My salacious Beth and I first met Dr. Beresford, the eminent psychologist shortly after we were married. It was obvious from the earliest beginnings that the doctor was going to become a good family friend. He fell in love, so to speak, with my sexy and very pretty wife almost on sight; and what struck me was that I wasn't at all jealous!
Dr. Beresford was a clinical psychologist. He worked as an attending counselor in a local hospital. His experiences with all varieties of neurosis and psychosis was vast and, according to him, most of his treatments were immediate successes, and particularly with the younger generation whose sexually rebellious attitudes excited him.
The doctor was a tall, strapping and virile man, about forty odd years. He was indeed handsome and most attractive sexually to females. Beth confided that she found him very arousing and almost immediately nourished a desire to have sex with him.
Our initial meeting took place at a party in the hospital. It was New Year's Eve and the gathering in the Medical Lounge was jovial and spirited. By virtue of my job as a medical (psychological) transcriber of case histories, I had been invited and asked to bring my young wife along. Beth was overjoyed at the prospect of the party and she dressed especially for it.
To be candid, I was somewhat shocked at the sight of her when she met me in my office prior to our going up in the elevator to the lounge. The neckline of her sheer blouse exposed her bountiful curves, her swollen, half-naked breasts making me hold my breath. I could easily see her pretty pink nipples protruding. She looked scandalous! Positively! Her mini-skirt was very brief and she looked like a youngster instead of her twenty-five years.
Her lovely blonde tresses fell softly on her bare shoulders. Her eye make-up was weird and exotic. She was wearing spike heels which I adore to see her in. They do wonders for her curvy calves and her trim ankles. "Like me, darling?"
"Christ," I answered, "you look half naked."
"It's a far-out party, isn't it?" she pouted, her tongue moistening the corners of her mouth salaciously.
"Well, I guess so. I guess so," I responded, but I was still somewhat leery of her costume. As she sat across from me, cozy on the couch, crossing her deliciously long legs, I saw instantly that she was wearing her "frenchie" panties with the crotch cut out. She had gone whole hog. The wispy brassiere that scarcely enclosed her lovely bare breasts was also of the "frenchie" variety, with cut-outs for her luscious, pert nipples to peer through.
"Come on, cheer up, lover," Beth smiled prettily, petting her crotch through the material of her mini-skirt. "I took special care to be all you want me to be when I meet the people you're always talking about here at your work," she said. And she had. Indeed she had!
Reluctant, but nonetheless exerting some bravado, I cleaned up my desk and we took the elevator up to the decorated lounge.
"Geesus!" Beth exclaimed. "Look at all the people!"
There must have been about fifty, all of whom I recognized from working in the hospital. Many of the older doctor's wives were sedately dressed. Some of the younger women were less conservative, but surely not as enticing as my young wife. Every eye turned on Beth as she entered on my arm, her young breasts jiggling provocatively, her erect nipples pointing out suggestively. I could hear the chafing sound of her naked thighs as we walked towards the bar.
The bartender, a tall black recruited for the occasion from the cafeteria, gulped when his eyes caressed the milky white flesh of my wife's creamy breasts. Beth's globes were quivering as she stood at the bar. The deep shadowed valley between her luscious globes was warm and inviting to the eye.
Beth smiled up at me. "I just sense we're going to have a dandy time here, darling," she purred into my ear. She gazed around, staring at the different sorts of people. They returned their frankly admiring glances. One doctor whom I knew but slightly, winked at me-a congratulatory wink.
"I hope so," I answered. "I also hope I don't get thrown out on my ass after the holidays."
"Why would they want to do that, darling?"
"The way you're dressed, honey. You're making a scandal. Don't you realize that?"
"Well, what do you want me to do then?"
"I'll think of something," I responded seriously, really getting worried and anxious when a strange doctor crossed the polished floor, arm in arm with Dr. Brown, for whom I worked-that is to say, the man to whom I reported.
"Well, hello there, Tom," Dr. Brown greeted me. His eyes inspected Beth, every inch of her. Dr. Brown had a reputation as long as his fine gray hair, which reached almost down to his shoulders. He was an elderly hippie, if you understand me.
"Glad to see you could make it," Dr. Brown added, his eyes now frankly caressing Beth's succulent breasts, while Beth sipped from her drink, her eyes wandering excitedly all over the crowded room.
"This is my wife, Beth," I said, introducing her.
"And this is Dr. Beresford," said Dr. Brown, nudging the older doctor in the ribs to gain his attention. Dr. Beresford's eyes were literally climbing up my wife's soft white thighs, that, or trying to penetrate through the thin material of her mini-skirt to see that gorgeous, soft filmy-haired crotch I so adored.
I shook hands with the new doctor, then suddenly realized that this was the infamous Dr. Beresford of whom everyone in the profession was in deep awe.
Well, that's how we met, and that was the beginning of a strange, magnificent acquaintanceship.
As the first hour passed, Beth was actually becoming embarrassed by the frank stares from the other folk. Twice she cuddled close to me, rubbing the sides of her breasts against my elbow.
"Maybe you're right, darling," she said. "Maybe you are. I feel almost naked now, and the more I drink the sexier I'm feeling. I'm horny," she laughed, kissing the lobe of my ear.
"I also feel a bit chilly," she sighed, glancing into my eyes with that sweet loving gaze that had attracted me to her in the first place.
Dr. Brown spoke up, changing the subject. "I overheard you, young lady. May I make a suggestion?"
"Of course, Dr. Brown," Beth smiled.
"Why don't we walk down to my office and I'll loan you one of my nurse's lab coats. It'll keep the chilly breezes away from that delicate flesh." Dr. Beresford laughed: "And also the hot sighs!"
We all laughed. Beth giggled and her breasts quivered excitingly. Her nipples, always so erect and suckable, seeming to beg for kisses and slippery tongues, were more prominent than before.
"That's a fine idea, just fine," Beth said. "Lead the way, good doctor."
"An excellent prescription," echoed Dr. Beresford.
In seconds Beth and Dr. Brown vanished down the corridor leading to his office. Dr. Beresford and I were now alone.
"That's a delicious woman," he commented, his tongue brushing across his lips as he stared after Beth, her hips seeming to squirm seductively, her luscious, rounded buttocks swaying through the mini-skirt. That she was wearing cut-out panties was quite visible from the rear. I had to laugh at her. Beth was always a cock-teaser, and tonight, more than ever. The crevasse between her luscious buttocks had never been more glowing, outlined by the tight, brief frenchie scan ties.
Dr. Beresford and I made small talk. He mentioned the new program which had brought him to the hospital on a Federal grant-a very generous grant. He explained that he would need an efficient medical secretary. When I told him of Beth's qualifications, he wondered aloud if he couldn't get her on loan during the length of the grant, a period of about six weeks-during which time he would explore and define the research before initiating the whole program, which would require over nine months to complete.
"I don't see why not, I answered, warming up to the conversation. The grant, according to Dr. Beresford, paid a healthy sum for the temporary secretary and it was tax-free. I knew that Beth's boss, an internist in town, would be happy to be rid of my cock-teasing wife for a short time. Dr. Clancy was always moaning and complaining that he wasn't able to concentrate on his patients when Beth was in his office, her skirts up around her waist, sometimes the buttons of her cashmere sweaters open and exposing the luscious curves of her delicious breasts, luring Dr. Clancy's eyes away from his records and his work.
As Dr. Beresford and I chatted, and then were joined by other colleagues, I began to become slightly anxious about my wife's absence with Dr. Brown.
"She has been gone a bit longer than I would think it would require to simply get a laboratory coat," Dr. Beresford observed, smiling, a secret light seeming to burn in his eyes.
"I agree."
"Well, I'm sure your wife's in safe hands with Dr. Brown," said Dr. Beresford.
