'd been and how much hot lust she had stored up. It was true that she came whenever Andy fucked her-but apparently one orgasm hadn't been enough. She realized now that she could come two, three, or four times with no effort at all. She was starting to come, and she couldn't seem to stop.
"Ohhhhh, my God, I'm coming, I'm coming!" she wailed.
"Just like I promised," Jim leered.
He was like a fucking machine, pounding into her steadily and tirelessly, making her come in a firecracker string of orgasms that shook her whole body. Connie hadn't dreamed she could come so hard and so long. She clung to him and whimpered with bliss, and she drenched his jackhammering prick with steaming juice. Each deep hard lunge of his bloated cock intensified her pleasure, till she was almost blacking out with it.
"Jim, I can't take much more," she gasped, "you're fucking me crazy."
"Just a little more," he begged hoarsely. "I love fucking your hot little pussy. I don't wanta stop."
Connie could hardly turn down a request like that. She kept her legs wide open for him, letting him plow his long hard cock right to her womb, and soon she surprised herself by having another body-wracking string of orgasms. Her curiosity had been satisfied, all right-other men didn't fuck like her husband. Other men could do it better, or at least this one could. She hadn't realized how much she'd been missing, hadn't known how insanely aroused she could get. Now Jim began to speed up his fucking, and she responded with squeals of pleasure.
"Unnnhhhh, yes, fuck me good and hard," she moaned, "fuck me forever."
"I thought you were tired," he laughed.
But he didn't laugh for long. He was getting too wildly aroused, too urgently horny. He'd had his eye on his beautiful receptionist since the day she started working for him, and now that he was finally hammering his cock in her hot little fuck hole, he was excited out of his mind. He fucked her faster and faster, unable to control his lusty instincts, and their bellies slapped loudly together. His pistoning prick forced the hot cream out of her gripping cunt, and it splattered his belly and balls.
"Awwwwww, Christ, I'm gonna come," he groaned, "I'm gonna come real quick."
"Do it to me, cream me," Connie whined.
He rammed his prick into her very hard, stiffened, and gasped. Connie felt the first fiery sting of his jizz against her womb, and it triggered her into yet another body-blasting string of climaxes. He fucked into her with lightning speed as he shot his load, and she fucked right back at him, her hips jerking in a hot lusty rhythm, her spasming cunt sucking up his molten come-juice.
"Ahhhhh, shit, take my come," Jim groaned, "awwwww, aaaggghhhhh!"
"Ohhhhh, it's so good, so damned good!" Connie sobbed.
She didn't know just how good until she was on the bus after work. She thought of how the evening would go, she and Andy attending a party at the new neighbors' apartment, then coming home a little drunk and horny. Jim would want to fuck for sure. And Connie knew that she just couldn't fuck him like they'd been doing it for the last four years. She'd die of frustration. Somehow their sex life had to change.
Dammit, wasn't she entitled to decent sex? She made a vow right then and there-she wasn't going to fuck Andy again till he could do it right.
CHAPTER THREE
Andy and Connie had a very quiet dinner, both of them absorbed in their own thoughts. Andy kept wondering if his wife could tell how guilty he felt, and Connie wondered if he could somehow guess that she'd cheated on him. Meanwhile, outwardly, they were very polite to each other.
"What time is that party, honey?" Connie asked.
"Verna said to come over about nine," Andy replied.
"Gee, we hardly know them," Connie said.
"Well, this is our chance to get to know them better," Andy said. "We might make some new friends. It wouldn't hurt to have a few more people in our life."
"You're right about that," Connie sighed.
She was tempted to go on and tell him how unhappy she was with their sex life, but it didn't seem the right time for that. She couldn't get up the courage to talk about it. Maybe tomorrow, after a good night's sleep. She cleared the table, put the dishes in the dishwasher, and went to get ready for the party. Andy soon joined her, and they dressed in silence. As usual, Connie turned her back to him when she had all her clothes off. It was natural for her to be modest.
Then she wondered, Why am I doing this?
She wasn't ashamed of her body, and she definitely wanted her husband to be turned on to her, yet everytime she changed her clothes she hid from him. Now, reddening a little, she forced herself to turn in his direction as she slipped into clean panties and bra. Her motives were good, but her timing was bad. Andy was staring at himself in the mirror as he adjusted his tie and combed his hair. He didn't even see her.
Sighing, Connie picked out a flattering red dress and matching high-heeled shoes. The dress wasn't low-cut or revealing, but it did show off her nice figure. She brushed her blonde hair till it gleamed and dabbed on some perfume. She knew she wouldn't look as flashy as most of the women at the party, but she looked clean and fresh and attractive. That was good enough. Or was it? Maybe Andy would be turned on to the girls who showed more of their bodies.
"How do I look?" she asked him uncertainly.
"Like a schoolteacher-as usual," he chuckled.
Connie blushed angrily and stalked out to the living room. That did it, no sex for Andy tonight. He'd really pissed her off with his remark. They walked in silence over to the Barnes' apartment, and Andy rang the buzzer. Verna Barnes greeted them, wearing a black lounging outfit cut right down to her belly button, and Andy's eyes lit up. Connie's worst fears had been realized-he was going to spend the evening ogling other women.
But there was nothing she could do about it now. "Hi, Verna," she said, "how's the party going?"
"Great," Verna smiled. "You two can put your jackets in the guest room, straight down the hall."
Andy and Connie obediently went to deposit their jackets, but when they opened the door to the guest room they stopped still and gawked. There was a couple standing there kissing and pawing each other, and the man was unzipping the woman's dress. As he worked his tongue around in her mouth, he got the zipper open, and the dress floated to the floor, leaving the woman in just a skimpy bra and panty set. Andy's mouth hung open, and Connie blushed red as a beet.
Then he noticed them, grinned, and said, "Oh, hi, come on in. The more the merrier. I'm Jack, and this is Betty.".
Andy and Connie looked at each other and got out of there fast. Verna intercepted them in the hall and noticed that they looked flustered. "My goodness, you two," she exclaimed, "what's wrong?"
"There's a couple in the guest room," Connie said, "and they're, uh-"
"Getting it on," Andy said.
"Oh, really?" Verna said with a squeal of delight. "That's terrific. Come with me."
She grabbed their hands and practically dragged them into the master bedroom. There, she turned a switch, and what had looked like a big wall mirror turned into a one-way window. They had a clear view of the guest room, and by now the man had stripped the woman naked. Andy and Connie both gawked as the woman, Betty, went to her knees and began unzipping Jack's pants. Verna didn't seem at all upset. She just stood there grinning.
"Those two," she chuckled, "they couldn't even wait to get out of the coat room."
"Aren't you going to stop them?" Connie asked.
"Good grief, no," Verna smiled. "A party is for having fun and Jack and Betty sure are enjoying themselves, aren't they?"
"They sure are," Andy said hoarsely.
Betty had tugged down Jack's pants, and now she was peeling his shorts over his bulging cock. Connie found herself totally fascinated, just as she'd been when Jim Anderson undressed in front of her. She knew she shouldn't be staring, but she couldn't drag herself away. Her pussy suddenly grew hot and moist as she caught sight of Jack's fat rigid cock. Betty dropped his shorts to the floor and ogled his stiff fuck tool. Her lips moved, but no sound came out.
"Oops," Verna said, "I forgot the sound."
She flipped another switch, and they heard Betty say, "Gorgeous hard-on."
"All for you, baby," Jack said in a raspy voice.
Betty's hot little tongue snaked out, and she began to lick the swollen purple head of his cock. Connie felt a huge hot burst of cream from her pussy. She'd always wanted to go down on a man, but it seemed so kinky and wicked, she couldn't bring herself to mention it to Andy. Now she noticed that he was watching the scene intently, as fascinated as she was. And she saw the beginning of a bulge at his fly.
"Darn," Verna said, interrupting their fantasies, "I've gotta go see how the other guests are doing. You two enjoy yourselves, and I'll see you in a little bit."
She left and closed the door behind her. Andy and Connie looked at each other sheepishly. "I suppose we ought to go join the others," Connie said reluctantly.
"Uh, let's watch just a little more, honey," Andy said. "We might learn something. That wouldn't hurt, would it?"
"Oh, no, not at all," Connie said quickly.
They both sat down on the end of the bed and watched the one-way mirror intently. Connie was relieved that Andy wanted to watch some more, because it would have killed her to miss this exciting show. She was almost squirming with horniness as she watched Betty licking Jack's cockhead, leaving it glistening with her hot spit. Jack swayed before her, dizzy with pleasure, his eyes hot and glazed. He leered down at her as she hungrily tongued his prick.
"Mmmmmmmm," Betty sighed, "I love the taste of your cock, Jack."
"Taste it all you want, baby," he panted.
He stripped off his jacket and shirt, leaving himself naked except for the clothes puddled around his ankles. Connie ogled his muscular hairy body and almost moaned with longing. Her boss had given her the fuck of her life that afternoon, but already she wanted more. It seemed as if Jack had awakened all her stored-up lust, and all she could think about was taking another stiff cock into her seething little cunt. This Jack had a nice cock, a wrist-thick six-incher. Connie envied Betty very much.
Betty was practically gobbling the guy's prick, lathering it with her tongue, nibbling at it playfully. Jack shivered with excitement and said hoarsely, "Why don't we get on the bed, honey? We'd be more comfortable."
"What about the coats?" Betty said.
Jack kicked away his shorts and pants, strode over to the bed, and simply dumped the pile of coats on the floor. "There," he grinned.
He flopped down on his back, and his steel-stiff cock stood straight up, aimed at the ceiling and drooling thick streams of juice. Connie had never tasted cock cream before, but she felt hot saliva rushing to her mouth.
Some day she just had to try cock-sucking. She shivered with horniness and felt her helplessly dribbling pussy juice soaking into the crotch of her panties. Betty walked over to the bed, her ' high-riding tits jiggling enticingly.
Beside her, Connie heard Andy breathing harshly. His eyes were focused on Betty's luscious naked body. Connie felt a twinge of jealousy, then told herself to cool it. She could hardly blame Andy for getting turned on. After all, she was feeling pretty horny herself. They both watched intently as Betty climbed onto the bed and playfully stabbed at Jack's stiff-standing cock with the pointed tip of her tongue. Then she crouched over him backwards, her shapely ass practically in his face.
"What's she doing?" Connie gasped.
"I dunno," Andy said hoarsely.
They watched in helpless fascination as Betty arranged herself over her partner, crouching so that her wet pink slit almost touched his face and her lips were poised right over his big rigid cock. Jack was grinning broadly, and he ogled her moist slit and its fine fringe of dark curls. Then Betty stuck out her tongue and ran the slippery hot meat around and around the swollen head of his dick, lapping up his dribbling cream.
"Mmmmmmmmm, uuummmmmm," she sighed.
"Yeah, baby, go for it," Jack rasped, "and I'll get myself a nice snack, too."
His big red tongue flashed out and contacted Betty's hot naked pussy. "Oooooo, yeah," she gasped, "lick my pussy, honey, I just love that."
Connie barely stifled a moan of longing. She'd been so incredibly aroused today when her boss licked her pussy. It was the most wonderful sensation she'd ever felt in her life. Now she creamed heavily and uncontrollably as she watched Jack lashing his big hot tongue up and down Betty's eagerly offered slit. He tongue-whipped her from her widely pulsating joy button to the tiny wrinkled mouth of her shitter, and she squealed and gurgled with pleasure. Connie would have given anything to be in her place.
Andy glanced at his wife, curious about how she was taking this lewd show. He found her wide-eyed, hardly even breathing, as she watched. To his surprise, she didn't seem shocked or mad. That was a good sign. It was just remotely possible that Connie might want to try some of this new stuff when they got home. Then there'd be hope for their marriage after all. But Andy told himself not to get his hopes too high. Connie was an extremely inhibited girl, after all. He would have fainted if he'd known what was going on in her "inhibited" mind just then. Connie was reliving those delicious moments at the office when her handsome boss had tongued her clit and cunt, making her come like a bomb. She just wished Andy would go down on her. But she reminded herself that he was a very uptight and old-fashioned guy, and it was very unlikely that he'd consent to any of this kinky oral sex they were watching.
Sighing, Connie watched Betty lapping up the hot juice that bubbled from Jack's piss hole. She really seemed to love the taste, and Connie just wished she could get a sample, too. She was dying to know what the taste was like. Betty cleaned all the hot globs of cream from the cleft of Jack's cock and, still hungry for more, she suddenly stuffed half his big thick cock into her mouth. Jack gave a yelp and so did Connie.
"Oh, my gosh, what's she doing?" she exclaimed.
"It's called, uh, cock-sucking," Andy said, his voice croaky with excitement, "giving head, going down on somebody."
Connie didn't think to ask where he'd learned all those words. She just wanted to know what Betty was up to. The pretty brunette had fisted the thick base of Jack's cock and was pumping it briskly. The rest was in her mouth. She'd drawn in her cheeks sharply, and she was sucking so loudly that they could hear it in the next room. Finally Connie realized that she was suctioning the juice out of his cock and eating it.
"Mmmm, mmmmm," Betty moaned.
"Yeah, baby, suck my cock," Jack groaned, "suck it good, and I'll suck your pussy."
He jammed his mouth onto her dripping cunt mouth and began to suck it, a loud obscene slurping and sniffling noise echoed through the room. It was lewd, kinky, outrageous^-and it was arousing Connie out of her mind. She watched Betty's body writhing and jerking as Jack's sucking mouth gave her hot shocks of pleasure. The more aroused she got, the faster she sucked his cock. Her throat muscles bobbed as she gulped down his cream.
"Oh, wow," Connie sighed.
Andy glanced at her again, praying that she'd want to stay and see more. He was surprised to see that she wasn't disgusted or turned off. She seemed really fascinated, staring almost without blinking, licking her lips. Andy noticed that her nipples were hard, poking out under her dress. Was it possible that the scene was turning her on? That was too much to hope for, he decided. His puritanical wife couldn't be changed in just one evening.
What he didn't know was that her boss had already done the job for him. After fucking Jim Anderson, Connie could never be the same person again. She couldn't go back to the dull old sexual routine she and Andy had established. Now she watched Betty and Jack with total concentration, wanting to memorize everything they did-because she wanted to try it all! And if Andy wouldn't try it with her, then she'd find a man who would.