I thought to myself: I wasn't too sure of that. Dr. Brown was a known lecher and I had noticed the fire burning in him when he first set eyes on Beth. I knew he had been aroused. I could even feel his prick throbbing. Many an hour had passed between us with his spinning sexy tale after sexy tale about patients he'd scored with over the years. Many women found old Dr. Brown irresistible!
I finished my drink, then excusing myself (over twenty minutes had passed now since Beth had gone off with Dr. Brown), walked slowly down the corridor in the direction of Dr. Brown's suite of offices and his laboratory where he experimented on the white mice and the hamsters.
Dr. Brown's position as a clinical psychologist in the hospital allowed him handsome quarters for offices, plus an expensively equipped laboratory. Adjoining the lab was a small, but nicely furnished studio apartment where the good doctor could relax. Many an evening he spent the night in his cozy studio apartment. And it was also reputed to be the lair where he snared other experimental creatures customarily known as nurses and nurse's aids.
As I entered the laboratory and not spotting either my wife or the doctor, I felt a slight and very strange spasm of jealousy shoot between my thighs and settle in my groin. Curiously enough, I felt a twitching in my prick.
Standing still and listening attentively, I heard Beth. She was giggling happily. The sound came from inside Dr. Brown's studio apartment. I could also hear soft music playing.
I was about to knock on the studio door when I heard my wife squealing: "Oh, wow... Ohoooooooooo, wheeeeeeeeee, yes! Oh, yes!! Ohooooooooo, yessssssssssss... "
CHAPTER TWO
My heart began to thump! Again I felt a distinct erotic flow of sensations ploughing through my groin. Beth's squealing could only mean one thing. She was being either sucked or fucked by Dr. Brown. Beth's orgasms were magnificent things, real exotic adventures in shimmering sex.
For a moment I didn't know what to do. Then I suddenly remembered that the animal room adjoined the studio apartment on the left side and that one could see through the window next to the long, narrow rabbit cage directly into one of the small windows of the apartment.
One morning when Dr. Brown had overslept from having worked with the animals all night, I had discovered this. I had watched him sleeping on the couch, naked, while on an air-inflated mattress on the floor slept two of the more attractive nurses in the psychiatry service.
I opened the wire door to the cage. I chased several rabbits down to the end and crept silently up to the window.
Kneeling, I was able to peer through the pane of glass and found myself now looking directly into the studio. When at first I didn't see them (because the lights were dim) I felt awkward. Perhaps my jealously was overwhelming me? Perhaps my paranoia was increasing? But then, after only a few seconds while my pupils adjusted to the soft shadows in the studio apartment, I was able to spot my wife.
It was a remarkable scene!
Dr. Brown was naked from the waist down. Beth was without her brassiere, but she still wore her frenchie panties. Dr. Brown was dancing with her, but Beth's legs were wrapped tightly around the doctor's naked waist. She was obviously impaled on his rigid prick because it wasn't visible as he danced around the room, holding Beth around her waist, her ankles locked for support around his back.
She was kissing his ears and his neck. He was thrusting in and out of her beautiful hairy cunt as he danced with her. She was enjoying every jam of his piercing cock as she moaned and kissed, licking his face with her pink tongue. Her spike heels glistened in the soft light. The crotchless panties added to the erotic, almost lurid demonstration. Her swollen naked buttocks were quivering as she quaked and writhed on his reaming prick, her bare breasts rubbing vigorously against the starched shirt he wore.
Beth would grunt one minute and then scream obscenities the next as he fucked her luscious, fleshy cunt. Beth's eyes were opening and closing as was her mouth, her tongue stabbing into the doctor's ear when he'd jam up fully into her juicy cunt.
I felt one explosion after another power into my prick as I watched, I was fascinated. I had never personally fucked Beth or any other girl in this fashion, holding her up physically as I danced with her, my prick buried-as was Dr. Brown's-deep up her welcoming, swollen hole.
I felt my own prick hardening as I stared. I couldn't resist feelings of both panic and pleasure as I gripped my prick through my trousers and began to stroke it in unison with Dr. Brown's spirited prick so stiff and rock-hard, ramming and pounding in and out of my wife's extended pussy.
I was wondering how long they could keep it up when abruptly the recording ended. Dr. Brown sighed and gave my wife a broad smile. Then he lowered her to the floor.
"Oh, that was... wow... marvelous, Dr. Brown. I've never been had, I mean fucked that way. That was great. Wow!" Beth sighed, standing in front of him, her right hand cupping her bare cunt as she breathed heavily.
"It's something I just learned. Not too bad for an old man like me, huh?" he laughed, bending his head to plant kisses on her silky, milky-white breasts, his tongue tripping lightly over her swollen nipples, then his white teeth nibbling gently as Beth smiled down at the back of his head, her fingers caressing and running through his extra-long hippie hair.
"I'll just have to teach my husband how to fuck me that way," Beth purred. I could hear her every word.
"You're going to tell him?"
"Oh, sure," Beth answered. "We don't have any secrets-not one. Beside, he trusts me to always tell him the truth, and I always do. Really!"
"Well, I don't know," Dr. Brown fumbled, getting into his trousers.
"Well, don't you worry your silly head, Dr. Brown. My husband thinks the world of you, you realize that?"
"I suppose he does, but should he learn of this, I won't be too sure," he said pensively, beginning to zip up his fly.
Beth kissed his lips, then she dropped down suddenly onto her knees. She gripped hold of Dr. Brown's still erect prick. His cock was as horny as ever. Beth began kissing the rosy head of his prick, her tongue lapping and smoothing her saliva over his sprightly cock. She looked up at him and then, holding his prick at the base, guided it deep into her warm, moist mouth.
I watched her cuddling his balls with her free hand as the other moved his long, fat and very thick cock in and out of her mouth.
The view of her half-naked buttocks and the scandalous panties from the rear made my own prick stiffen even more. I released it from my pants and began to masturbate as I stared at my wife's sucking mouth. I couldn't hear the gurgling noises her saliva and his excretion was making, but I could imagine it and, strangely enough, this thoroughly aroused me.
Now Beth sank down deep on the floor. She began to kiss his hairy balls dangling from between his spread open thighs. As she sucked on his balls she jerked off his cock, her fingers racing dramatically up and down and then clutching his staff, then curling around it and milking it up and down as she opened her mouth wider and wider to take his balls fully into her hot cavern.
Dr. Brown began to pump his prick in her hand. His back was arched. His hands rested on his hips as he plunged and prodded his cock into my wife's hungry hand.
"Beth," Dr. Brown moaned. He was gritting his teeth as her fingers curled and worked on his throbbing tool. "Beth, I think we'd better get back to the party. They'll miss us for sure, and I," he was stuttering and moaning, "I'll be... missed... I'm certain. Ohoooooo, my dear... ohooo, Beth... my sweet darling... oh... it's... it... BETH!" he roared, and I stared as his prick burst white, thick hot sperm; it was spewing and spurting out of the sinewy reddish-purple head of his fuming cock, coating my wife's eager fingers with his rich, thick come.
Beth didn't stop sucking on his balls. I could see her tongue lashing at his balls as she jerked his prick up and down rapidly, her fingers and the palm of her hand now thickly coated with the shooting sperm.
Dr. Brown was in ecstasy as his exploding cock continued to pulsate in her hand, as my wife's tongue and teeth encouraged his heavy balls to produce more and more thick white stuff.
Until the very last throb, Beth kept jerking his cock. Then she stood up and, looking around, found a napkin and wiped the ooze from her hand. She was very happy and giggling, casting romantic glances at him, then smiling tenderly as she came back to him and, kneeling once again, took his limp, come-coated prick into her mouth and sucked it clean. Dr. Brown was shuddering and quivering!