Andy, satisfied that Connie wasn't going to freak out, turned his attention back to the couple doing sixty-nine. He was about ready to come in his pants as he watched, and he wondered if later he could get Verna into a closet or some other private place. He really needed to get his rocks off, and he couldn't help remembering how deliciously hot and juicy the neighbor lady's cunt had been. He'd love to fuck Verna again, to have her wriggling and squealing and creaming as he fucked her. She was so responsive, unlike his wife.
As he thought these things, Connie sneaked a glance at his fly and saw that he had an enormous hard-on. If only he knew how to use it, she thought wistfully. She was really aching for a good hard fucking right now, and if her companion had been anybody but Andy she would have pulled him down on the bed and begged him to cram his cock into her. But her moralistic husband would never do anything like that.
She watched Betty's head bobbing furiously up and down over Jack's rigid blue-veined cock. She left the thick slab of meat gleaming with her hot spit, and she pumped the fat base of his cock briskly, forcing out his salty cream. Jack was noisily sucking the tangy juice out of her cunt and gulping it down like he was starved for it. Then suddenly Betty stiffened, gave a muffled gasp, and began to convulse. She let Jack's stiff cock snap from her lips and let out a howl of ecstasy.
"Ooooooo, shit, I'm coming!" she wailed. Connie moaned softly. Her pussy was on fire with need, but what could she do about it? She shivered with envy as she watched Betty's body-rocking orgasm. Betty whimpered with bliss and stuffed Jack's spit-soaked cock back into her mouth, sucking it furiously. Jack threw his head back and groaned with pleasure. His eyes rolled crazily, then screwed shut, and his face twisted in a lusty grimace.
"Yeah, baby, suck," he groaned, "get ready for a big hot mouthful of come."
"Oh, my goodness," Connie gasped. She hadn't realized that Betty intended to have Jack come in her mouth so she could eat his jizz. That was really kinky. It excited her hotly to think about it. If only Andy weren't such a prude, she'd have gone down on him right then and there to satisfy her curiosity. As it was, she could only writhe and cream as she watched Betty furiously sucking her partner's throbbing prick. Jack suddenly let out a roar and began fucking her mouth, his hips jerking with lightning speed.
"I'm coming," he bellowed, "eat my come, baby, suck!"
"Mmmmmmm!" Betty moaned. Her cheeks bulged with a huge load of steaming jizz, and some of the hot liquid dribbled from the corners of her lips. Then she gulped the stuff down just in time to get another sizzling mouthful. She moaned with excitement as she gulped Jack's come. Connie was creaming right through her panties as she watched, aching to know what it was like to have a mouthful of a man's thick hot jism. She wondered if she'd ever know. Probably not as long as she was married to Andy.
But maybe there was hope. He was watching the scene with obvious excitement, and he sure had a hard-on. It was practically bursting out of his pants. Connie was so tempted to reach over and pet it, maybe even unzip his pants and stick her hand inside so she could feel and pump his stiff throbbing cock. But that might embarrass him. He'd seemed so uptight on a few occasions when she'd tried to play with his prick, as if he just didn't know how to react.
Damn, she thought, we can't go on like this. We've got to start having some fun.
Andy was thinking the same thing. He seethed with lust as he watched Jack groaning and fucking into Betty's mouth, shooting his load right down her eagerly gulping throat. He figured Connie wouldn't let him do that in a million years. But somehow he had to have his cock sucked, had to come in a woman's mouth. He was a young man yet, plenty horny, and he couldn't face a lifetime of boring sex. He loved Connie, but unless she could change, their marriage wasn't going to last.
Finally Betty let Jack's dripping cock slip from her mouth, and she climbed off him with a happy grin. "Mmmmmmm, delicious," she sighed.
"Yeah, let's do it again sometime," Jack smiled, giving her a playful smack on the ass. "I guess I better go find my wife now."
"Yeah, my husband's probably looking for me, too," Betty said, gathering up her clothes and starting to dress.
Andy and Connie turned to gawk at each other. All the time they were watching, they'd just assumed that Betty and Jack were married to each other. What kind of party was this, anyway? It was a small apartment, and Jack and Betty's spouses had to know they were in the guest room together. But the couple didn't seem at all upset or guilty. They dressed, exchanged a kiss, and left the room hand-in-hand.
"I'll be a sonofaBitchhh" Andy started to say.
Just then the door opened and Verna marched into the room carrying a couple of drinks, which she handed to Andy and Connie. "Good show?" she smiled.
"Oh, uh, fine," Andy said lamely.
"Well, then, come on, you two," Verna said, "and join the party. It's really starting to swing."
"Verna," Connie said, "that couple we were watching, they weren't married."
"Darling," Verna purred, "what's the fun in fucking somebody you're married to? This is a party!"
She turned and led the way into the living room, and Andy and Connie followed, stunned. There were perhaps twenty people in the living room, and they were standing in a loose circle, observing something in the center. Curious, Andy and Connie eased their way into the crowd and took a look. They both gasped and reddened. In the center of the circle were two naked couples getting it on.
"Oh, my gosh," Connie moaned.
CHAPTER FOUR
At first Connie just didn't believe her eyes. She blinked and looked again. Two attractive young couples lay stark naked on the rug, kissing and fondling each other, while everyone else in the room stood around and watched. Nobody looked upset. They were sipping their drinks, smiling, chatting. It was as if nothing unusual was happening.
"I don't believe this," Connie said to her husband.
"Neither do I, "Andy said. "I thought this kind of thing only happened in books."
"What books?" Connie wanted to know.
But before she could get an answer, Verna strolled up and said, "Well, how do you like the party, you two? Having a good time?"
"Verna," Connie sputtered, "I don't think this is our kind of party. I think we'd better leave."
"I heard that," said a pleasant male voice.
Connie turned and saw Verna's husband, Ted Barnes, whom she'd met only once. Ted, a successful architect, was an attractive man in his thirties, tall, with a mustache and alert blue eyes. Only tonight he was also naked except for the pipe he smoked. He walked up to Andy and Connie, smiling cordially, and Connie couldn't help gawking at his long semi-hard cock. It was outrageous of him to parade around like that, yet she felt wickedly aroused.
"If you've never been to a party like this before, I imagine it could be a bit of a shock," Ted smiled, "but please give it a try. Just stay and hang out with us a little while longer, okay? And let me freshen up your drinks."
Although Verna had just handed them full glasses, Andy and Connie had gulped their drinks when they encountered the unexpected scene in the living room. Numbly they handed over their glasses to Ted, and he soon returned with fresh and strong martinis. Connie hastily took a big swallow. She realized she was half tipsy already, but she needed something to fortify her against all these new and surprising experiences.
"Give it another half hour," Ted suggested. "I predict you'll enjoy yourselves."
"I guess we could stay that long, couldn't we, honey?" Andy said.
"Well, I guess so," Connie said doubtfully. She really wanted to get out of there, but she sensed that Andy wanted to stay. It just wasn't her scene, and besides that, it was making her incredibly horny. She dropped back into the crowd a little and watched the two couples in the middle of the circle. It was a safe bet that they weren't married to each other, judging from the scene she'd just observed between Jack and Betty.
One couple were doing sixty-nine, like Jack and Betty had done. The guy was on his back, his big stiff cock standing straight up, and the pretty slender girl was crouched over him with her moist pink slit in his face. He was noisily gobbling her pussy while she eagerly licked the fat purple head of his prick. Connie tried to picture herself and Andy doing something like that, and she felt aroused in spite of all her inhibitions. She had to admit that a little oral sex would sure put the magic back into their marriage.
The other couple were more one-sided in their oral sex, though just as arousing to Connie. The girl lay on her back with her long shapely legs bent and spread, and the man was lying belly down between them, jabbing his stiff tongue in and out of her cunt. Connie watched and creamed helplessly, the hot liquid soaking her panties. She would have given anything to be in the girl's place, with that wet hot tongue teasing her sensitive slit. She couldn't forget how great it had felt when Jim Anderson tongue-fucked her.
"Penny for your thoughts," someone said.
Connie turned and saw a very attractive young man who'd come to stand beside her. She smiled shyly and said, "Oh, I wasn't thinking anything in particular."
"That's not true," he chuckled. "How can you look at all that action and not think of anything?"
Connie blushed hotly. He'd caught her in such an obvious lie. "Well, then, what are you thinking?" she demanded.
"I'm thinking how I'd like to take you out there and get it on with you," he leered. "By the way, my name's Ben."
"Uh, Ben, this is my first party," Connie said quickly, "and I don't think I'm up for that yet."
"Okay," he said cheerfully, "we'll just fool around a little. What's your name?"
"Connie," she said helplessly.
Ben stood behind her, reached around, and cupped her tits. He started molding and squeezing them through her clothes as they both watched the action in the center of the room. Connie was blushing like mad, but at the same time she felt a huge letch for the guy. Her nipples quickly went engorged with lust, poking through her bra and dress to nudge his palms.
She had to admit she was enjoying herself thoroughly and thinking of going even farther with this Ben, when all of a sudden she remembered she had a husband. She looked around and saw Andy standing more towards the front of the circle. A pretty girl stood beside him, and she had her hand between his legs, caressing his cock through his pants. He didn't look as if he minded a lot. Just then he happened to turn a little, and he and Connie locked eyes.
They exchanged sheepish grins.
Connie understood that it was okay for them to have a little harmless fun before they left. It was all right for Andy to let that girl fool with his cock, and it was okay for Connie to have her tits squeezed by Ben. After all, they didn't want to be party poopers. Connie began to relax a little, and when Ben began unbuttoning the front of her dress, she didn't resist. He slipped his hands inside and underneath her bra cups. She shivered lustily as he cupped her bare tits.
"Mmmmmmmmm," she sighed. "Nice tits," he whispered. "Maybe later you'll let me see more of them."
Connie didn't answer. She was brand-new at this game, and she wasn't at all sure of the rules. One thing was certain, though-she was getting horny enough to scream. What with two couples eating each other in the center of the room, plus Ben squeezing and molding her naked tits, it was all she could do to keep from moaning with need. Her uncontrollably flooding cunt juice had soaked right through her panty crotch and was dribbling down her inner thighs. Her stiff nipples poked urgently into Ben's palms.
Meanwhile the two couples were still hot at it in the middle of the room. The sixty-nine couple were into the home stretch by now, the man plowing his big stiff tongue in and out of the girl's dripping cunt, while she sucked furiously on his wet blue-veined cock, her head bobbing up and down, dark curls bouncing. She was making an obscene slurping noise that could be heard all over the spacious living room.
"Jesus, I'd sure like to be on the receiving end of that action," Ben said. "How about it, Connie, you wanta go down on me later?"
"Uh, maybe," Connie stammered. Of course she had no intention of doing any such thing. She was a married woman, after all. But she couldn't help imagining what it would be like, working Ben's big hard boner in and out of her steaming mouth and gobbling up his musky juice. She was just dying to try cock-sucking. Maybe if she and Andy had enough of Ted's powerful martinis they'd try some of these new games when they got home. Yet the prospect didn't excite her that much. She realized that she wanted to get it on with other men. Andy was the only guy she'd ever fucked, and she was overdue for some novelty and adventure.
She'd just have to watch herself, that was all. But it was so hard to maintain her self-control when all these stimulating things were happening. Her tits were swollen with lust by now and throbbing hotly in Ben's squeezing hands. Sticky pussy cream poured down her legs. She watched breathlessly as the sixty-nine couple sucked and tongued each other closer and closer to orgasm. The other couple was getting pretty wild, too.
"Ooooooooo, shit, yes," the girl was whimpering, "I'm almost there."
Her partner was tongue-fucking her furiously, and she'd thrown her long legs straight up in the air, taking his stabbing tongue as deep as she could get it. As Connie watched, the girl's eyes rolled crazily, then closed in ecstasy. Her body was quivering with excitement, her ripe tits shaking. She arched her pelvis, greedily thrusting her slick cuntal tube down the man's long stiff tongue. Then suddenly she broke into a hoarse wail.
"Ahhhhhhhh, yeah, I'm coming, ahhhhh!" she howled.
Hot pearly cream spurted from her convulsing twat, soaking the man's face. He drew back a little, grinning and licking her tangy juice from his lips, while the girl bucked and moaned and climaxed. Connie envied her deeply. She herself was aching to come. And to make matters worse, Ben eased up against her from behind and she felt his prick, hard as iron, pressing against her ass. She longed to feel that stiff meat cramming her famished cunt.
"Feel that?" Ben whispered. "I sure could use some help."
Connie couldn't blame him. He was getting turned on by the scene, and she had allowed him to play with her tits. She reached back and fumbled with his fly till she got it open. She eased her hand inside and touched his hot smooth prick. Almost moaning with need she curled her fingers around the thick pole of flesh and drew it out of his pants. She began to pump his cock, and Ben sighed with contentment.
"Thanks, baby, that feels great," he said. "Anything I can do for you?"
Was there ever! But Connie again reminded herself that she was somebody's wife. "Uh, no, thanks," she said, "not right now."
She was getting so insanely horny that if Andy hadn't been there she would have dragged Ben into the guest room and begged him to fuck her. She glanced over at her husand and saw that he was flushed with arousal as the strange girl massaged his prick. His crotch bulged with the swollen meat and with his big engorged balls. His eyes were glazed with lust as he focused on the couples making love. Connie had never seen him so turned on.
It was lucky she couldn't read his thoughts. Andy was just about to come in his pants, but what he really wanted to do was strip off his clothes and fuck everything in sight. He felt right now that he could handle at least half a dozen women, half a dozen hot slick cunts. If Connie hadn't been there, he'd be in the center ring fucking up a storm. Maybe she'd get sleepy and go home. He looked over at the pretty girl who was stroking his cock, and she gave him a frankly sexy smile.
Oh, shit, he thought, if only my wife weren't here.
He tried to concentrate on the sixty-nine couple instead of his own aching cock. The girl's head was bobbing up and down with lightning speed, her dark hair flying, and the guy was hammering his thick tongue into her cunt like a pile driver. Suddenly she gave a muffled yelp and her body began to convulse. She was coming all over her partner's tongue and face. He caught her excitement, gave a muffled bellow, and began shooting his hot load down her eagerly gulping throat.