"That was just a little something to remember me by," Beth smiled, standing up and licking her lips. "Gawd, your stuff tastes good... very good for an old man," she added. She sat down on the couch and after taking a final sip from her glass, began to slide into her brassiere.
"I'm going to put on my lab coat now, Beth," said Dr. Brown seriously, getting back to his businesslike manner.
"Oh, yes," Beth roared, "that was what we came in here for, wasn't it?"
Dr. Brown frowned. "I think it was." Then he laughed: "You really plan to tell your husband about this adventure?" He was seriously doubting the result. He thought fucking his employee's wife was one thing, but carrying on with her sucking his balls and his cock... was quite another.
"Of course... but if you're afraid, then maybe I shouldn't," she said. She pouted. "Do you think he'd be hurt if he knew? You know him much better professionally than I do, Dr. Brown. Do you think... it wouldn't be wise?"
"I do. Yes, I do," he muttered, handing her a fresh laboratory coat which came all the way down to her knees and made her look ridiculous.
"Alright then," I heard her answer as she buttoned up the lab coat. "We'll keep our little secret from him. I guess it's really not that important anyway," she mused.
Dr. Brown escorted her by the arm back to the party.
Well, it took me some time to recover. I couldn't chase the image of his prick fuming in her hand, his white thick come cascading from his cock, drowning her fingers as she continued to jerk his prick up and down while she sucked so hungrily on his balls. I couldn't get the image out of my thoughts... and still stroking and jerking off my own cock, I came quickly.
It was the only release and the wild sensations shooting through my entire system really surprised me. I had always been genuinely heterosexually inclined and had never seen such a sight. I couldn't deny that it excited me... almost as much as the view of Beth's body cradled in the doctor's arms while he danced with her, his prick pounding up into her cunt as she grasped him tightly, rubbing her bare breasts over his shirt, her lovely, soft eyes glowing with excitement.
Using my handkerchief to clean up my own come, I combed my hair and then taking a roundabout route, headed back to the party.
I joined Dr. Beresford, Dr. Brown and some others at a table.
Beth was jubilant and slightly tipsy now. "Oh, darling," she spurted out, "Dr. Brown took me on a tour of the hospital. Gosh, was I impressed! What a wonderful place to work. It really is," she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling.
"I personally think that lab coat is absurd," said Dr. Beresford. "I rather liked the original," he laughed.
"Oh, darling," Beth cried, "he's so right. I feel so foolish wearing this in here. But," she giggled, "I can't take it off now because I took off my blouse and my skirt in Dr. Brown's bathroom and all I'm wearing under this is my... undies," she said, lowering her eyes coquettishly and then winking at me.
"Well, then that's that," said Dr. Beresford, "but I, for one, am truly disappointed."
For some while after my return, Beth and the two doctors talked at length about Beth's taking the job with Dr. Beresford. I was in accord, as I told her, and then and there, she agreed to begin orienting herself with the experiment and the upcoming research as soon as she could tell her Dr. Clancy the good news.
Until I finally excused ourselves and made ready to take Beth home, Dr. Brown was curiously silent, avoiding my eyes and acting quite distracted. I could tell he was genuinely, sincerely embarrassed at his behavior. I wondered what guilts would form in the psyche of this world-renowned psychologist.
He accompanied us back to the "scene of the crime" where Beth dressed. We took a taxi to our apartment.
All the way home in the cab, Beth nestled her head on my shoulder. Her hand rubbed idly up and down on my thigh as she talked about what a marvelous time she had had with Dr. Brown, about how wonderfully equipped the hospital was, and how much she was going to enjoy working there with the very important Dr. Beresford.
Once her hand grazed my prick and it leaped up at the contact. It stiffened immediately and even I was shocked. I was growing a ferocious hard-on and it shocked, really shocked me... so soon after having come while reviewing the scene with Beth and the doctor.
"Darling... oh, darling," she moaned and then gripped my prick roughly. "It's so hard," she whispered so the taxi driver wouldn't hear.
"I feel horny," I confessed as the taxi pulled up at our address.
"And so do I," Beth purred, slipping her tongue into my mouth as she started to leave the cab. "In fact, I'm dying for a hot fuck!" she whispered again and ran ahead of me into our building.
CHAPTER THREE
That night, with Beth's lovely warm naked body close to my own, I slept like the proverbial log. And I had an excellent reason. What happened proves my theory about trusting one's partner, about loving her and never doubting. In my book of rules for the good life I firmly believe in the truth... even if it hurts.
This is what happened.
Going up in the elevator to our floor, Beth was tantalizing my prick, now more rigid than when in the taxi, through the material of my trousers. She was stroking and fondling it roughly, then running her curled fingers up and down.
"Oh, it's so monstrous and it's so hot and hard," she exclaimed. "I can feel the heat of it through your pants."
I didn't understand why I should be so aroused.
"I can't wait to get that cock up my cunt," Beth laughed as she opened my zipper and let my cock leap out and fill her fist. "I'm hungry for cock, so hungry, I don't know," she cried as the elevator finally reached our top floor.
"And I can't wait to start the temporary job with Dr. Beresford either," she said. "He's such a nice man, and I know he likes me."
We entered our apartment.
"Come, hurry, darling," Beth cried out, "I've got to piss and I know how much you like to watch me pee when I wear these panties. You can kneel down and watch my pee squirt out. Come on, sweetheart," she said, hurrying towards the bathroom.
I glanced at my reflection in the hallway mirror. My prick was burning hot, stiff and horny. I stroked it and I felt the damndest sensation in my balls. I went after her.
The bathroom scene had always been one to arouse and excite me. We had learned how sexually adventuresome this was shortly after we married. I would watch her raise up her skirt, ever so slowly, and teasingly. Then she'd part her legs and squat down over the toilet, not really sitting on the lid, but hovering over it as she bent forward slightly. Then she lowered her buttocks. She would lean back after positioning her darling, hairy pussy right over the bowl, and balance backwards on her hands. Then she would throw back her head and begin to let her piss trickle from the precious lips of her cunt.
I would kneel on the floor in front of her, holding her behind her knees and pressing my head into her warm belly, smelling the aroma of her perfumed, silky flesh, my ears cocked to listen to her piss begin to squish from between her tight, petal-soft pussy lips, splashing down into the water in the bowl while she would moan from the pressure of my head pressing against her bladder.
"Oh," she squealed, "I've got a gallon of it inside me. Oh, it's wonderful to piss like this. Press harder, darling. Yes, that's it. Put your head against my bladder. That's right. Harder. Yes, darling. Oh, my God, this is wonderful," she exclaimed as her hot yellow urine poured from her cunt and splashed and spurted into the yellowing water in the toilet bowl.
When she was finished, when the last drops dribbled from her hairy pussy, the next and final step to the pissing scene arrived. She would stand up straight and then climb up on the toilet seat after putting down the lid.
She would turn her back to me, exposing her buttocks, and then she'd lean against the wall, balancing carefully on her high heels.
"Oh, now it's okay, darling. Clean me up nicely," she would say soothingly as she thrust out her naked bottom and, with one hand spreading open her ass globes, give me a perfect sight of her hairy cunt lips and the droplets of glistening liquid still clinging to her delicate pussy hairs.
I loved the sight of her naked pussy from the rear. I adored the view of her puckered asshole-hairless and pale brown and pink-as she began to rotate and gyrate her hips, waiting anxiously and impatiently for the tip of my tongue to crease and pet between the crack of her lovely bare ass.
I would lick ever so slowly, just using only the tip of my tongue to caress her asshole, then slipping down to my knees, spreading open her wet pussy lips, pressing my open mouth right into her wet hairy pussy and licking and nuzzling her hole with my face with my nose and my tongue, cleaning up her hot cunt, tasting the remnants of her hot piss as she squealed and writhed almost falling off the seat as her passion overwhelmed her.