"Oh, Christ, I should only live so long, "Andy muttered.
"What did you say, sweetie?" his new friend asked, giving his cock a hot squeeze through his pants.
"Aw, I was thinking how much I'd like somebody to go down on me," Andy sighed.
"No problem, honey," the girl leered, "I just adore eating cock. Here or in the bedroom?"
Andy was almost groaning with frustration. "I can't do it," he said. "My wife's here, and she just wouldn't approve."
"What a bummer," the girl said.
"I'll say," Andy moaned.
He turned to look at Connie. She was slumped back against that attractive young man, and he had his hands inside her dress, fondling her tits. She was flushed and glassy-eyed, and from the way she was gently but steadily writhing, Andy figured she must be aroused out of her mind. He wondered how she'd react if he just walked over there and suggested that they get it on with other people tonight. Maybe she'd go for it. On the other hand, she might be outraged.
Andy didn't pursue that thought because suddenly the crowd around him began to applaud, and somebody called out, "Hey, all right, a daisy chain!"
"Oh, terrific," Andy's little friend squealed, "this'll be really fun to watch."
The couples in the center of the room had been joined by two more couples. The newcomers quickly stripped, flinging their clothes carelessly in all directions, and then the whole bunch of them got on their hands and knees and formed a circle, asses to faces. Andy began to get the idea, but he wasn't prepared for the wild arousal he felt when all eight people began to eat each other. His cock gave a violent lurch and threatened to tear right out of his pants. "Fantastic," he leered. The men were alternated with the women in the circle, and the guys were all eagerly tonguing pussy. Some of them stabbed at juicy little clits, others pumped their tongues in and out of tangy-tasting twats. The girls were busy, too, tonguing balls and assholes. It was the asshole licking that really drove Andy out of his mind with excitement. He could just imagine how great it would feel, a hot little tongue tip dipping in and out of his sensitive shitter.
It wasn't so easy to imagine his wife doing it to him, however. He just couldn't get a mental picture of Connie snaking her tongue in and out of his asshole. This whole party scene was exquisite torture for him in a way, because he was seeing so many delicious things that he and his wife would probably never do. That was when he knew their marriage just had to change-or end. After tonight he just couldn't go back to their dreary old bed routine. He wanted what these people were getting-and lots of it.
He felt his fly being tugged open, and he looked down to see that his new friend was pulling his dripping cock out into the light of the room. He looked at her questioningly, and she stuck her tongue out at him. She fisted his cock and started pumping it, and he groaned with pleasure. But to be on the safe side, he turned to see if Connie had noticed the hand job he was getting.
Connie didn't notice a thing. She was busy watching the action and giving a hand job of her own. She had Ben's big hard cock in her fist, and she was pumping it feverishly as she watched the circle of naked people tonguing each other. Andy relaxed. After all, if Connie was jacking off her partner, she couldn't object to the attention Andy was getting. He grinned down at the pretty girl who was pumping his prick.
"By the way," he said, "My name's Andy. What's yours?"
"Sharon," she purred.
"Well, Sharon, it's a real pleasure to meet you," he grinned.
He slid his hands down over her shoulders and inside her low-cut top. He was delighted to find that she wasn't wearing a bra. Sighing with lusty appreciation he slid his hands over her full warm tits and began to massage the silky-skinned globes. Her nipples went instantly rigid, poking into his palms, and she gave his cock a firm squeeze as she pumped it. She wriggled against him, letting him know how horny she felt.
"Oh, Andy, I sure wish we could get it on," she sighed.
"Me, too, honey," he said, "and stranger things have happened."
He snuck another glance at his wife. He'd never seen her so out of control, so totally filled with lust. She was licking her lips as she watched the daisy chain, and she was pumping Ben's big swollen cock eagerly, smearing his dribbling juice all over her fingers. Each time he squeezed her big throbbing tits, her eyes fluttered and she moaned. It was almost conceivable that she'd go all the way with the guy-and Andy didn't feel the slightest jealousy.
In fact he prayed Connie would fuck the guy-because that would leave him free to fuck Sharon. He was looking down her dress as he fondled her luscious big tits, and if he pulled her top forward enough, he could see right down to her little dark bush. She wasn't wearing panties, either. She'd really come to this party prepared for action. Andy imagined carrying her into the guest room and fucking her till her teeth rattled. His prick gave a violent lurch in her pumping fist, and he almost came all over the people standing in front of them.
He didn't know it, but Connie was sneaking glances at him, too. She watched Sharon ease his cock out of his pants and start pumping it in her hot little fist, and she watched Andy's blissful expression as the pretty girl jacked him off. Maybe he'd get so totally absorbed in the fun that he wouldn't pay attention to what Connie was doing. She felt a little uptight about jacking off another guy when her husband was in the same room. But she just didn't want to let go of Ben's exciting hard-on.
"Hey, listen," he said, "this is kid stuff. Why don't we go in the bedroom and do something serious?"
"I can't," Connie moaned, "my husband's standing right over there, and he'd be furious."
"Hell," Ben moaned, "I'm just dying to feel your pussy. I think I'll feel it anyway."
He'd hardly finished speaking before he snaked his hand up under her dress and wriggled his stiff middle finger under the crotch of her panties. He found her dripping little cunt mouth right away and crammed his finger inside. The pleasure was so powerful and unexpected that Connie let out a hoarse moan and almost flew into the air. Ben chuckled knowingly and began to finger-fuck her.
"Ohhhhhhh, my God," she moaned.
"I'll get you off, baby," he whispered, "and your old man won't even know about it."
Connie still felt very nervous about getting it on with another man while Andy was in the same room, but she just couldn't resist the hot pleasure Ben was giving her with his plowing finger. She was dying to come. She had to get some relief for the burning need in her slit, or she'd go crazy with frustration. She slumped against Ben and gurgled with ecstasy as he worked his big stiff finger into the molten depths of her cunt.
"Unnnhhhhhh, yes, that's so damned good," she whimpered.
She kept pumping his cock, and they both watched the circle of people tonguing each other. The men's tongues were whipping erect clits or plowing deep into cream-filled cunts, and the women's tongues were probing steamy assholes. It was like some incredible orgiastic fantasy, and it was arousing Connie out of her mind. She took one more dizzy look at her husband. Andy was flushed and panting as Sharon jerked him off, his eyes focused on the daisy chain.
It was safe to come, Connie decided, and she let herself go, tightening her famished cuntal tube around Ben's plowing finger till the red-hot friction brought her off.
"Unnnhhhhh, that's it, I'm coming!" she moaned.
Molten liquid spurted from her cunt, soaking Ben's finger and gushing down her legs. She came like a bomb, much harder than she'd expected, and Ben had to hold her up as she moaned and writhed and creamed. Dizzily she saw a lot of people turning to look at her and including her husband. Andy saw everything, Ben holding her up with one hand and finger-fucking her with the other while she moaned and climaxed.
"Oh, my God," Connie gasped.
She wrenched away from Ben and headed for the door, overcome with embarrassment, but her host, Ted Barnes, blocked her way.
"Easy, honey," he smiled, "let's talk this over."
CHAPTER FIVE
"Ted, there's nothing to talk over," Connie said, trying to wriggle past him. "This just isn't my kind of party."
"Sure it is," Ted said, taking her by the elbow and steering her toward the master bedroom. "You were having a terrific time with Ben."
Connie blushed furiously. She couldn't think of any retort for that remark. While she tried to collect her wits, Ted maneuvered her into the bedroom and closed the door. He led her over to the bed, and they sat down. Ted took her hand and patted it in a comforting way, and Connie gave him a grateful smile. He seemed to be such an understanding, decent man. But how could a decent man give parties like this?
"Now, tell me just what's bothering you, Connie," he said. "You'll feel better if you get it all out."
"What's bothering me?" Connie exclaimed. "Why, Ted that should be obvious."
"Not to me," he said.
"But-but there's all those people out there, naked and making love in public and changing partners," Connie cried.
"So?" Ted said calmly. "Do you think there's something bad or disgusting about sex?"
Connie didn't have an answer for that. It was something she hadn't considered. She frowned as she thought about it, and Ted lit his pipe and waited patiently. He looked kind of funny, she thought, dressed in nothing but his pipe. And she couldn't help sneaking glances at his big semi-hard prick. His tall, hairy, male body turned her on. She realized she was very much in danger of getting aroused again, especially after two powerful martinis.
"I'd better get home, Ted," she said. "I'm tired and it's getting late."
"Uh-uh," he said, gently but firmly holding her arm, "not until you tell me what's really bugging you. You act like you think sex is dirty or something. Let's just see how you react to this."
He slipped his hand up under her skirt, and before she could stop him he was rubbing her pouting mound through her panties. Connie gave a horny wriggle and flushed a little, already feeling excited just from his light touch. She hadn't lost the urge to find out what sex was like with other men. Jim Anderson had only whetted her appetite. And Ted was so attractive, so nice to be with.
"See," he said softly, "this isn't so awful, is it?"
Connie began to breathe hard as he proceeded to rub her whole pussy through her juice-moistened panties, working from her swollen mound back to her hot little cunt mouth. Helplessly she let her thighs part wider and wider, letting him touch her all over. Even though she'd just come powerfully when Ben finger-fucked her, she was getting wildly aroused again. She wanted Ted to fuck her, wanted it in the worst way.
"That's good," he said soothingly, "just relax. I know what would really relax you.
Why don't you lie back and let me take off your panties? This is going to be fun ..."
He went on talking like that, in his low soothing voice, and Connie behaved as if hypnotized. She lay back on the bed and let him take off her panties and tuck her dress up out of the way. Naked from the waist down, she allowed him to arrange her with her heels and ass at the edge of the bed, her wet pink slit fully exposed. He knelt and brought his face within an inch of her hot creamy gash, and she shivered lustily as his breath tickled her sensitive slit.
"You'll enjoy this, Connie," he said softly. "You won't think it's dirty at all."
His scalding slick tongue touched her naked pussy, and she moaned helplessly. She'd loved the little bit of pussy-eating Jim Anderson had given her, and she was delighted to get more of it. Right away she could tell that Ted Barnes was an expert pussy eater. His tongue tickled in a light feathery way over her swollen slit, yet even that gentle touch drove her wild. He was tonguing her in the right places, the most receptive spots, and she adored every second of it.
"Unnnhhhhh, yesssss," she hissed.
"I knew you'd like this," he said. "Do you want me to go on doing it, maybe get you off this way?"
By now Connie was too horny to be shy. "Yes, please, Ted," she whimpered, "please keep doing it to me."
She opened her thighs even wider, as wide as she could get them, and Ted swished and swirled his big wet tongue all over her eager pussy. He stabbed at her ultrasensitive joy button, rimmed the creaming opening of her cunt, and tickled the tiny puckered mouth of her shitter. Connie lay there gurgling and moaning with pleasure, completely submissive. She was cheating on Andy again, not to mention making it with another woman's husband, but she just couldn't resist.
"Ohhhhhh, my God, that's so good," she moaned.
She could feel thick hot floods of juice overflowing her cunt. Some of it Ted lapped up and noisily swallowed, the rest trickled down the crack of her ass. She couldn't control that hot juicing, and she couldn't control the horny shivering of her body. Everywhere Ted tongued her, it felt delicious, but when he finally zeroed in on her clit, whipping it with the stiff tip of his tongue, she almost screamed with ecstasy.
"Ooooooo, yes, lick me there," she gasped.
Ted lashed his big wet tongue roughly up and down, and each time it raked her clit she felt a sizzling blast of pleasure that ripped through her whole pussy. She found herself envying Verna. Just imagine having a husband who could eat pussy like this! If Andy would do this to her, there wouldn't be any problem in their marriage. Certainly she wouldn't be tempted to experiment with other men.
But Andy wasn't like this in bed, adventurous and uninhibited. She had a lot of curiosity and lust stored up, and she needed men like Jim and Ted and Ben to satisfy it. She felt her starved pussy growing hotter and wetter by the second as Ted tongued her closer to orgasm. She arched her body and greedily pushed her throbbing joy button against his whipping tongue. She felt like she had to come or go crazy with frustration.
"Do it to me," she moaned, "do it to me hard, make me come."
"I'll make you come, all right," Ted chuckled.
He shoved his hands under her lustily grinding ass and got a firm grip, holding her pelvis still. Then he jammed his lips onto her erect and pulsating clit and began to suck hard. Connie screamed with ecstasy and almost flew off the bed. She soaked Ted's face with an enormous molten blast of cream. Digging her nails into the bedspread, she shoved her pussy firmly against his face as he noisily sucked her off.
"Yes, yes, that's it," she sobbed, "I'm gonna come so good."
She knew again that she could never go back to the dull old routine of her marriage. Andy would have to learn some new tricks, and above all he'd have to eat pussy. Now that she'd been introduced to this fantastic pleasure, she was hooked on it. She screwed her eyes shut, and her pretty face twisted in a grimace of ecstasy as Ted's expertly sucking lips too her over the edge and into a body-wracking orgasm.
"Ahhhhhhhh, yes, I'm coming," she wailed, "ahhhhhhhhh, whaaaahhhhhhh!"
She came powerfully, her body rocking and bucking, and she drenched Ted's face with thick floods of come-cream. He drew back to watch her coming, and he hungrily ogled her big ripe tits as they bounced and shook in her clothes. While she was still writhing and convulsing, he undressed her completely and leaned over to flick her big pink nipples with his tongue. Her nipples went erect and elongated, throbbing against his teasing tongue tip. At last she went still, and he looked down at her with a knowing smile.
"More?" he said.
"Please," she almost sobbed.
She couldn't help it, she just had to glut herself on all these wonderful sensations.
She'd never known what sex was all about till today. She hadn't been aware of all the fantastic things a man and a woman could do with each other. Now she wanted to learn it all and experience it all in one evening. She kept her thighs wide open, offering Ted her soaked pink slit, no longer ashamed of her body or her urges.
Ted once more dipped his face into her steamy slit, and she whimpered with delight when she felt his big slippery tongue tickling around and exploring. He soon found the tight little mouth of her cunt and began rimming it with the pointed tip of his tongue. Connie responded with squeals and gurgles of excitement. Already she was eager for another orgasm. She wondered if she'd ever get enough.
"Yessssss," she hissed, "give me your tongue, Ted, stick it in me."
Ted tried not to chuckle. This certainly wasn't the uptight, prudish young woman he'd brought into the bedroom just a few minutes ago. Connie's problem was clear, she just wasn't getting enough sex. She and Andy apparently didn't know how to please each other. But Ted was just the man for the job. He was going to show her everything she needed to know, everything she needed to teach Andy. It was a hobby of his, training inexperienced girls, and he was very good at it.
Now she was reacting just as he'd expected her to, begging him to cram his whole tongue up her cunt. He went on rimming just the mouth of her twat a while longer, tantalizing and teasing her. She whimpered with need and jerked her hips impatiently, trying to impale her hungry little twat on his teasing tongue. Finally he took pity on her and gave her the whole thing, right down to the root. As he plowed his thick tongue into her, she gave a scream of ecstasy.
"Ohhhhhh, yes, yes, I love it," she cried hoarsely, "it feels so damned good."
It was exactly the sensation she craved, something big and stiff jerking hard in her cunt. She began to cream steadily and uncontrollably, and Ted reamed the tangy juice out of her cunt and greedily gulped it down. He plowed deep into her molten little fuck hole, and with each deep thrust of his tongue she whimpered and moaned with pleasure. He did it to her faster and faster, and she loved it. The harder he reamed her box, the more excited she got.
"Ohhhhhh, my God, it's so good," she sobbed, "please keep doing it to me, Ted, don't stop."
Ted shoved his hands under her squirming little ass and pulled her steaming pussy tight against his face so he could plow his tongue into her as deep as possible. He could tell she was very close to coming again. Her cunt was flooded with cream and hot as a blast furnace, and it was growing tighter and tighter around his tongue. She was digging her nails into the bed and whimpering hoarsely as her pleasure grew almost unbearable.
"Ohhhhhh, God, I can't stand it," she moaned, "I'm going to come."
She'd never felt anything so delicious in her life as Ted's big tongue reaming her cunt and giving her hot blasts of sensation. His bobbing chin was stimulating her asshole, too, and his nose rubbed her greedy little clit. She was getting great sensations all over her pussy. Groaning, she thrust her hips hard and took his tongue right to her womb. She felt a gigantic explosion of pleasure in the depths of her cunt.
"You did it, I'm coming!" she howled. "Ohhhhhhh, shit, am I coming!"
Ted felt her powerfully muscled young cunt going vise-tight around his tongue, and he had to pull out or be drowned by the huge thick flood of her come-cream. He watched her luscious body writhing and bucking, her big stiff-nippled tits wobbling crazily. He could tell she'd been starved for sex. She sobbed with ecstasy as she came, as if she really hadn't known how violently she could climax until now.
"Ohhhhhhhh, my God, it's so good," she whimpered, "so damned good."
As he watched her coming down from her hot climax, Ted stood up and brushed his rigid drooling cock against her steaming pussy. He'd gotten a terrific hard-on just from listening to her as he sucked her pussy. It excited him hotly to arouse this prudish young woman and break down her inhibitions. He desperately wanted to fuck her now, and he knew she wouldn't resist. His expert head job had made her totally submissive to him.
Connie looked down and saw that Ted was teasingly rubbing her pussy with his stiff cock. Even though she'd just come like crazy, she was instantly lusty again. His sucking lips and probing tongue had felt wonderful to her, but only for openers. What she really craved was his big rock-hard cock. She wanted to feel it digging hard into her cunt, plowing to her womb and cramming her full.
"I think you're ready to fuck me now, aren't you, Connie?" Ted said softly.
"Yes, Ted," she panted. "Do it to me, stick your big cock in me."
She could hardly believe it was her own voice, hoarse with need, saying those "dirty" words. First Jim, and now Ted, had awakened the lusty hot blooded female in her, a part of her that had always been suppressed before. Now Ted lifted her long shapely legs and draped them over his shoulders, leaving her pussy completely open and vulnerable to his steel hard cock, and she gurgled with eagerness, creaming heavily and uncontrollably.
"Oooooooo, yesssss," she hissed as his massive cock head spread her delicate cunt lips, "get into meeeee."
Ted was delighted with her eagerness. He was only an inch into her, and already she was sobbing with lust and soaking his cock head with sizzling juice. He held her legs wide apart and slung over his shoulders, and he watched lustily as his thick blue-veined cock glided between her pussy lips, spreading them wide, he watched his throbbing prick plowing deep into her cunt and forcing out her hot pearly cream. As his balls touched her ass, she shuddered and moaned, totally crammed with cock.
"You like that?" he growled. "Does my cock feel good in you, Connie?"
"Yes," she sobbed, "I love the way it feels, Ted. I want you to fuck me forever, fuck me till I can't stand it."
"I'll do my best," he leered.
Ted had fucked a lot of women. He and Verna had decided early in their marriage that one sex partner wasn't enough, and they'd agreed to fuck whoever they wanted. Soon they were into swinging, inviting many couples to their place for a long evening of fun. So Ted had gotten a little jaded, and he needed an extra spark of some sort to get him really turned on. Connie was giving him that spark. It was almost like fucking a virgin, she was so inexperienced.
He began fucking her fast and hard, sensing that she wanted it that way, and he wasn't wrong. Connie shrieked with excitement and soaked his pile-driving prick with hot blasts of cream. He hadn't had a woman respond so eagerly and naturally in a long time, and it aroused him powerfully. She threw her head back and closed her eyes in ecstasy as she took his steady hard fucking, her face contorting in a lusty grimace.
"Oooooooo, yes, fuck me, fuck me," she panted.
With her eyes screwed shut in total bliss, she didn't see the bedroom door open, but Ted did. Verna peeked in, did a double take, and then flashed her husband a big grin. She tiptoed over for a better look, watching his big cream-soaked cock slamming in and out between Connie's hugely spread cunt lips. Mischievously she reached between Ted's legs from behind and massaged his balls. He barely stifled an excited gasp, and he shot Verna a warning look.
She grinned and nodded. No, she wasn't going to let Connie know she was in the room. She just wanted to get in on the fun for a second. She expertly squeezed her husband's balls while she watched him fucking the moaning young woman. She wasn't jealous, she was aroused, very hotly aroused. But soon that arousal had to be eased, and since Ted's cock was busy she slipped out of the room and went to find another one. The first man she saw was Andy . . .
Ted had damned near shot his load when his wife slipped into the room and started fooling with his nut sacs. Once in awhile Verna would add her special touch while he was making it with another woman, and it always drove him out of his mind with excitement. Now he gritted his teeth and fought the urge to flood Connie's womb with his steaming jizz. It wouldn't do to hurry. He wanted to give this innocent young woman a fucking she'd never forget, so that she'd be sure to come back for more. He plowed into her steadily, roughly, making her luscious body quiver. "Good for you, Connie?" he panted. "Oh, my God, yes," she sobbed, "it's so good, Ted, I'm gonna come real quick."
"Take your time," he said, "come all you want."
That sounded fantastic to Connie. She and Andy were always finished fucking in about three minutes. She'd come, he'd come, and then they'd roll apart in the dark and go to sleep without a word. That had to end. She was spoiled now, and if she couldn't get a decent fuck from her husband, she'd look for a man who could give her one. A man like Ted, for instance. She'd never been so well fucked before.
"Unnnhhhhh, you're doing it to me," she gasped, "I'm coming, unnnhhhhhhh!"
Ted gasped as her convulsing twat squeezed his prick almost flat, and he just barely managed to keep from coming. As Connie's body convulsed and bucked, he reached down and caught her clit between his thumb and forefinger. He began to knead the slick button, and Connie came again and again, shrieking and soaking his fingers with molten cream. She'd never had a multiple orgasm before, and the pleasure almost knocked her out. After a few minutes she had to beg for mercy.
"Ted, my God, I can't take any more," she groaned. "Why don't you get off now?"
"Okay," he leered, "but I'm taking you with me."
He began to fuck into her so hard she thought her teeth would rattle. She'd thought she'd had all the orgasms that were physically possible, but his savage fucking soon had her on the brink of another climax. And she adored being fucked this hard. It was like she had years of pent-up need to satisfy, and only his jackhammering cock could do it for her. She clawed the bed and wailed with pleasure.
"Yes, yes, you're gonna make me come again," she gasped.
Ted was flushed with effort, and sweat was starting to bead on his forehead. He let himself go completely, fucking the girl so hard that she shuddered with the impact, but he could tell that he loved it. He felt her greedy little twat tightening around his pistoning prick as she began to come again. Suddenly his cock was drenched with sizzling cream, and her strongly muscled cuntal tube was literally sucking the come out of his balls. He bellowed and flooded her womb.
"Take my come, Connie, take it!" he roared.
"Yes, give it to me, cream me," she moaned. "Ohhhhh, shit, I'm coming, I'm coming!"
When it was over, Ted wouldn't let her get dressed. "Nobody else at this party is dressed," he said firmly, "and I want you to go out there and be like everybody else. Just relax and let yourself go, okay?"
"Okay, Ted," Connie smiled.
She felt she just might be able to do it without blushing this time. She and Ted stepped into the living room and the first thing she saw was her husband getting it on with two other women.
"Oh, my gosh," she gasped.
CHAPTER SIX
Andy didn't notice his wife. He was having too much fun to notice anything else. It seemed like some wild fantasy come true to be making love to two attractive women at the same time and all this in front of an audience!
Half an hour earlier, when Connie fled from the living room, Andy knew he should have joined her. She was upset and needed somebody to talk to. But pretty blonde Sharon was still pumping his naked cock, and he couldn't bring himself to make her stop. Then he saw Ted take Connie into the bedroom, and he relaxed. Ted was a mature and understanding guy. He'd help Connie out with whatever was bugging her.
So Andy went on watching the daisy chain of couples on the living room rug, and Sharon went on happily playing with his cock while he reached down her top and squeezed her tits. It was all a lot of fun, but he really didn't expect things to go any farther. After all, he was a married man and his wife was at the party, too. But he'd reckoned without Verna. All of a sudden Ted's busty brunette wife marched up with a mischievous grin on her face.
"Excuse me, honey," she said to Sharon. "I wanta borrow Andy for just a second."
Sharon obeyed her hostess, letting go of Andy's cock and stepping to one side, and the next thing Andy knew, Verna was stripping his clothes off. He gawked at her. Was she going to seduce him right there in front of everybody? It sure looked that way, and the prospect made him very excited. If only Connie would stay out of the room, he could get laid, and that was something he needed very badly just now.
He began to grin as Verna tugged off his clothes. Verna herself was already naked, and she didn't seem at all shy about parading around that way in front of her guests. Of course she had nothing to be ashamed of. Her firm big-titted figure was great to look at. As he ogled her thrusting tits, she teasingly squeezed his cock, and the rigid pole of flesh gave a lusty lurch in her fist.
"Why, Andy," she purred, "I believe you're horny."
"How could I help it?" he sighed. "There's all this action going on, and then Sharon helped out, too."
"Guilty," Sharon grinned.
"Why don't you join us, Sharon?" Verna suggested. "Take off your clothes and join the fun."
"I think I will," Sharon said, pulling off her tight jersey top. Half a dozen men stopped what they were doing and ogled her lovely little tits.
Join the fun? Just what did Verna have in mind? Andy felt very aroused, but he still wasn't sure what was going to happen to him. Verna had finally stripped him naked, just in time for them to watch the conclusion of the daisy chain. The eight people on the rug were bringing each other off, howling and writhing. Sharon dropped her skirt and came to stand beside Andy, naked and rubbing her silky-skinned body against his. Verna was doing the same on his other side.
When the daisy chain people collected themselves and went off for fresh drinks, Verna and Sharon led Andy to the center of the room. He realized that he and his ladies were going to provide the next show. He reddened a little, but his shyness was more than overcome by his lust. At last he'd have sex the way he'd always fantasized it, with no holds barred. Verna eased him down on the rug, and he willingly stretched out, his lust engorged cock aimed at the ceiling.
Then Verna and Sharon knelt on either side of him, and Verna bent low to graze his lips with the stiff nipples of her heavy swinging tits. Andy caught on to that idea fast enough. He snaked out his hot wet tongue and began licking his hostess' large hot nipples, and Verna gave a low moan of pleasure. Just then Andy felt a fantastic sensation on the head of his cock, something warm and wet and slippery tickling the swollen meat. He looked down to see Sharon tonguing his prick.
"Jesus, yes," he breathed.
"Sharon's very good at giving head," Verna told him. "I am, too, of course, but I thought I'd let her start. Are you enjoying yourself, Andy?"
"I sure as hell am," he sighed.
"Good," she purred, "I like to make sure that all our guests are having a nice time."
Andy shivered with excitement as he tongued her hot stiff nipples and felt Sharon's greedy little tongue tickling all over the sensitive head of his prick. Thick globs of cream began to ooze from his piss hole, and the pretty blonde girl speared them up on the tip of her tongue and rolled them around in her mouth, savoring the salty taste. She obviously loved the taste of his juice, and that really excited him.
Then, as Sharon went on licking his cock head, Verna bent even lower and began kissing and tonguing her way down his body, starting with a hot kiss on the mouth, her stiff little tongue exploring inside. She stimulated his neck and chest, tickled his nipples with the stiff tip of her tongue, teased her way into his navel, tongue-lashed his lower belly, till her dark head was touching Sharon's blonde head. Sharon gently drew his cock to one side, and Verna's hot tongue reached his balls.
"Ahhhhhhh, Christ, yeah," Andy moaned, "lick me all over, girls."
He had a gorgeous brunette tonguing his nut sacs and a beautiful blonde licking his cock. He was too dizzy with lust to see his audience, but he heard some guy say, "Hey, who's he, and how does he rate that kind of attention?"
A woman replied, "He's their new neighbor, and he's never been to one of our parties before. I guess Verna's trying to sell him on the idea."
"He looks sold to me," the man laughed.
He was absolutely right, Andy was sold on swinging. He loved the kinkiness of it, the novelty. It was exactly what he craved after four years of dull routine sex with his wife. But how would Connie feel if he suggested they join this swinging group? He could just see her turning pale with shock. He just pushed her from his mind, determined to grab whatever pleasure he could while she was still out of the room.