Sometimes these avid ministrations would make her almost come, and especially when I'd finger her asshole, just grazing it with my fingernail as my tongue leaped in and out of her juicy wet pussy. I would chew gently on her pussy lips, sucking in her flesh as she cried out for me to jab my finger up her asshole.
This particular night, this is precisely what I did. And I wasn't at all gentle. I didn't understand what was getting into me but I slid my finger deep up her asshole and then began to finger-fuck her pale puckered hole as I nibbled and sometimes chewed on her soft, tender flesh.
"Ohooooooooo, darling!... Ohoooooooo, yessssss... yes!" she cried out, almost spilling several times, my hands gripping her knees to steady her as I ran my tongue between the crack of her ass globes, then down slowly and tantalizingly to the open, pouting lips of her pussy. Beth was now moaning and groaning and writhing passionately, wanting desperately for her cunt to explode as I nursed her convulsing flesh.
But this night she didn't come. It was because she'd had a lot more to drink than she normally did.
I helped her down and she collapsed into my arms. "Darling, how about our having a nightcap together in the bedroom? I think I've got something special to tell you about."
She went into the kitchen after stripping naked and giving me her breasts to suck on for a minute. I had to wait for a while for my prick to subside before I could piss myself. I spent the time wondering if she would lie to me. What kind of a story would she tell?
Secretly I almost wished that she wouldn't tell me the truth of her experience with Dr. Brown. And the reason for this was the guilty feelings I had experienced while watching, having to admit to myself that for a reason I didn't understand, I had actually enjoyed watching her get fucked-impaled on that strange prick in mid-air.
And how I had thrilled to watching his semen squirt out of his throbbing prick as she held it in her hand. The sight of his thick, rich juice covering and flooding her fingers and the palm of her hand really had excited me-and how I had used that fantasy in my own orgasm.
If she were to tell me the whole truth of what had happened when they went to get the laboratory coat, then I would have to confess my own feelings, my own reactions to the scene. And I wondered if I had the courage to do this. Never before had a prick, other than my own, ever excited me the way Dr. Brown's thick tool had.
I joined Beth in the living room. She had made a small pitcher of our favorite rum punch. She sat on the couch-completely naked. Her naughty pussy was delicious to observe. Her cherry-tipped nipples were erect and, as she looked up as I entered, she was pinching one to make it harder.
"Sit down between my legs, darling," she said. She knew how much I liked doing this, being able to caress her toes and maybe raise one foot up to kiss her darling foot, maybe bending forward to brush my lips up her sleek smooth, milky-white thigh, or leaning up and nibbling on her breasts or squeezing them while I listened to her talk about the different things that had happened to her during the long day apart from me.
"I have something I just have to tell you, and I hope to God you'll understand me. I promised that I wouldn't say anything, but I can't bring myself to keep the truth from you," she added thoughtfully, crossing her legs and settling back, sipping from her drink while she continued to squeeze and pinch her left nipple.
"What is it, dear?"
"Well, and if this is going to hurt you too much, then I won't go on, but I don't know how I can live with you without being honest."
"Be honest then," I told her. I knew, now that she intended to tell me about Dr. Brown.
Which is just what she did, and with every detail, leaving out nothing, but adding a great deal of her own personal reactions. She kept waiting for disapproval, but I gave none. I was falling more and more in love with my wife as she went on to describe the wild, sensuous emotions she felt when his huge cock began to throb in her hand while she was jerking him off.
How she wanted, had wanted to suck his cock while it exploded... How she had wanted to bite his balls when they were hot in her mouth... How she felt when he blasted off, and how warm and sticky and how good his semen felt as it spit into her hand and coated her fingers.
"I wanted to suck him while he came in my mouth... You know, how I do you, but his sperm is old man's sperm and it's so much thicker and richer than yours is, darling, and it was hotter than yours and it had a different smell and even a different taste when I sucked him off after he came.
"You know, I wanted to lick my hands and my fingers clean, but I wondered what he would think of me if I did this. Oh, how I wanted to do that! But I didn't. I wiped my hand on a napkin and then I went down on his cock.
"I can't explain how excited I was. Really, my mouth was watering something awful and the feel of his slippery prick, so slimy from my cunt juices and his own sperm, sliding in and out of my mouth, was driving me crazy. I almost came, but I held it back. I don't know why I did that, but I was suddenly thinking of how you'd feel if you knew what I was doing. Oh, darling," she cried out, uncrossing her legs and taking my head with one hand and guiding it between her milky-white thighs until my mouth was pressed against her burning hot cunt.
I inserted my tongue between the darling lips of her moist pussy. I licked up and down. Then I concentrated on licking and nibbling on her clitoris as she put her glass down and began to squeeze and press her bare breasts together, pinching both nipples and then grinding her cunt up against my face, encouraging me to lick and suck her clitoris and pinch it with my teeth.
"Ohoooooo, darling!... Yesssssss... suck it!... Oh, go down... go down... give me head... ohoooooooo, yesssss, shit, damn!... Ohooooo, finger-fuck my asshole now! Yesss! NOW! Fuck my asshole while you suck me off... Offfffff. Yesss."
By now I was on my knees. Her ankles were resting on my shoulders. Her asshole was right in front of my eyes as I chewed on her cunt and bit her clitoris until she began to writhe in spasms-as her passion swept over her tormented body and her fuming cunt began to explode.
Beth was grinding and bumping against my mucous-covered face, urging me on and on to finger her asshole. I plunged two fingers deep up her moist, juicy hot cunt and then, with no warning whatever, stabbed both of them straight up her shivering asshole.
She leaped up and almost knocked me over backwards. "OH, MY GOD!... OH, MY GOD!!" she shouted and began to mash her breasts cruelly, squeezing and torturing them with her fingers, her head wagging from side to side as I felt her pussy burst and her clitoris begin to sort of flicker between my teeth.
"OHOOOOOOOOOOOO, don't stopppppp... darling!... Ohoooo, ohooooooo, eihiiiiiiii honey... Suck it... ! Suck me... ! Oh, please, consume me... Ohoooooo, my darling Here it IS!" And indeed it was.
CHAPTER FOUR
The subject of Dr. Beresford's scientific research and the title itself ("The Maintenance of Viscosity of Spermatozoa for Purposes of Clinical Artificial Insemination" staggered my imagination.
Beth wasn't to begin her new job with Dr. Beresford for yet another week, and during this interval I had several opportunities to talk with the man. I found him becoming more and more likeable and more and more scientifically interesting.
His general thesis concerned the controlled mobility of the sperm and he was forever experimenting with sterility cases, post-operative vasectomies and, in general, storage problems concerned with keeping human spermatozoa alive until it could be used to help a female conceive artificially under controlled clinical conditions.
One of Beth's more important tasks as his aide was to assist sperm donors to achieve ejaculation, and to collect the precious fluid in specially designed test tubes which would immediately be exposed and subjected to a vast number of laboratory tests.
Dr. Beresford observed me quietly as he explained this aspect of the job, his eyes seeking approval or the absence of it in my immediate reactions to imagining my wife jerking off, or helping to jerk off unknown strangers.
At first the image of Beth performing this deed amused me. Then I felt strange about it. Jealous is a better word. All those pricks, spurting and coming as she watched, collecting, fondling, perhaps stroking their balls, or tickling their thighs, or wearing special perfumes which would excite and rouse the donor's ardor so he would take little time in spewing out his life-creating juices into the glass tube.
But then, as Dr. Beresford went on, our sharing drinks in his especially appointed lab, I became more than merely interested in Beth's strange occupation. I felt a strange twinging in my groin and at once I sensed that my prick was hardening inside my Jockey shorts.