Now Verna had worked her way around till she was lying between his legs and lathering his big hairy balls with her hot spit. Sharon still bent over his lower belly, lapping up the salty cream that oozed form his piss hole. She couldn't seem to get enough of the tangy juice, and he felt her drooling all over the head of his cock. He gave a lusty shiver and fed her another fat glob of the stuff. He wished the wonderful sensations would never end.
That was when Connie came out of the bedroom.
She was all the way across the room, and Andy didn't see her, but she sure as hell saw him. She stopped, her mouth dropped open, and her blue eyes got enormous. Ted saw what she was looking at and quickly snuggled up to her from behind, hugging her against his body, cupping her tits. He knew she was shocked, and he was trying to distract her as she stared at her husband and the two women.
Finally she said in a hoarse little voice, "Ted, do you actually allow Verna to get it on with other men?"
"Honey, it's the only way to fly," Ted chuckled. "Verna and I agreed a long time ago that we'd get bored pissless just fucking the same person the rest of our lives. We agreed that as long as we love each other and stay together, we can make it with other people. Believe me, it saved our marriage."
Connie thought that over while she watched Andy. He seemed to be having a terrific time. Connie could hardly blame him. Verna was tonguing his balls, making the big hairy bags flop and gleam with her spit, and Sharon was swirling her hot little tongue around and around the engorged head of his prick, lapping up the thick cream that dribbled form his piss hole. Andy looked blissed-out, his eyes hot and unfocused.
Connie felt jealous of the two women. They were doing things to her husband that she'd never done. But she knew she didn't have the right to get angry. She'd fucked two other men that day, and she'd enjoyed hell out of it. It was only fair that Andy got to make it with other women, too. It might hurt a little at first, but it was also quite arousing. Connie began to relax, melting against Ted, her ass starting a horny little wriggling motion.
'That's better," Ted chuckled.
"Ummm-hmmm," Connie said, hardly hearing him.
Her attention was focused on Andy and the girls. She could see that both Sharon and Verna were experts at what they were doing. She watched carefully, eager to learn. The idea of cock-sucking was especially attractive to her. As she watched Sharon's wet pink tongue lashing the swollen head of Andy's prick, she felt her pussy swelling and moistening. She rubbed her thighs together, trying to ease that horny itch, and in the process her wriggling ass rubbed Ted's cock. It didn't take him long to understand what was happening.
"Let me help you out, honey," he grinned.
"Oooooooooo," Connie squealed.
Ted had slipped his hand between her thighs from behind and was caressing her hot little slit. It felt marvelous, and she helplessly creamed into his palm. He rubbed the sticky juice all over her gash, and she gurgled with pleasure and creamed again. But all the while she was watching Andy and the girls, hardly blinking for fear she'd miss something. She was really getting an education tonight.
Now Sharon opened her pink-glossed lips very wide and brought them down around Andy's rigid blue-veined cock. He watched her do it, till his eyes rolled crazily and then screwed shut in bliss. She took in more than half his handsome eight-incher, and she fisted the rest. She began pumping and sucking his swollen prick, and Andy groaned, a hoarse cry of ecstasy that echoed through the room.
"Awwwwwwww, Jesus, that's good," he cried.
Sharon's blonde head bobbed up and down as she worked his rock-hard boner in her mouth. Soon the stiff column of meat gleamed with her spit. She'd pulled in her cheeks and sheathed his dick in hot juicy flesh, and she was sucking hard, making an obscene wet slurping noise that Connie could hear all the way across the room. Connie realized that the girl was sucking up Andy's cock cream and eating it.
"Oh, my God," she moaned softly.
"Quite a turn-on, isn't it?" Ted said. Still caressing her wet slit.
"I-I never went down on him before," Connie admitted. "I was too inhibited to try it."
"Well, now you're getting lessons from an expert," Ted said. "Sharon's probably the best cock-sucker in the room, with the possible exception of my wife."
Connie blushed. She just wasn't used to hearing people talk so openly and easily about sex. But she liked it. It was very liberating to bring it all out in the open. She knew Ted meant that Sharon had gone down on him many times and that Verna had given blow jobs to other men, and it was all okay with Ted. There was no jealousy and no possessiveness in this crowd. Connie liked that, and she was beginning to suspect that Andy liked it, too.
"Awwwwwwww, shit, awwwwww," he was moaning, "suck my cock, honey, that feels great."
But although he didn't know it, the best was yet to come. Verna and Sharon kept looking at each other, and finally Sharon winked. As soon as she did so, Verna opened her mouth as wide as she could and sucked in both Andy's balls. Her cheeks bulged with the huge load, and she began to suck greedily on his swollen nut sacs, making the same lewd wet slurping sound as Sharon. Andy bellowed and almost flew off the rug.
"Jesus, yeah, suck my balls," he groaned.
Connie swayed dizzily against Ted and filled his palm with molten pussy juice. Somehow watching her husband and those two girls was making her lusty out of her mind. Ted understood her growing arousal, and he began to ease his stiff middle finger up her cunt. She whimpered eagerly, wanting every inch of it, and she drenched it with her sizzling cunt juice. He worked the finger right to the last knuckle in her scorching cunt.
"Ahhhhhhhhh, God, yesssss," Connie breathed. "Do it to me, Ted, get me off with your finger."
"Anything for the guest of honor," Ted chuckled.
He started finger fucking her, plowing his thick middle finger fast and deep in her greedy little pussy hole, and Connie leaned against him moaning and quivering with excitement. But still she didn't take her eyes off Andy, whose face was contorted in a lusty grimace as he got his cock and balls sucked by the two pretty women. Connie certainly couldn't blame him for being excited out of his mind.
"Ahhhhhhhh, fuck, ahhhhh," he moaned, "am I ever gonna come. If you don't want it in your mouth, honey, you better quit."
If he'd known his wife was in the room, he might not have been so uninhibited, but the fact was that Andy had forgotten all about Connie as he writhed in pleasure and got his first blow job. All he could think about was how delicious it felt to have his cock sheathed in a hot slick mouth while another sheathed his ultrasensitive balls. It was better than any jack-off fantasy he'd ever had.
He warned Sharon that he was going to come, but she just gave a muffled moan of excitement and went on sucking his cock as hard and hungrily as before. If she wanted him to come in her mouth, she was going to get her wish in about half a second. And Verna was sucking his balls faster and faster, driving him out of his mind with excitement. His balls felt ready to explode, his cock was ready to burst, And just as he was sure he was going to come, he happened to glance around and see his wife.
"Holy shit," he gasped.
He hadn't even realized that Connie was in the room. She was standing some distance away, and she was naked and leaning close against Ted Barnes. She had a weird look on her face, kind of flushed and glazed and breathless. Then Andy realized that Ted was finger-fucking her from behind. Connie was watching the action while Ted frigged her. It was incredible. Andy couldn't conceive of his puritanical wife doing something like that.
Yet there she was, willingly submitting to Ted's pumping finger, and now Andy could see thick pearly streams of juice gushing down her inner thighs. She wasn't just submitting, she was really getting off. She was focusing with hot bright eyes on Sharon's hugely stretched lips as they zipped up and down the rigid stalk of Andy's cock. She was fascinated with the girl's cock-sucking. This realization made Andy even more insanely aroused.
If Connie could do something like this, then there was hope for their marriage after all. If she could stand naked in front of a group of people, letting herself be masturbated by a stranger while she watched her husband getting eaten by two other women-well, there was a lot more to Connie than Andy had ever suspected. Beneath that cool and prim manner, there was a hot-blooded woman just waiting to get out.
But Andy couldn't focus on Connie for very long. Sharon's mouth felt like molten velvet around his cock, and Verna's greedy ball-sucking was driving him to the brink of pleasure. He closed his eyes and shut out everything else, conscious only of the fantastic sensations he was getting. Another few seconds and he just couldn't hold out any longer. With a roar that caught the attention of everyone in the room, he began shooting his load down Sharon's throat.
"Ahhhhhhh, fuck, I'm coming!" he shouted, his ass jerking with lightning speed. "Eat my come, baby, eat it!"
Sharon was gulping down his squirting jizz as fast as she could. Verna let his throbbing balls pop from her lips, and she watched her friend for a moment, then elbowed her aside.
"Let me eat some, too," she demanded.
Sharon raised her head and let Andy's spasming cock snap from her lips. One thick wad of come escaped and shot into the air, but then Verna's mouth was coming down around his cock and she was gulping his jizz like she was starved for it. By now they'd acquired quite an audience, and people were laughing and clapping at the way the girls shared Andy's come. Andy was too blissed-out to notice the people around them. He groaned in ecstasy as he shot the last of his jism into Verna's gulping mouth. Then his eyes shot open when he heard his wife's voice.
"Ohhhhhhhh, God, I'm coming!" Connie wailed.
Andy stared at her as Ted brought her off with his thick jerking finger. He had to hold her up with his free arm, she was swaying and writhing so dizzily. Her luscious big tits wobbled, the nipples stiff with arousal, and thick streams of pearly come flooded down her legs. Ted's big finger pumped stiffly in her cunt, making her orgasm long and intense. As Andy watched all this, his prick went rock-hard again, almost choking Verna who hadn't expected the sudden stiffening.
"Jesus," she gasped, pulling away from him, "you can't keep a good man down."
"Obviously," Sharon grinned. "Shall we help him out?"
"Sure," Verna leered, "which end do you want?"
"This one," Sharon said, crawling towards Andy's engorged prick.
She swung a leg over him and straddled him, her wet little cunt mouth touching the hot knob of his cock head. Grinning wickedly, she plunged her slick cunt down the granite column of his prick, taking it right to her womb in one greedy shove. Andy liked the view of the lovely blonde riding his cock, her face contorted with pleasure, but his view was suddenly blocked when Verna straddled his face and pushed her steaming pink slit against his mouth. He tasted her tangy cream, and his prick lurched violently in Sharon's gripping cunt.
"Eat me, Andy," Verna hoarsely demanded, "suck my clit."
Andy was glad to oblige. For years he'd secretly wanted to eat pussy, but only now was he able to get his fill. He clamped his lips around Verna's erect and throbbing joy button and began to suck. Verna gave a shrill squeal of pleasure and soaked his face with a heavy rush of cream. He sucked roughly on her clit as he plowed his engorged boner in Sharon's cunt.
"Ooooooo, yessss," Verna squealed, "You're sucking me so good, Andy!"
"Unnnhhhhh, yeah, fuck me, Andy," Sharon moaned, "fuck the living shit out of me."
Andy could hardly believe this was happening to him, that he was sucking one tasty pussy and fucking another. But Verna's hot tangy cream was real enough, and so was Sharon's fiery-hot little cunt. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that Connie and Ted had drawn closer to the action, both of them clearly turned on as they watched their spouses making it with each other. Connie caught Andy's eye, and this time she didn't blush.
Andy had never seen his pretty blonde wife looking so lusty, so uninhibited. It added to his mounting excitement as he sucked Verna's throbbing joy button and fucked hard and deep into Sharon's slippery little twat. It looked like Connie was going to go along with everything, but he just had to be sure. She'd been a prude for so long, it seemed like a miracle that she could ever change, just too good to be true.
"Well, honey" he said to her, "I'm sold on swinging. How about you?"
"I don't know, Andy," she said hoarsely. "I'll have to try it myself before I can answer you."
She stepped to the middle of the room and beckoned Ted to follow her.
CHAPTER SEVEN
It ought to be hard for a man to space out of the fact that he's making love to two women at the same time-but that's just what Andy did. For a moment he completely forgot about Verna and Sharon as he watched his beautiful blonde wife step to the center of the room with Ted Barnes. Ted was grinning broadly, and his cock weaved stiffly before him, dripping hot juice.
Andy felt a flash of jealousy so strong that he wanted to get up and punch Ted in the nose. Then he realized how foolish that idea was. If Connie was free, then he was free. If Connie fucked other people, then Andy could do it, too. And that was what he wanted, wasn't it? An impatient wriggle of Verna's hot pussy against his face reminded him of the terrific scene he was involved in just now. If Connie was going to approve of that, she had to have some fun of her own.
So Andy buried his jealousy and went back to sucking Verna's tangy-tasting clit and plowing his cock in Sharon's hot little fuck hole. But he didn't stop watching what his wife was doing. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Ted easing Connie to the floor and drawing her legs open. Her luscious-looking pink slit was exposed to everybody in the room. Andy expected her to die of mortification, but all she did was grin eagerly. That's when it dawned on him that she and Ted must have fucked each other already.
While he was starting to get it on with Sharon and Verna, Connie and Ted had been in the bedroom. Obviously Ted had taught her a few things. Now as he crawled between her legs and began to lick her pussy, she was far from embarrassed. She threw her legs open even wider and squealed with pleasure. Her thick hot pussy cream spurted out to soak Ted's bobbing chin. Connie made no secret of the fact that she adored having her slit tongued.
"Ooooooo, yeah, lick my pussy Ted," she moaned, "I just love that."
Andy shivered lustily and fucked even harder into Sharon's fever-hot twat. He sucked furiously on Verna's clit, making her shriek with pleasure, and he drooled all over the throbbing button of flesh. He was imagining himself in Ted's place, going down on his moaning wife. He'd never eaten Connie's pussy before, but he'd secretly craved to taste it. He was a fool not to have tried. She obviously loved the sensation. She was moaning steadily and hoarsely as Ted tongue-lashed her gash.
But Andy couldn't let his attention wander too much. He had a couple of very horny ladies to take care of. The longer he fucked her, the tighter Sharon's greedy little cunt became. She was seeking all the delicious friction she could get, aching to come. He gave it to her even harder now, making her body shake with the impact of his rough fucking, and she shrieked with ecstasy and soaked his hammering dick with thick loads of cream.
"Unnnnnhhhh, Andy, your big cock feels so good in me," she whimpered. "Keep fucking me hard, honey, don't stop."
In his mounting excitement Andy was sucking harder and harder on Verna's violently throbbing clit, and she drenched his chin and cheeks with steaming liquid. She leaned far forward, her big swinging tits hitting his head, her fingers tangled in his hair. He could sometimes hear her heart hammering as she spun towards climax. Her pussy was steaming against his face as he sucked her off. He greedily gulped down her musky cream as it squirted from her clit.
"Ahhhhhh, you big bastard, eat me, eat meeeeeee!" she shrieked. "I'll die if I don't come."
Andy was fucking and sucking as hard as he could, but he still managed one more glance at his wife. Connie's long blonde hair was spread out over the rug, her head thrown back, her face contorted in ecstasy. Her lovely big tits stood up firm, the nipples stiff and red. Ted's head was bobbing up and down between her widely stretched legs, and he was making an obscene wet sucking noise that echoed through the room. Andy wanted to know what the guy was doing to make Connie so insanely aroused, and she soon let him know.
"Ooooooo, yessss," she hissed, "fuck me with your big ol' tongue, Ted, really give it to me hard."
Again Andy gave a lusty shiver as he tried to imagine himself in Ted's place, cramming his stiff tongue in and out of Connie's red-hot little pussy hole. He just had to try the same thing with Verna. He crammed his tongue hard into her little fur-fringed twat, and she shrieked and almost flew off his face. His deep-plowing tongue was met with an enormous rush of molten pussy juice.
"Unnnnnhhhhh, yessss, stick your tongue in meee," Verna howled, "fuck me with it, baby, get me off!"
Silently Andy thanked Ted for teaching him this valuable new trick. It was really working with Verna. She was tugging at his hair, shuddering, and howling as he reamed her scorching little fuck hole with his long stiff tongue. He used it just like a cock, hammering hard and fast into her. And all the while he was pistoning his engorged boner in Sharon's greedily sucking twat. Not five feet away he could hear his wife squealing with pleasure as another man tongue-fucked her. It was certainly a change from their usual routine.
Andy shot her a glance, but she didn't notice. She had her eyes screwed shut, and she wasn't conscious of anything but the fantastic sensations she was getting from Ted's deep burrowing tongue. Of course, she knew that Andy was right beside her fucking and tonguing two other women, but that didn't bother her at all. The point was for both of them to have fun, that was all. The point was for them to have a new and better sex life, and that's just what they were doing.
Suddenly she heard a shrill cry and opened her eyes to see Sharon throwing her head back and shrieking with bliss. The pretty little blonde was screaming, "Ohhhhh, fuck, I'm coming, I'm coming!"
Andy's hard-plowing prick was bringing her off, and she was riding it with shrieks and howls, her body convulsing, her pretty little tits wobbling crazily. Connie watched thick streams of come-cream pouring from her twat and soaking Andy's thick boner. Andy kept fucking her hard, giving her blast after blast of pleasure, and all the while he was also tongue-fucking Verna. The bit-titted brunette suddenly screeched and began to come, dousing his face with steaming pussy juice. Now Andy had two women wailing and coming, one around his cock and the other around his tongue.
"Unnnhhh, you big sonofabitch, you're doing it to me," Verna gasped, "I'm coming so damned good!"
Connie watched her handsome husband bringing off both women, and it just blew her mind. She deliberately tightened her strongly muscled young twat around Ted's plowing tongue, and in another second she was coming, too, her howls mixing in with the shrill cries of Verna and Sharon. Ted got hotly aroused when she soaked his face with her gushing come-juice, and he eagerly reamed out the tangy cream and gulped it down.
Andy heard her and turned to watch. He saw his wife's voluptuous body writhing and bucking as another man's tongue brought her off. He'd never known her to come so violently when they were fucking. It excited him in a kinky way, excited him so much that his balls spasmed and released their sizzling load. He started flooding Sharon's cunt with strong jets of jism, all the while watching Connie climax.
"Ahhhhhh, fuck, shit, aaaggghhhh!" he bellowed.
It was a very kinky scene, he and Connie climaxing at the same time, only with different people. He'd never dreamed his shy wife would go for something like this. But not only had she let a stranger suck her off in front of an audience, she obviously wasn't finished having fun yet. Andy and his two partners needed a rest, and they moved away from center stage, but Connie just lay there catching her breath while Ted came up for air and wiped her sticky cream from his face.
"Not bad for openers, eh?" Ted leered at her.
"Not bad at all," she grinned. "What happens next, Ted? You're the teacher."
"I thought we'd bring in another guy, just for variety," Ted said. "Is that okay with you?"
"Sure," Connie said casually, "that'd be great."
Actually she wasn't so sure. She didn't know just what Ted had in mind. She might not like it, or her shyness might come back. But she'd go through with whatever it was, because she wanted to impress her husband. She wanted Andy to understand that she was up for any crazy sexual adventure he might devise. He wasn't the only one who was sold on swinging.
"I'd like to volunteer," said Ben, the young man who'd finger-fucked her earlier.
This time Connie didn't blush at the sight of him. He was a very attractive guy, especially naked, and he had a hard-on that wouldn't quit. He couldn't have had better qualifications for the job. She just wondered how she was going to handle two stiff cocks at the same time. Ted had an enormous cock-stand, too, and he looked just as eager as Ben. At the edge of the circle of people watching them stood Andy, his eyes hot and lusty. Connie gave him a quick grin, then turned back to Ted.
"Okay, teacher, what happens now?" she asked.
"I think Ben would like to fuck you," he said.
"You're a mind reader," Ben chuckled as he ogled Connie's wet pink slit.
Connie gave a horny shiver. It was just too wickedly exciting, the idea of fucking this handsome young man while everyone in the room watched them. She bent her knees and drew her thighs wide open, and Ben was between them in a split second, nudging her swollen slit with the big hard head of his cock. Connie squealed with eagerness as he pushed the fleshy knob between the firm lips of her cunt. She forgot about their audience while Ben crammed his wrist-thick boner into her famished slippery cunt.
"Ahhhhhhh, yessss, get into meeeee," she hissed.
Standing on the sidelines, Andy felt his prick give a violent horny lurch and mushroom to its full eight-inch engorgement. He wondered why it turned him on so hotly to see his wife getting another guy's stiff cock. He didn't feel at all jealous any more, just crazily aroused. He watched breathlessly as Ben shoved his steel-hard blue-veined dick up Connie's cunt. Connie threw her head back and whimpered with ecstasy as she took the thick meat.
Then Ben started fucking her as he remained on his knees. That way he had a fantastic view of his juice-soaked prick slamming in and out of her twat. He could see her big ripe tits wobbling as he fucked her, and he could study her lust-contorted face. And Connie was gorgeous to look at, her blonde hair streaming over the rug, her even white teeth flashing as she panted. She let him know just how much she loved his stiffly pumping cock.
"Ahhhh, yeah, fuck it to me, Ben, fuck my pussy good and hard," she moaned.
While Ben eagerly plowed his rigid prick in her steaming little twat, and Andy watched with an aching hard-on, Ted was standing there with his hand on his hips, watching the scene and grinning. Connie was the biggest success of his erotic life. Never before had he overcome a woman's prudery and shyness so fast and so completely. He'd turned her on in just one evening, and now she was swinging with the best of them. There was just one final test for her to pass. Ted walked over and straddled her chest, his ass grazing her thrusting tits. He rubbed the creaming tip of his cock over her pink-glossed lips.
"Time for a little lesson in cock-sucking, honey," he leered.
Connie felt hot saliva rushing to her mouth. At last she was going to have a chance to lick and taste a stiff cock. Eagerly she stuck out her tongue and stabbed up some of the glistening juice that oozed from Ted's piss hole. Right away she liked the strong salty taste. She rolled the thick cream around on her tongue to savor the flavor, then gulped it down and speared for more. Ted grinned down at her, delighted with her response.
"Good girl," he panted, "eat all you want."
It was an incredible turn-on for Connie to be licking and tasting one stiff cock while she took another pounding prick in her hungry little pussy hole. Ben was fucking her hard and fast, just the way she craved it, and each rough thrust of his cock gave her a powerful blast of pleasure. As her excitement mounted she tongued Ted's fat cock head faster and faster, gobbling up all the steaming juice she could get. As fast as it bubbled from the cleft of his prick, she stabbed it up with her stiff little tongue.
'' Mmmmmmmmm, mmmmmmm,'' she moaned.
Andy was shivering lustily as he watched. It was hard to believe that his uptight and prudish wife was the girl out there in the center of the room taking on two guys at the same time. But her face was recognizable even when contorted with lust. Andy watched, wildly turned on, as Connie tongued up Ted's cock juice and ate it with hungry moans, all the while taking Ben's jackhammering cock in her soaked little twat.
If Connie was capable of something like this, then Andy didn't have any more worries about their marriage. They could start doing all kinds of wild things together, and they could also fuck other people. What more could he possibly want? So he felt no jealousy, only mounting excitement, as he watched his pretty young wife licking Ted's stiff dick and taking Ben's pounding boner in her dripping box. The more she enjoyed it, the better, as far as Andy was concerned.
"Go for it, baby," he said under his breath.
He was getting so turned on, he was about to fist his swollen cock and pump it-but Verna beat him to it. Carrying fresh drinks for them both, she handed Andy his glass and then grabbed his dick. Her hand was ice-cold from carrying the drinks, and Andy yelped and shuddered as her fingers closed around his meat. In another second he realized what a kinky and sexy feeling it was to have those cold fingers pumping his cock. He creamed all over her hand as she stimulated the fleshy knob of his cockhead.
"Yeah, baby, that's great," he sighed.
"Enjoying the show?" Verna purred.
"Yeah, matter of fact I'm enjoying it very much," Andy replied.
She pumped his prick and they sipped their drinks as they watched Connie and her two partners. Ben was red in the face by now, his forehead beaded with sweat, as he fought to hold out. He must have been aching to shoot his load into Connie's fiery-hot little cunt, yet he wanted to prolong his pleasure. Over Ted's shoulder he could see the pretty blonde eagerly tonguing cock and eating prick juice, and all the while her box was squeezing and sucking at his prick.
Ted was getting pretty aroused, too, his eyes gleaming lustily as he watched Connie lap up his oozing cream. Pretty soon she'd cleaned his cock and was looking around for more to eat. She dug the stiff tip of her tongue into his piss hole and reamed out a little more juice, but that was all she could find. She gave a hungry little moan and started pumping his prick, trying to coax out more tasty cream. Ted leered down at her. It was time for her final lesson.
"You want more juice, baby?" he said. "You can have all you want if you stick my cock in your mouth and suck on it."
Moaning, Connie obeyed. It was the very first time she'd ever taken a cock into her mouth, and on her first attempt she tried to cram the whole thing inside. Naturally she choked. No way could she get seven inches of stiff prick into her small mouth. Ted chuckled and showed her how to do it. He had her fist the fat hairy base and ease the rest over her tongue till she got as much as she could handle.
"Mmmmmm," she sighed.
"Now suck it, honey," Ted said hoarsely, "suck it good and hard. Just don't use your teeth, or ol' Ted won't be your friend any more."
Connie did as he instructed, sucking strongly on his big hard cock. She got off on it right away. She liked the feeling of having her mouth crammed with throbbing meat, and she got even more turned on when Ted's dick began to leak more delicious hot cream onto her tongue. She drew in her cheeks and suctioned out the salty juice, gurgling hungrily as she swallowed it. And all the while, of course, she was getting hot blasts of pleasure from Ben's pistoning cock.
"Mmmmmmm, uuuummmmmm," she moaned.
"That's good, baby, real good," Ted panted, "just keep doing that and I'll feed you all the juice you can eat."
Connie trembled with excitement, knowing that pretty soon she'd get a whole sizzling mouthful of his come. She wondered if she'd hold out that long. Ben was fucking her like she'd always dreamed of being fucked- roughly, tirelessly. She ached to come, and she could have come in a split second if she hadn't been afraid of losing control and biting Ted's prick. But suddenly it was happening and she wasn't able to stop it.
"Mmmmmm, mmmmmm, unnnhhh!" she moaned.
She didn't bite. She just sucked like crazy on Ted's huge hard-on as she climaxed. Ted snorted with excitement and fed her more hot thick globs of cream. Ben felt her spasming cunt squeezing his prick almost flat, and he groaned with pleasure and fucked into her even harder. Her climax was violent, and she wasn't conscious of her surroundings for a few minutes. Then as she came down from it and opened her eyes, the first thing she happened to see was her husband standing a few feet away and watching her while Verna gave him a hand job.
Andy grinned at her. She couldn't grin back because her mouth was crammed full of cock, but her eyes glowed lustily, and Andy knew that he and his wife were in agreement. Both of them had been natural born swingers without realizing it. Now Connie was sucking louder than ever on Ted's pulsating prick, and she was jerking her hips and slamming her soaked twat up and down the granite column of Ben's plowing cock. She was working quickly towards another body-wracking orgasm, and it looked like this time she was going to bring both her partners along with her.
"Ahhhhhh, Christ," Ted moaned, "get ready to eat my come, honey. I can't hold out much longer."
"Me, either," Ben panted. "Awwwwww, fuck, it's happening right now, I'm coming! Aaaaaggghhhhhh!''
"Mmmmmmmmm!" Connie moaned as she felt the first exciting sizzle of his come against her womb.
She gave a powerful suck on Ted's cock, and he bellowed and filled her mouth with jizz. "Eat it, baby, eat it!" he roared.
Andy watched his wife's throat muscles working hungrily as she gulped down Ted's spurting jism. Her cunt was overflowing with Ben's come, and the thick juice was gushing down the Crack of her ass. Andy groaned as he watched, and his prick gave a rough jump in Verna's pumping fist. She glanced at him and realized how wildly turned on he was to see his wife making it with two other men. He was a swinger, all right, a perfect recruit for the parties Verna and Ted liked to give.
"Andy," she purred, "how'd you like to see some real action?"
"This isn't real action?" he laughed.
"Not compared to what you're going to see now," she promised him. She waited till the trio finished coming, then strode to the middle of the room and clapped her hands for attention. "Okay, everybody," she called, "it's orgy time. I want everybody on the floor."
"Holy shit," Andy muttered.
CHAPTER EIGHT
It was like a stampede. Everybody at the party was crowding into the center of the room, grabbing new partners, hitting the floor. Andy watched open-mouthed as some guy picked up Verna and hauled her off to the nearest free piece of rug. Verna was laughing. Then a lovely red haired girl threw her arms around Andy and rubbed against him.