"Perhaps you might even be interested in contributing to the experiments yourself," Dr Beresford smiled over at me.
"You see," he went on to explain carefully, "none of the fluid, the sperm, will actually be used to fertilize a human female, but instead will be injected into white mice specially bred for this experiment. So, dear fellow," he said in his clipped British accent, "your dear wife needn't fret about your contributing more humans to the race."
During another conversation, the scientist explained that all the prospective donors were thoroughly examined both physically and psychologically; all were attractive men and many of them had healthy, excellent children from their natural wives. A large sum had been spent recruiting these individuals.
Secretly, I could well imagine Beth's reaction when she learned about the details of her new job. I even wondered if she could actually consent to being a party to it... but then, remembering the vivid description of her adventure with Dr. Brown's semen, I had few doubts.
And, incidentally, I might add that, since the party, Beth was spending more and more time jerking my prick off and swallowing my semen than she had ever before during our marriage, encouraging me to find some way to increase the volume of my thick spunk so she could savor it longer on her tongue. Or she wants to lick her fingers clean when my prick showered them with my sticky juices.
Then one night, following a final interview with Dr. Beresford, she flew into the apartment, her eyes wide with excitement. She was bursting at the seams wanting to tell me what the scientist had explained to her.
I had to smile softly as I listened to her excited chatter.
"Darling, I hardly believe it! It's absolutely fantastic. No one would ever believe me if I told them that I'm going to become a professional cock-jerkeroffer, now would they?"
I held her close. I undressed her. I kneeled down at her feet and slowly, reaching up under her skirt, took down her stockings. Then I slipped off her high heels. I tugged the silky sheer nylon hose from her petite toes. Then I licked her warm toes, using my tongue to tickle between them while she wobbled and braced herself by holding onto my shoulders.
I slipped her panties down to her ankles. Then I examined the crotch of the wispy things. The crotch was slimy wet from her pussy ooze. I kissed her firm thighs, wetting her soft flesh with my tongue. Then I licked the curly pussy hairs guarding her glorious cunt. She was moaning. "Oh, darling... your mouth feels heavenly... ! Ohooooo, darling, your tongue! Stick it up deep. Wiggle it around... oh, darling, round and round," she cried as I tasted her delicious juices and flickered my tongue over her burning clitoris.
"I'm so hot, darling. You should have seen me listening to Dr. Beresford when he was telling me how I might have to assist the pricks into coming... how I might have to tickle the men's balls... and how there'd be young boys in the group, too, and how I might have to shake the fear out of them because they're normally shy... and on and on... and I was getting hotter and hotter all the time.
"My little nipples and my cunt were pounding and I so wanted to play with myself, but I didn't. I kept crossing and uncrossing my legs. I kept biting the inside of my cheeks and I found myself staring openly at Dr. Beresford's prick under his pants and I was so hot that if I'd seen it even grow half an inch I would have fallen down on my knees and gobbled it up and sucked it until it shot off inside my mouth. Oh, darling, I was on fire," she was moaning as I turned her around. Raising her skirt up to her hips, Beth holding it, I slipped my tongue down the crease of her ass cheeks and spread her delicious globes wide apart to expose her asshole. I tongued it gently, then I speared two fingers up her cunt while I licked all over her bottom, drawing my tongue slowly and teasingly all over her thighs and up into her hairy cunt, then down her thighs to the inside of her knees, even lower until I was licking her ankles and then her toes-which she loved me to do.
"Oh, darling," she squealed, clutching her breasts, and then hurriedly opening up her blouse and slipping her brassiere up so her breasts were free for her hands and her fingers to manipulate them. I continued to suck and lick her as she wiggled her ass in my face.
"Will you fuck me now, sweetheart? Oh, my darling, will you fuck me while I stand up? Oh, honey, shove your cock up my cunt. I need it! I'm so hot and horny. I want to be fucked. FUCKED! Do you understand? Oh, my darling. Screw me... fuck my ass, too. Oh, darling, just think of all those fat long hard cocks and me sitting there or maybe kneeling, watching as they shoot off into the test tube and oh... darling, maybe one will miss and his come will jet out and maybe accidentally hit me... Ohooooooo, darling, fuck me now! NOW! darling, stick that thick cock up my cunt-now! Darling... I want it so bad. So bad... you'll never know how much!"
While I was fucking her from behind, Beth wiggling as my prick surged in and out of her juicy cunt, she kept moaning and bucking back and arching her back while she squeezed her breasts, moaning, groaning and crying out: "Oh, darling, harder... more of it... in deeper... Ohooooooo, hurt me... fuck my cunt... oh, darling, just think... all that delicious hot come right before my eyes... all those pricks blasting off... oh, darling, fuck my cunt... fuck me to death... all that come... Oh, darling, why am I so in love with thick come? Tell me. Ohooooooo, darling. I'm... I'M COMING... I'm commmmmmmmmmming... I eieeeeeeee... "
I shot a huge load of hot come up her cunt. Beth squirmed and cried out with each burst. I pumped and pumped, Beth squirming and twisting on my cock as I held her to keep her from falling.
When it was all over she sat down on the couch and sighed with the great release. Then she raised her legs and spread them wide apart. She cupped her hand under her saucy cunt and sighed as she waited for my hot thick sperm to gradually ooze out of her bleating pussy, her eyes soft with love as she watched my prick still hanging from my trousers, still slimy and glistening with her horny juices.
"Let me suck on it now, darling. There might be a drop or whatever left inside that wonderful pipe of yours," she sighed.
I moved close and she took my prick deep into her hot mouth. I could feel and see her tongue washing it. Her free hand was now squeezing my balls in exactly the same manner I had seen her squeeze Dr. Brown's balls after he had come into her teasing palm.
"Oh, darling," she mumbled. "This is fun. This is the good life we're always talking about," she said, her mouth full, her lips caressing and then her mouth swallowing and sucking at the same time.
She took her mouth away. "Oh, now. Now, darling. All your delicious spunk is slipping down out of my cunt. See it?" she asked, holding out her hand. Truly and surely I saw several gobs of my sperm collected in the palm of her hand.
"I want to catch all of it," she said and returned her hand, returning her mouth to my prick and sucking nosily on my tool as her other fingers continued to pinch and milk my balls.
"Oh, honey, I just love the taste of your prick after it's been deep up my pussy. I love your taste. I could live by smelling your odors, too. How much I love you, you'll never know."
Then she lowered one leg and took her hand away from her hairy pussy.
She held it out to me. It was covered with globs of my sperm. She smelled it. "Smells wonderful," she observed. Then she stuck out her tongue and licked one spot of it, smiling up at me, her eyes wondrously soft and appealing.
Then she dabbed with the index finger of her other hand and painted the rosy top of my prick with some of my own ooze. She bent her head down and, sticking out her pretty pink tongue, began to lick up the ooze. She did this time and time again, finally rubbing her come-covered palm all over my prick and my balls, finally slipping off the couch and falling down on her knees to lick my prick and balls clean from the application of come. Then she stood up.
"That was wonderful, darling. So goddamned wonderful. I love you with all my heart." She kissed me on my lips then and I pressed her toward me, thrusting my tongue deep inside her mouth. I now could taste my own come. And it surprised me! I mean the taste.
During the balance of that evening I told Beth all about my wild fantasies while watching her with Dr. Brown, how come was beginning to excite me just as it was arousing her. She sympathized with me and in bed she held me close, throwing her long legs over my own while her fingers caught my balls and her fingernails scratched them gently.
"Darling," she purred, almost asleep, "one of these days soon I'm going to ask you to do me something very sexy. I want me to think about you thinking about it, okay?"
"What is that?" I asked sleepily, having no idea.
"I want you to come deep into me and then I want to sit on your face, facing you and watch you lick up your own come when it slides out of my pussy... "
CHAPTER FIVE
The precise working details of my wife's crazy job in Dr. Beresford's office-laboratory, were as follows: Three or four donors were scheduled for every day. There were two back-up donors in the event one of the scheduled men failed to appear. The first donor, Richard C-, was a tall young man. He was strong and healthy and exceedingly good-looking. Beth thought that he could have easily been a movie star when she first saw him.
She told me the exciting story: "Well, Richard wasn't due until noon. That's when I've finished all the paper work, you know, checking that the scheduled donor hasn't had any recent diseases or the flu or things like that. I also had to ask him about the last time he fucked and this made both of us laugh. He told me that it seemed to him that it had been weeks since he'd been laid. Richard wasn't married. He had a girl friend, he told me, but she was in Europe and the poor guy was all alone. I actually felt sorry for him.
"So, after answering all the questions and submitting to a physical examination by Dr. Turner, the man assigned to us for this purpose only, Richard came into the examining room still wearing his hospital robe, and he sat down on the chair he had selected to jerk off on. It's amazing, darling, but we have a couch, a bed, and several chairs, and believe it or not, even a toilet seat inside a closet where the donor can jerk his prick off without anyone seeing it.
"Well, I got to tell you the truth, right? This Richard really got me all shook up. I mean it, darling, and I hope you don't get too jealous. I can tell you that the others weren't the same. But Richard really got to me; my cunt was hurting and itching just watching him open the robe.
"Already his prick-and wow, what a prick-was hard. It was monstrous! So long and so fat and thick and so meaty, I really went for it. I loved looking at it. He wasn't at all embarrassed either as he curled his fist around the thick staff and fiddled with it for a long second, his eyes staring down at it as if he'd just seen his huge cock for the first time. He laughed and told me he wasn't too used to masturbating, and then he winked. I smiled back at him and kept my distance as Dr. Beresford had told me to do-if the donor didn't want me to come closer or to exhibit myself in some little way. I was dying to exhibit myself, if you know what I mean.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you how I was dressed. This'll shake you up, darling. I wore a shorty lab coat which Dr. Beresford selected. Only it wasn't white. It was pale pink and it came to about three inches above my knees. The psychiatric nurses wear these. But it was about two sizes too small for me and it hugged my breasts like gloves and also my hips. It clung to my thighs and it was so tight at the bottom I had to take small steps so I wouldn't rip it open at the buttons.
"Richard commented on it. He told me I looked very sexy and he liked it. My hair was down on my shoulders and I had three buttons unbuttoned and you... I mean he could-Richard that is-he could see my curves, and I knew he liked what he saw.
"I sat down on the couch, not too close to him on the chair. He kept staring at his long prick which was terribly hard now and loving the attention his fingers and the palm of his hand were giving to it. He also teased and picked at his balls for a moment and then he looked up at me and smiled.
"'You don't mind if I look at you from time to time?' he asked.
"'Of course not, Richard, that's what I'm here for. Didn't you know that?' "'A good idea,' he said and smiled.
"'Do you want me to tease you a little? I asked. Dr. Beresford told me that the sooner the men masturbated and the sooner they came into the test tube which I kept ready in a sterilized heating pad, the better the specimen would be. This was one more of the reasons the technician (imagine me being a medical technician) had to be a female.
"Richard said he'd appreciate it if I would tease him, and God knows, you know how damn good I am at that, don't you? Well, I began to caress my breasts, running my hands over my globes, then teasing my nipples with my fingers, then cupping my breasts through the material of the pink lab coat. I could feel my little nipples beginning to stand up straight and I flicked at them with my fingers.
"Richard smiled at me and I stared, following the rhythm of his hand on his prick, his fingers jerking it gently, sliding up and down, up and down the thick, long, and hot shaft. One hand played with his heavy balls and I found just the sight of them arousing me. His balls were very, very hairy and very rugged, but then they were smooth at the same time. He was sitting forward on the chair and his balls hung down between his thick thighs. God, was he a hairy guy! His chest was coated with thick brown hairs, and you know how much I love that, don't you?
"'You're doing all right, Richard,' I told him, wanting to sit closer to him. I've never really watched a strange man jerk off his prick and it was exciting me. I could feel my pussy creaming up. My clitoris was getting tight and funny-like and this meant only one thing, that I needed to jerk off myself, but how could I do it, I mean, in front of a donor?
"Soon Richard began to breathe heavily. His chest was expanding, his eyes closing and opening as his fist worked up and down, up and down on his cock. Now and then he would play with his balls. When some of his juices began to leak out of the head of his cock, the sight of it thrilled me. He wiped the juice on his thigh and then returned to jerking off more and more vigorously. Sometimes he would moan and then groan as his fist increased his pleasure.
"All the time he stared at me as I played with my breasts. I slowly opened the buttons down to my waist. Then I reached in with one hand and began to cuddle my left breast. I could see how avidly he was watching so I took out my bare breast and began to cup and massage it. I pinched my nipple. Then I tugged on it, pulling the flesh of my breast way up, you know what I mean?
"Oh, did this excite him. He was grunting and his eyes were wide. There was a wild look in his eyes and he was licking his lips and chewing on his lower lips as I opened my lab coat all the way and now both my breasts were naked in front of his hungry eyes.
"I asked if what I was doing pleased him, and he sighed deeply, working his hand faster and faster as I began to worry about how long it would take him to come. I knew that as soon as he did, and as soon as I delivered the specimen to Dr. Beresford, that I would have to race to the ladies' room and jerk myself off, that's how hot I was. My cunt was really leaking and I was glad that I was wearing my panties for a change. Otherwise, my thighs would have been soaked with my hot juice and I would have stained the lab coat, that's how much my pussy was leaking.
"I heard myself asking Richard if he wanted to look up my skirt. He seemed off in a fog, but he did nod and then he stuttered that he did, that maybe he'd come sooner.
"'Oh, I'd love to be fucking you,' Richard sighed, pulling harder on his cock, his staring eyes caressing my naked breasts and then glancing down slowly as I raised up the tight lab coat all the way up to my waist. How he reacted when he saw my moist panties, the crotch dark with my creamy juices.
"'You're hot, too, aren't you?' "'Oh, God, yes,' I answered.
"'I wish I could fuck you.' "'But you can't. You know that.' "'I know it but, oh lord, please take your panties down so I can see that pussy, okay? I need to see it so bad,' he was muttering, pulling and jerking off and ready to come at any moment.
"I can't tell you how hard it was for me not to go closer to him. I kept holding back. I wanted to play with my cunt in the worst way then he looked up at me.
"'Would you play with your pussy?' he asked.
"I could have died. I dipped my hand down inside my sopping wet panties and God, I was dripping from my cunt. I don't remember when I'd been as wet as that. My pussy hairs were drenched and when I poked my index finger up into my cunt, it was like a puddle of hot sticky juice.
"And darling, would you believe me when I tell you that even my asshole was itching. It was all sweaty and I felt like my cunt was on fire as I watched him straining and wanting to come in the worst way. His eyes were glassy now as he watched me stroke my clitoris. I slipped my wet panties down to my ankles and then I spread open my knees so he could see what my fingers and my palm were doing to my hot cunt.
"Oh, I'd love to fuck that cunt of yours," he exclaimed, clutching his balls and jerking off like mad as I began to move my fingers in and out of my cunt, rubbing it as he stared, his eyes almost popping out of his head when I slipped off my panties and raised up my knees, letting them fall wide open so he could see everything.
"'Oh, I'd love to fuck and suck that juicy pussy. It's so beautiful,' he cried out and then, he screamed that he was going to come.
"I leaped up and raced across to him, holding the test tube which I'd removed from the heating pad. I posed it over his cock. Then I gripped hold of his cock with my left hand as Dr. Beresford had instructed me, and pop, boom BOOM!... Richard shot his load and I couldn't believe it as I watched his prick spurting all that lovely white sticky hot baby juice into the test tube.