"Hi," she purred, "I'm Trish."
"Hello, Trish," he grinned, "I'm Andy.
Wanta get it on?"
"That's why I'm here," she smiled.
They sank to the floor and began exchanging sensuous tongue-kisses. All around them people were kissing, groping, and having fun. Andy wondered where Connie was and what she was doing, but he didn't have time to find out. He had his hands full with Trish, who was a very horny young lady. Already she was grasping his stiff cock and easing it between her legs. His meat gave a lusty lurch as it touched her wet hot slit.
Andy rolled her onto her back, his cock jerking eagerly against her slippery pussy flesh. Trish clung to him, whimpering and quivering with need, and as he sank down between her widely parted thighs, she shoved her gash hard against his cock and managed to impale herself on his rigid prick. She was literally fucking him as she writhed and wriggled and worked his throbbing cock all the way into her steaming box. Andy didn't have to do a thing.
"Hey, slow down there," he laughed, "we only just met."
"You'll have to forgive me," Trish sighed, "but I'm just dying to get laid. All evening guys have wanted to go down on me, but nobody's wanted to fuck. Mmmmmm, this is just heaven."
"Glad to oblige," Andy said.
Her impatiently wriggling hips told him the rhythm she wanted, and he gave it to her, fucking into her hard and fast. The lovely redhead clung to him and moaned hoarsely as she took his hammering cock. She closed her eyes and smiled blissfully, conscious qf nothing but the repeated blasts of pleasure she was getting. Andy definitely enjoyed her slippery, steamy cunt, but since orgies were still a novelty to him, he was also looking around and checking out the other action.
On one side of him a couple was doing sixty-nine, which Andy found fascinating. The guy was on his back, but Andy couldn't identify him because his whole face was shoved between the girl's legs. There was a loud wet sucking sound coming from that direction. The girl crouched over him, eagerly tongue-lashing his rigid cock and lapping up the thick cream that oozed from his piss hole. Wanting still more of the salty juice, she opened her lips wide and brought them down around the granit column of flesh. The man shivered lustily as he felt his dick sheathed in the juicy heat of her mouth.
"Ahhhhhh, yeah, baby, suck that meat," he groaned.
"Mmmmmmm, mmmmm!" the girl cried as she sucked loudly and hungrily on his throbbing cock.
The sight was enough to arouse Andy out of his mind, but on the other side of him there was another fascinating scene. There a girl was crouching on her hands and knees, her pert little ass held high, and a guy was easing his incredibly thick cock into her from behind, spreading her delicate cunt lips wide. It looked like his prick was way too big for her, but she wasn't complaining. She was clawing the rug and gurgling with excitement as she took his massive boner into her hungry little box.
"Yes, shove it in me," she panted, "give me every inch of that ol' cock."
"You'll get it, baby," the man leered.
Andy shivered and fucked even harder into Trish's hot little pussy hole. He was fascinated with the sight of the guy's wrist-thick cock plowing into the girl's tiny fur-fringed hole. He was going into her ever so slowly, prolonging the delicious entry, and she was writhing and whimpering with need, wanting more and more of his rock-hard cock inside her. At last the man was in right to his balls, and he began to fuck her in deep sensuous-strokes.
"Oh, shit, yes," she sobbed, "fuck it to me, Harry, fuck my pussy good."
It was nice to know they were friends. Andy was sure Trish wouldn't even remember his face once they were finished fucking. She had her eyes screwed shut in ecstasy as she took his jackhammering cock, and she was fucking back at him, slamming her juice-slick cuntal tube up and down the stiff slab of his meat. She was enjoying the hell out of his cock, but it could have been anybody's cock. Trish obviously wasn't particular.
"Good for you, baby?" Andy panted.
"Mmmmmmm, terrific," she moaned. "Just keep doing it to me, honey, don't stop."
It seemed incredible, Andy thought, that just last night he'd been lying on top of Connie's totally motionless body, fucking her and praying for some response. He knew she enjoyed being fucked because, no matter how she tried to hide it, she always came. But she never fucked back at him, never cried out, never even moved till she was shaken with the helpless spasms of climax. Even then she'd grit her teeth to muffle her screams of pleasure. It was as if she didn't want to be unladylike.
With Verna and Sharon and Trish it was completely different. These women let a guy know what they wanted and how much they enjoyed it. They weren't shy or inhibited, and they weren't ashamed of their bodies or their natural needs. Andy just hoped Connie was learning something tonight, because he sure as hell couldn't go back to their same old boring routine in bed. He had to have a woman who loved sex and wasn't ashamed to show it.
Like Trish, for instance-the gorgeous redhead was panting, moaning, and humping at him furiously, rubbing her swollen clit against his stiff cock. She was digging her nails into his shoulders and drenching his prick with steaming juice. Every inch of her body was alive, tingling, and hot for his fucking. Their bellies slapped loudly together as he fucked into her faster and faster, and she sobbed in ecstasy.
"Unnnnhhh, baby, it's so damned good," she moaned.
"I'll say it is," Andy sighed.
He glanced around at his neighbors. The sixty-nine couple were still hot at it, eating each other like it was going out of style. The guy was stabbing his long stiff tongue in and out of the girl's dripping pussy hole, making an obscene slurping noise. The girl's head bobbed furiously as she sucked him off, leaving his thick cock gleaming with her hot spit. These two weren't aware of anyone else in the room.
Their muffled cries told Andy that they were very close to coming. The girl's head bobbed faster and faster, and she was taking the man's rock-hard prick right into her throat. Andy could see her slim throat bulge as she worked the thick meat into it. The man was shoving his tongue right to the root in her fiery-hot fuck hole, digging into her as deep as he could, and his face was soaked with her hot tangy cream. Suddenly the girl gave a loud muffled cry and began to convulse.
"Unnnhhhhh, uuhhhhh!" she moaned.
She was coming right in the guy's face, her spasming cunt gripping and squeezing his deeply-thrust tongue. Her sizzling come-juice spurted out all over his face. He groaned in wild excitement and crammed his whole cock down her throat, then gave a muffled bellow and began to come, his hips and ass jerking furiously. Andy watched the girl's throat muscles working hard and fast to gulp down all his molten jizz.
Then he turned his attention to the couple on the other side, just in time to see something that really blew his mind. The guy, Harry, was fucking hard into the squealing little blonde, giving it to her doggy-style, and she was clawing the rug and loving every second of his deep hard fucking. Her eyes were closed in bliss, her teeth flashing in a lusty grimace. Then abruptly Harry jerked his dick from her cunt and pressed the slick cream-soaked head against the tiny puckered mouth of her asshole.
"Oooooo, Harry, yessss," she hissed.
"You always did like ass-fucking, didn't you, Barb?" Harry leered.
"Don't talk, you sonofabitch," Barb panted, "just stick it in me, fuck my ass."
Naturally Harry wasn't going to turn down an invitation like that. Grinning fiendishly he began easing his wrist-thick cock inside the tiny clenched mouth of her shitter. Andy gawked. It looked like an impossible fit, and he waited for Barb to cry out in pain. But she just panted and clawed the rug as Harry ever so gradually widened the little muscular ring of her anal opening. His gigantic cock head stretched her brownie till it was wide enough to admit his whole engorged prick. He groaned excitedly as he began sinking into her, his cock sheathed in the fantastic tightness and searing heat of her asshole.
"Ahhhhh, yeah, it's been a long time," he sighed.
"Ever since you and Madge were in town last," Barb said. "When was that, anyway?"
"Must have been a year ago," Harry said, his rigid cock halfway up her ass. "I'm glad to see Verna and Ted are still giving these teriffic parties."
Andy wished they'd just shut up and get on with it. He was dying to know if Barb could take Harry's whole cock up her tiny shitter. But they took their time, chatting away like the old friends they were, enquiring about each other's spouse, and all the while Harry's massive prick was sinking deeper and deeper into Barb's smoking little asshole. At last his big hair-thatched balls touched her ass, and he paused to catch his breath.
"There you go, baby," he panted, "you got every inch."
"Mmmmmm, it feels so wild," Barb giggled. "I don't know why, but I just love getting it in the ass."
"That's because you're a kinky lady," Harry laughed, "and thank heaven for kinky ladies."
Grabbing her slim hips he began ass-fucking her from behind, easing his steaming boner up and down in her searing-hot shitter. Barb squealed with pleasure, and thick streams of juice began to overflow her cunt and flood down her thighs. Andy sensed that her asshole was just as sensitive and receptive as her cunt. She definitely appeared to be going out of her mind with pleasure as Harry's big stiff cock reamed her brownie.
"Ooooooo, Harry, I'll give you a year to stop that," she panted. "You nut," he chuckled, "I can't hold out long. You're too fuckin' tight."
"So do it as long as you can," Barb moaned, "I'm coming right now. Ooooooo, yeah, oooooooooooo!"
She came, all right, and she kept coming for the next five minutes as Harry fucked deep and fast into her greedy little shitter. Andy kept glancing her way, but he was getting very busy with Trish, whose jerking hips urged him into faster and faster fucking. Soon he was fucking into her so hard that her whole body shuddered with the impact, yet she kept begging him to do it to her harder, faster.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to me," she babbled, going out of her mind with need.
Andy pulled out all stops, giving it to her as hard and fast as he could. His thick cock reamed out her molten cream, and the hot liquid splattered his belly and balls. Trish arched her body up to take his pile-driving prick as deep as she could get it. She didn't even mind when it hammered her womb. Andy felt her cunt getting tighter and tighter around his pounding cock, and then suddenly she let out a hoarse wail.
"Unnnnhhhhh, you did it to me, you big bastard, I'm coming!" she screamed. "Ohhhhh, fuck, am I coming!"
"Trish," Andy gasped, suddenly taken with a wild idea, "eat my come, okay?"
She responded by opening her mouth wide, and Andy jerked his engorged dick out of her creaming box and leaped up to straddle her chest. He socked his nearly bursting cock into her mouth, and she caved in her cheeks and gave a powerful suck. That was all it took. Andy bellowed and filled her mouth with thick hot jizz. She moaned eagerly and let the stuff collect till her cheeks bulged. Then she gulped it down, sucking hungrily to get the very last drops of his come.
"Ahhhhh, Christ, yeah," Andy groaned, "eat it, suck it!"
After a while he and Trish rolled apart and rested, but Harry and Barb were still at it. Harry was red-faced and sweating by now as he struggled to prolong the delicious pleasure. He clearly didn't want to leave his friend's sizzling shitter, but he was very close to shooting his load. Barb was squealing and coming, orgasm after orgasm, and her asshole was squeezing his cock and practically sucking the jizz out of his balls. Andy didn't know how the guy could keep from coming.
"Oooooo, shit, you're making me come," Barb squealed.
"My turn," Harry groaned, his eyes rolling upward and then closing. "Awwwww, fuck, here it comes, awwwwwwww!"
Barb gasped and her eyes went wide as she felt the first sizzling jet of his come filling her ass. She gurgled and began to climax yet another time, and Andy heard Trish giving an envious sigh. The little blonde's luscious tits wobbled and swung as Harry fucked furiously into her shitter, filling it with load after load of scorching jizz. The hot liquid seemed to intensify Barb's pleasure.
"Oooooo, yeah, cream me, Harry, fill me up!" she howled.
"On, wow," Trish moaned, "fantastic."
Andy knew that sometime tonight Trish would contrive to get ass-fucked. He thought about fucking Connie in the ass, and his cock twitched and stiffened. Where was Connie, anyhow? He sat up and looked around. His wife was closer than he'd realized, right on the other side of Harry and Barb, and she was getting it on with two strange men. One of them was fucking her doggy-style while she leaned over the other and sucked his cock. She was so absorbed in her fun, she didn't even notice Andy watching her. He felt his cock lurch back into fighting shape.
Just then Harry introduced himself and said with a grin, "Wanta change partners?"
Andy eyed petite bushy Barb and said, "Sure-if that's okay with you, Trish."
"He's just the man I wanta meet," Trish grinned, moving over to join Harry, "a man who specializes in ass-fucking."
Barb crawled toward Andy with a mischievous grin on her face. "Something tells me you'd just love to get sucked off," she leered.
"Why, you read my mind, ma'am," Andy smiled as he flopped onto his back. He shivered blissfully as the little blonde brought her steaming-hot mouth down around his stiff prick.
Meanwhile Connie was having her own fantastic adventures. As soon as Verna gave the call for an all-out orgy, two strange but attractive men had started arguing over Connie. Apparently they'd both had their eyes on her all evening and were determined to make it with her. One was a husky blonde named Ron, and the other a lean dark-haired buy named Mike. Connie wanted them both- and she figured there wasn't any reason why she couldn't have them. The arguing men fell silent as she grabbed them both by the arm and smiled.
"There's no problem, you two," she said. "I'll just get it on with both of you at the same time."
"Hey, why didn't we think of that?" Ron grinned.
"If nobody objects," Mike leered, "I'll take this end."
He eased Connie down on her hands and knees and then got behind her, and she shivered with excitement when he wedged the swollen head of his prick into her juicy little cunt mouth. He gave a snort of lust and plowed into her, cramming her box with hotly throbbing meat. She drenched his prick with a helpless flood of cream. He began fucking her slowly, deeply, sensuously, and Connie moaned with pleasure.
"Mmmmmmm, yessss, that's so good," she sighed.
But of course that was just half the fun. Ron's contribution was yet to come. He stood there a moment watching Mike fuck her, obviously turned on by the sight of the other guy's thick blue-veined cock easing in and out between her widely splayed cunt lips. Then he knelt in front of her and teasingly moved the creaming head of his cock back and forth over her lips. Eagerly Connie opened her mouth and let him slid his throbbing cock over her tongue. She took in about half his rigid seven-incher, closed her lips around it, and drew in her cheeks. As she began to suck, Ron's eyes glowed lustily.
"Yeah, baby, suck that meat," he rasped, "let me feed you a whole mouthful of come."
Connie sucked hard and hungrily on his heavily pulsating cock, drawing the delicious juices out of his piss hole and eating it with a hungry gurgling noise. All the while Mike's big stiff cock was plowing deep in her greedy little box and giving her hot blasts of pleasure. But she wasn't so totally absorbed in the fun that she didn't wonder where Andy was and what he was doing. She glanced around and spotted him just a few feet away.