"And God, Richard kept coming... He kept coming. The test tube was almost half full. And he still kept coming. He was moaning, his head thrown back. One hand was squeezing his balls. I still held onto the burning hot shaft of his beautiful prick, steering it, you know, guiding it so we wouldn't lose a drop of his precious junk.
"Then I watched the prick as it shot its last drops. It looked strange and so handsome to me. How I wanted to taste his semen, but I held back. I felt I had to suck his cock and I don't know what got into me, but after I had topped the test tube with the glass stopper and put it back right away into the heating pad, I bent my head down and brushed my lips over his darling cock. Oh, it was still hot!
"I jumped back when Richard flinched. I apologized for not being too professional. He laughed. Then I told him-a lie-that he was the first man I'd ever seen masturbate. He laughed and told me that he was free every night of the week and if I had nothing to do, he would jerk off for me anytime I wanted.
"Well, darling, that's the story of Richard."
Well, dear reader, that's by far the least exciting of the stories Beth was to tell me when she got home from work each evening, but it was the first, and I hope that it gives you some idea of what happened in the laboratory where they tested spermatozoa.
That first night we fucked and sucked each other until we were both completely exhausted. And the end of the session was probably the most interesting. Beth insisted I sit on a chair and she sat down on the floor in front of me.
We jerked off together, staring at the other's hand. Then when I was about to come, Beth closed her pretty mouth over the throbbing head of my staff and sucked me dry, her cheeks billowing out and Beth almost gagging as I pumped my oily juices down her throat.
CHAPTER SIX
Some of my wife's donors weren't as easy comers as Richard. Many were indeed quite difficult and some took almost two hours to experience ejaculation, Beth doing all she could, aiding in every way except fucking them to encourage them to shoot off into the heated test tube.
While we were lying in bed one night during her second week with Dr. Beresford, she told me this story: I won't attempt to remember her exact words and quote her. I'll just paraphrase her remarks. If you keep in mind that I was fucking her during the recounting, it might aid in the understanding of what I felt happening to me.
We'll call the guy Jim. I don't really remember his name. There were so many donors during the six weeks and some of them were repeaters. Jim was one of these.
Before registering for the experiments, Jim had a remarkable record. In five years he had had five sets of twins-by three different wives. He was a wild screenwriter who lived in Hollywood where they change wives more often than they change their underwear.
Jim was extraordinarily good-looking and powerful. He had thick, hairy thighs, and his prick was a weapon designed to punish women.
The preliminary examination of the chromosomal balance of his semen revealed that the man was a natural born "twinner" and Dr. Beresford found this fascinating. The first event is the one I will describe now.
Incidentally, the sets of twins born to Jim's wives were all female, and the genetic structure of his fluid was phenomenal in medical science.
So much for the clinical factors.
He came in for this first appointment a bit early and Beth had a chance to talk at length with him. He was a braggart and somewhat boring about his exploits with women and his capacity to create not one but two children at one fucking...
Beth was instantly attracted to him, and especially to his huge prick. He was proud of the length and the magnificent thickness of his tool. Beth said it measured about eight and one half inches and the circumference was about three inches. It was a splendid fucking weapon!
But one of Jim's psychological troubles was that he could not masturbate. This presented a problem. Jim insisted that the only way he could come was inside a woman's hot cunt, and that was that. If the British doctor wanted a sample of his remarkable sperm, then he would have to arrange to catch it just before he blasted off into the hot cunt of his fucking partner. That was that!
Dr. Beresford didn't object, except to tell Beth that she had to be present whether the donor liked it or not, and further, that just before Jim's orgasm was beginning she had to sterilize his prick with a special solution, so that the sperm collected wouldn't be contaminated by the juices from the woman's pussy.
The details were all worked out in the presence of Dr. Beresford, and the arrangement were made. A young girl was to be obtained for the session and it was Beth's job to interview several of the young student nurses who had been invited to participate in the experiment.
This may sound incredible or even improbable, but in the interests of medical science, many strange things do take place. Needless to say, the advertisement for a young, pretty, and sexy student nurse who was taking the pill wasn't broadcast to the seven winds, but was peddled confidentially around the School of Nursing.
The applicant Beth decided upon was a young blonde Swedish girl named Djin Carlson. Djin was about nineteen, and luscious. Her breasts ideally constructed, soft and firm. Her nipples were strawberry-colored as was her pussy hair. She had beautiful buttocks, a dimple in each moon globe. Her hair was soft and very long and it flowed over her soft, white shoulders.
Djin was also very intelligent and she and Beth got along together immediately. Djin was really excited by the experiment. She was being paid handsomely, to be sure, but that wasn't what really aroused her. The one-way mirror through which all the applicants peered to examine the 'fucker-donor' presented her with a sight she couldn't believe.
"God," Djin had told Beth, "he's like a Greek God, isn't he?"
"That he is," Beth agreed. She told me that she would have loved, really loved to have fucked Jim herself, but it would have been out of order. Dr. Beresford was certain that Beth was truly faithful to me-as she was in "our fashion" if you know what I mean.
A special room was secured for the experiment. Dr. Beresford had it rented through the hospital. Naturally it was a hotel room, but then it was also a suite. Jim didn't want Beth to be around until the last moment, when he said that he would call out to her, and she should enter with the heated test tube to collect the semen.
Beth took Djin to the hotel room about noon the day Jim was to donate his precious, twinning semen to medical science. The girls had lunch together and got along famously.
They ordered drinks and lunch from Room Service and after they finished eating they began to talk. Djin was very anxious to get laid. Her boy friend had deserted her for another girl and she had been heartbroken.
"The bastard," Djin was saying as she relaxed on the double bed. "That dumb bastard didn't want me to be a nurse. That was all there was to it. Isn't that pretty stupid? I think it is."
"I agree," Beth had answered her.
Djin was wearing a tight skirt and a sweater. Beth could see that she was naked under it. This pleased my wife and as she told me, she felt a strange, almost weird excitement overwhelming her as she saw her lovely breasts concealed by the sweater. Beth had, before this event, never enjoyed a physical experience with another girl. This was to be her first, and she couldn't believe the desire flowing through her hot blood as she watched eagerly whenever Djin's skirt slipped to expose her white thighs.
"I feel sort of funny waiting for a man like this, even if it is Jim and I've actually seen him through the one-way mirror," Djin said.
"You feel like a whore, maybe?"
"Sort of," Djin mused. She sat up and her hand idly fondled her breast. Her nipple became erect.
"But I am excited, really I am," she cried. "See, my nipple is already hard."
"And how's your pussy?" Beth had laughed, feeling her own becoming hotter as she thought of the sounds she would soon be hearing while the Adonis Jim fucked the pretty young nurse.
"It's wet."
"Really?"
"Really." Beth wanted to close her eyes when she saw Djin raise up her skirt and caress her naked pussy, the curly blonde hair protecting the petal-soft lips of her luscious, succulent cunt, a teasing and tantalizing sight to my wife's eyes.
"You've a very pretty body," said Beth.
"Want to see me all naked?" Djin laughed. "I guess I may as well get all undressed. How soon he coming?" she asked.
"About half an hour from now," Beth answered, her breathing increasing, her pussy beginning to leak mysteriously as she watched Djin take off the sweater and then let her skirt fall to her feet. Stepping out of it, completely naked, her luscious breasts bobbed excitingly and her lovely, blonde-haired crotch was really provocative.
"You're really very pretty," said Beth. Djin spun around on her bare feet. She had a lovely bottom. Her buttocks were moulded by the gods. Her long, slim legs were ideally constructed and so were her feet. Her feet and her dainty toes were the equal of Beth's.