Her handsome husband was lying on his back, arms folded behind his head, and he was flushed and glassy-eyed with lust as he watched a cute little blonde sucking his cock. But soon he glanced Connie's way, as if checking up on her, and she realized that he'd been watching her for quite some time. Their eyes met, and they smiled. Andy wasn't jealous of her fun, any more than she was jealous of his.
She was free to enjoy her own little orgy, and she gave it everything she had, sucking furiously on Ron's tasty cock and gulping down his juice, fucking back at Mike as he hammered his big throbbing cock in her juicy little cunt. She loved taking on two guys at the same time, but she sensed that something even more exciting was going to happen tonight when she and Andy went home. It would be the first time in their marriage that they'd be open to experiment and totally uninhibited with each other.
"Mmmmmm, mmmmmm," she moaned, gulping Ron's juice as fast as it bubbled from his cock cleft.
"Yeah, eat it, baby," he growled, "suck hard."
"Ahhhhh, shit, her pussy's hot," Mike groaned, "so hot an' tight."
Connie's body shook with the force of his fucking. The more excited he got, the harder he fucked her, but she didn't mind his roughness at all. She tightened her greedy little twat around his jackhammering prick and felt herself spinning fast towards orgasm. She knew Ron was almost there, too. He was losing control of himself and fucking her mouth, his coarse-haired nut sacs slapping her chin.
"Mmmmmm, mmmmmm," she moaned, urging him on, starving for a mouthful of his delicious hot come.
In another second she got it. Ron bellowed hoarsely and flooded her mouth with steaming, salty jizz. She was still gulping the thick loads when Mike groaned and flooded her cunt with sizzling spurts of come. Connie was suddenly over the edge, coming like a bomb, as she received the molten torrents of liquid at both ends of her body. To complete her excitement, she glanced at Andy and saw that he was coming, too.
"Eat it," he groaned to Barb, "eat my come, aaaagghhhhhhh!"
When Connie and her new friends had finally finished coming, she excused herself and crawled over beside Andy. He was stil catching his breath, but Barb had already departed in search of new adventures.
"Hi, handsome," Connie leered, "wanta make out?"
"I sure do, gorgeous," Andy grinned. "Let's go somewhere where we can be alone- like home."
CHAPTER NINE
Andy and Connie somehow managed to find their scattered clothes, got dressed, and headed for the door. Ted and Verna hurried over to them. "What, you're leaving already?" Ted said. "It's only midnight."
"The party's just getting started," Verna put in.
"Sorry about that," Andy grinned, "but I got this kinky urge to fuck my own wife."
Connie added more politely, "We really enjoyed your party. I hope you'll ask us to the next one."
"We sure will," Verna chuckled. "Have fun."
That was exactly what they planned to do. For the first time in their marriage Connie and Andy would be making love with no barriers and no inhibitions. They took a quick shower, then headed for their king-size bed. It had always seemed kind of a joke having such a sexy bed, when their sex life was so boring. Now they could finally put the bed to good use.
They tumbled naked onto the bed and began leisurely kissing and exploring each other. They'd rarely done that in the past. The mode then was, get it over with, like they were guilty little kids doing something they shouldn't. Now they felt like anything they did was okay, as long as if felt good and they both wanted it. Connie grew achingly horny as she ran her hands over her husband's smooth hard body, and Andy's cock rose stiffly as he caressed Connie's hot silky skin.
"Boy, were we a couple of duds," Andy sighed.
"Tell me about it," Connie said. "But now we can make up for lost time, right?"
"Right," he grinned. "And not just with each other."
Connie nodded in firm agreement. They both knew that swinging would have to be part of their life from now on. They were crazy about each other, but to keep it that way they needed a break now and then, an adventure with other partners. There wouldn't be any jealousy involved. They both wanted the other to have all the fun possible, and they wanted their marriage to last.
Now Andy was kissing and licking his way down Connie's sleek warm body, over her face and neck, tongue-lashing her stiff nipples, and then working his way over her flat belly. When he pressed his face into her pretty little blonde bush, she writhed with excitement. His hot breath was warming her pouting mound and making her cream like crazy. Eagerly she threw her thighs wide open, and for the first time in their marriage Andy pressed his mouth to her naked pussy.
"Ohhhhhh, yes, baby, yesssss," she breathed.
She bent her knees and kept her legs wide open for him, and Andy crawled belly-down between her thighs. He began to lick her luscious-looking pink slit, and she squealed with delight and fed him blast after blast of tangy hot cream. He really got off on the taste of his wife's pretty gash, and he eagerly tongued up her juices as fast as it spurted from her aroused cunt. She dug her fingers into the bedspread and whimpered blissfully.
"Oooooo, Andy, I just love that," she cried, then added with a chuckle, "You sure learned a lot in one evening."
"I bet you did, too, smartass," he laughed.
For his first shot at Connie's delicious pussy, he took his time, exploring her thoroughly, snaking his tongue into each steaming cranny and fold of flesh. He whipped his greedy tongue from her erect and throbbing joy button right down to the tiny puckered mouth of her shitter. He wanted to lick and taste every single inch of her hot pink pussy. Naturally Connie made no objections.
She lay there gurgling with ecstasy. This was something she'd wanted Andy to do to her for so long but hadn't had the nerve to request. She'd been afraid he'd be disgusted. But obviously he loved eating pussy, and his expert tonguing was driving her wild. Finally, after tasting and exploring her whole creamy slit, he began to concentrate on her clit, flicking the stiff tip of his tongue over the swollen red bud. Connie screeched with pleasure and drenched his jerking chin with hot sticky juice.
"Ooooooo, yeah, lick me there," she cried, "I'll get off real fast! That's the best place of all."
Andy didn't need to hear more than that. For the very first time he was going to bring her off with his mouth, and he wanted her to come like a bomb blast. For a few minutes he whipped her throbbing joy button with the tip of his tongue, and then he went one step farther, jamming his mouth down on the juicy little lump of flesh and sucking it hard and greedily. Connie screamed and almost flew off the bed.
"Eeeeeee, yesssss," she wailed, "suck me, baby, suck me off!"
Fierce hot pleasure ripped through her pussy, and she closed her eyes tightly, blotting out everything but the wonderful sensations she was getting from her husband's hotly sucking mouth. Thick loads of cream gushed from her aroused cunt, soaking Andy's face and flooding down the crack of her ass. Frantic to come, she arched her body and shoved her throbbing clit even harder against his lips. The pleasure built and built in her pussy till she didn't think she could stand another second of it, and then suddenly she was over the edge, her body rocked by orgasmic convulsions.
"Unnnhhhh, shit, I'm coming!" she wailed. "Ohhhhh, Andy, I'm coming so good!"
Her body was rocking and writhing so hard that Andy couldn't keep her squirting clit between his lips. Instead he rose to his knees and watched her come. He'd never seen Connie come this violently in all the years of their marriage-and she wasn't trying to disguise it, either. She was letting herself go completely, her face contorted with lust, her cries shrill and loud. Andy's cock gave a lusty lurch as he watched her and began to leak thick hot bubbles of cream.
"Oooooooo, it's so damned good," Connie whimpered.
Andy had made her come better than he ever had before, but of course she adored having her pussy eaten. And there was a lot more to look forward to tonight. As soon as she got her breath back, she rolled to her hands and knees and crawled toward her husband. Andy knew what she was after, and he flopped onto his back and folded his arms behind his head. Grinning expectantly, he watched his beautiful blonde wife crouch beside him and bring her lips down to touch the massive purple head of his stiff-standing cock. She kissed the hot knob of flesh, then stuck out her tongue and licked up the salty cream that had gushed from his piss hole.
"Mmmmmmmm, that's good," she sighed.
"Eat all you want, baby," Andy said hoarsely, "it feels terrific."
It was blowing his mind to watch her licking his cock. He'd fantasized this moment many times, but he'd never thought it would actually happen. Now here was Connie, big as life, bending over him and hungrily swirling her hot little tongue around and around the sensitive head of his prick, gobbling up his juice as fast as it emerged. Her big ripe tits were swinging as she worked, the stiff nipples grazing his thigh. The whole scene turned him on like crazy.
"Mmmmmmm, I love the taste of your cock, Andy," Connie panted.
"That's good," he leered, "because as far as I'm concerned, you can give me head forever."
He didn't have to do anything, but lie there and enjoy, while this beautiful blonde licked his meat and gobbled his cream. It wasn't long before Connie had eaten all the hot juice that smeared his cock head, and she reamed his piss hole for more, digging deep with the pointed tip of her tongue. Andy groaned with pleasure and fed her some more hot bubbles of the salty liquid. But that wasn't enough to satisfy her. She fisted the fat base of his prick and crammed the rest into her steaming mouth.
"Jesus, yes!" Andy yelped.
Here was another scene he'd fantasized plenty of times but never thought would come true-his beautiful naked wife eagerly sucking his cock. Connie's head bobbed furiously up and down as she worked her slick hot mouth over the stiff pole of his cock, drenching it with her boiling saliva. Her cheeks were drawn in sharply, and she was making a lewd slurping sound as she suctioned the delicious cream from his prick.
"Mmmmmmm, uuummmmm," she moaned.
"Christ, yeah, suck my cock, honey," Andy panted, "suck me off. I wanta come in your hot little mouth."
That was just what Connie wanted, too. She was dying to get the first mouthful of her husband's come-cream. She pumped and sucked him fast and greedily, her fist and head flying. She loved having her mouth crammed with his violently throbbing meat. She was losing control, sucking faster and faster, and soon Andy was out of control, too. He groaned and began fucking her mouth, cramming the big hard head of his prick into her throat. About one minute of those hard thrusts put him over the edge, and Connie tasted the first hot spurt of his jizz.
"Mmmmmmm!" she moaned.
"Awwwwwww, fuck, shit, I'm coming!" he bellowed. "Eat it, baby, eat my come!"
Connie drew back a little to let his steaming come collect in her mouth, holding it till her cheeks puffed out, savoring the strong salty taste. Finally she couldn't hold any more. The hot liquid was dripping from the corners of her lips. She gulped down the huge load and then Andy filled her mouth again. He fucked hard over her tongue, groaning as he fed her rush after rush of sizzling cream.
"Ahhhhhh, fuck, so damned good," he moaned.
He couldn't ever remember coming so hard and so long, but maybe that was because he was realizing a powerful fantasy. And he had just one more big fantasy to make real-fucking his wife and having her respond without shyness and inhibitions. As he began to come down from his climax, he gently gripped Connie's head and held it in place, still fucking her mouth. She understood quickly and began to pump and suck his cock. As he imagined cramming his stiff cock into her slick little pussy hole and hearing her shrieks of excitement, his prick once more mushroomed to its full thick eight inches.
"That's good, baby," he panted, "that's enough."
Connie raised her head and let his spit-soaked dick snap from her lips. The wrist-thick eight-incher stood up rigidly, pointing at the ceiling and bulging with big blue veins. Connie creamed hugely at the sight of it. She'd always enjoyed taking her husband's big plowing cock, but up to tonight she'd been too shy to let him know how much she liked it. That was going to change, starting right now.
"Fuck me, Andy," she urged hoarsely, "stick your big hard cock in me."
"You bet I will, baby," he rasped, "but no more missionary position for a while, okay?"
"Not till we get bored with all the other positions," Connie agreed with a grin.
She was still on her hands and knees, so she simply scooted around till she was presenting him with her luscious little ass. Andy gave a lusty growl and knelt behind her, grasping her slim hips and socking the hugely swollen head of his cock into the sopping little opening of her cunt. The contact was electric, and both of them moaned and writhed. Then he plowed into her, reaching her womb in one greedy thrust, and she screamed in ecstasy and soaked his deeply-lodged dick with a huge rush of molten juice. Her whole body was quivering with excitement.
"Unnnhhhh, yeah, fuck me, baby," she whimpered, "fuck the living shit out of me."
"Just what I had in mind," he growled.
He began fucking her hard and fast, his flat belly smacking loudly against her upturned ass. He figured she wanted it that way, and he was right. Connie screamed and kept soaking his pile-driving prick with steaming bursts of cream. Each deep lunge of his cock gave her a fantastic blast of pleasure, and for a change she let him know it. Her excitement fed his, and soon he was fucking into her like a stallion, making the bed rock and creak.
"Unnnhhhh, you're fucking me so good, baby, so damned good," Connie moaned.
Andy had never made love to his wife in any position except the missionary, and now that they wre trying it doggy style, he was really enjoying the view. He could watch Connie's big ripe tits swinging back and forth, and he could watch his lust-engorged cock slamming in and out of her juicy little fuck hole. And he was fascinated with her tiny puckered asshole, which was opening and closing to the rhythm of his sawing cock, as if begging for something stiff inside it.
' 'Honey,'' he said hoarsely, ''let me try ass-fucking you."
It took Connie only a second to agree. She wanted to try every kinky thing in the book now that she and Andy had lost their hang-ups about sex. "Yes, baby, do it to me," she moaned, "stick your big cock up my ass." Andy whipped his cream-soaked boner from her cunt and quickly worked the fat head between the incredibly tight lips of her brownie. She was eager, and she relaxed her hot little shitter and let him glide his throbbing meat right into her molten depths. Connie found it a wicked and exciting sensation to have her ass crammed full of cock. As he began fucking her in long deep strokes, she knew she could come this way, just as she could come from being fucked in her cunt.
"Unnnhhhh, yes, I love it," she whimpered, "I love your cock in my ass."
"Jesus, it's tight," Andy moaned, "tightest thing I ever fucked."
Her little brownie was fist-tight around his sawing prick, and it was incredibly hot and juicy. The more aroused she got, the faster he could ass-fuck her, and soon they were going at it with no restraints. Connie clawed the bed and whimpered with pleasure, thick cream overflowing her cunt and gushing down her thighs. Andy panted and groaned as he sheathed his prick again and again in her steaming little ass. With that kind of stimulation it wasn't long before they both began to come.
"Me, too, baby," he gasped, "take my come up your hot little ass!"
Later as they fell asleep, Connie's whole body tingled with that well-fucked feeling. It was nice to know that her marriage was saved, but before tonight she'd never have dreamed that swinging was the answer.