"I'll bet you are too," Djin grinned.
"Want to see?" Beth teased.
"Oh, I'd love it. I really would, Beth, darling, I'd love to see you naked." She paused. "You know, it may sound strange to you, but I've never been really relaxed naked in front of another girl. I'd love to try it," she said slowly, a tiny flame lighting up her pretty eyes.
"Neither have I really," Beth said. She slipped down her skirt and then took off her blouse.
"Oh, Beth, your breasts are lovely, so beautiful," Djin exclaimed, wanting to touch them, to feel the milky-white flesh. How pretty her nipples were, already erect and so pink and stiff.
"I've just got to kiss them for you, Beth," Djin murmured and, suiting action to words, she embraced her new half-naked friend, brushing her smooth cheeks over Beth's naked breasts, allowing her open lips to slowly caress the lovely, exciting nipples which seemed to stiffen appreciatively as Djin's pink tongue moistened the proud buds.
"I like what you're doing," Beth moaned, holding Djin's head with both hands, feeling one ecstasy after another swim through her trembling body, feeling her breasts sting and her nipples tingle when Djin licked around them, then nibbled on one or the other gently at first, then more cruelly, but not enough to pain Beth, just enough to really arouse and excite her. Already she could feel her tight pussy beginning to cream and she dared to stick down her hand and stroke her crotch. Sure enough, she could feel the crotch of her panties getting damper and damper as Djin continued to caress and massage her lovely bare globes.
"Oh, I love doing this," Djin squealed and it was true. Beth could see Djin's swollen breasts throbbing as the younger girl licked all over her smooth, velvety flesh, her tongue laving and wetting her breasts, especially the deep mysterious valley between.
Beth reached out her hands and cupped Djin's swaying breasts. She massaged and cupped them and then she squeezed and mashed them together, now and then jerking on Djin's nipples, tugging out her flesh as the younger girl sucked vigorously on first one nipple and then the other.
"Oh, this is heavenly, it really is!" Beth cried when Djin began to rub her face all over her saliva-coated breasts, now spitting and then rubbing the wet spit all over, sometimes using one hand, other times using her nose until at last Beth's breasts were literally slippery with Djin's wet saliva.
"Oh, darling... ohoooo, let's sit down, please," Beth cried. "I'm getting so hot in my pussy, I need to sit down. Look! See how wet my panties are already," she asked, grinning and guiding Djin's free hand down between her thighs, forcing Djin's fingers to feel the damp, almost sopping-wet crotch of her tight, crotch-hugging cotton panties.
"You're right! You're soaking wet!" Djin exclaimed. Then she felt up her own hairy pussy. "And so am I. Oh, am I! Feel my pussy," Djin exclaimed.
Beth did just that and as her own fingers touched her moist, tender lips of Djin's hairy pussy, Djin's fingers sought entrance between the petal-soft lips of Beth's darling, perfumed hole.
Now both girls, sitting on the edge of the bed, were actively fingering each other's pussy. They were also kissing the other's mouth, two tongues jamming in sweetly, Beth sucking wholly on Djin's tongue and then licking all over her face and her open mouth.
Beth's fingers were driving dramatically into Djin's pussy, the liquid, slurping noises music to both girls' ears as Djin moaned and grunted, finally falling on her back and spreading her legs wide.
"Beth," she panted, her breath coming faster and faster, "Beth... ohoooooo, darling... would you? Would you do it?... I read about it once... oh, darling, would you please?... Could you?" she stuttered, her eyes now closed firmly. "Could you fuck me? I mean with your tongue, darling... "
CHAPTER SEVEN
During the time it took my darling Beth to tell me this part of her story and the details of what had happened so intimately between she and Djin, my poor prick was raw from jerking off. The head of my tool was a rosy, blushing red and I felt really intense pains in my balls. My prostate was throbbing and feeling pinched each time I came-and I came three times.
I will describe these three orgasms because they might interest you.
The first time-while, I was imagining Beth's panties hugging her crotch, sopping-wet and juice-covered, as Djin poked her fingers around the edges and up into her hungry, dripping pussy-I came into my open palm because Beth had insisted that she wanted to watch this and then she wanted to suck up my jism from my hand. She did just that. Then with what remained she asked me to smear it over her little toes, then kneel down and lick my own come up from her toes. This made her giggle and grin and the same time; her foot raised up and her fingers dug into her cunt rhythmically as her other hand squeezed and tickled her nipples.
"Oh, darling, it's wonderful to watch the expression on your face when you're jerking off. I love them. I like what your eyes do and how you wag your tongue," she cried out as I licked up her ankles and then buried my face between her musky thighs, licking her slippery fingers as she pulled them out of her hot pussy, tasting her aromatic juices and then sucking the flowing juices right out of her cunt.
"Yes... suck me off... suck me off, darling," Beth moaned as she raised up her legs and held back her knees, offering me her pouting asshole, begging me with tight lips to chew on her clitoris, which I did. Then sliding back down I nibbled on her cute little asshole while she writhed and twisted, encouraging me to stab her asshole with my tongue and spear my fingers up her cunt at the same time.
"Darling," Beth said suddenly, standing up and facing me, her gorgeous breasts jiggling and exciting me, her reddened flesh from her fingers having scratched them, giving her delicious globes the appearance of having been really man-handled. "Darling, I want you to lick me all over from the back. I want you to lick the insides of my thighs. Then I want to feel your tongue crawling up over my hairy pussy and then I want to feel it teasing my asshole."
She kneeled in front of me, facing my prick. "Oh, darling, there's still a drop or two coming out of the eye," she shouted happily. She cupped her right breast with one hand and then she rubbed her erect nipple over my open eye, the tip of her nipple getting wet from the last remaining droplets of come still oozing from my prick.
"This is fun," she exclaimed. The she asked me to kneel down and face her. I did.
"Now lick your come off my nipple, darling."
As I did this, Beth threw back her head and giggled. "Oh, how that tickles and how I love the idea of your tasting your own come, darling. This is really very, very sexy," she exclaimed, now kissing my lips and trying desperately to catch a taste of my come.
Well, that was the first orgasm. Following it, I sat once more on the floor. This was after I had licked and chewed on her pussy and her asshole as she stuck three fingers up her cunt and masturbated, while her other hand gripped and tickled and squeezed her clitoris. Her orgasm was violent and her screams and squeals were loud and exciting; her jiggling breasts swaying and leapt and jumped as her hips bucked back and forth on my tongue and her spread-open asshole received the ministrations of my fingers and my tongue.
Then she asked me to lie on my back and she sat right down on my face, her wet-burning hot pussy hairs covering my face, her moist juices stuffed up my nose as she wiggled and squirmed her open pussy all over my face, howling with glee and then grunting when I was able to bite her pussy lips.
"Oh, darling, I'm fucking your face. I'm fucking your tongue. Darling, I'm fucking your nose with my little pussy." She squealed out from moment to moment but finally had enough and fell back on top of me. I lay there silently, gazing with rapture at her voluptuous cunt, the sticky hairs and the pretty lavender-colored lips of her pussy, the shining juice covering the tiny, curly hairs.
The second orgasm that evening came after another installment of the story of Djin in the hotel room before Jim, the sperm-donor appeared.
Still wearing her mushy panties, the crotch now buried deep between the crack of her ass and her pussy lips, Beth fell to her knees close to the bed.
Djin was moaning and twisting and squirming and crying out for Beth to fuck her pussy with her tongue. Beth had never done that before. She rather liked the idea of performing this way, and we'd even discussed it once-getting a young girl with a hot pussy for Beth to suck, but we'd just never gotten around to finding such a girl.
Beth began to rub her face over Djin's downy-soft belly, not licking yet but just teasing her. Using both hands and fingers to stroke and fondle Djin's full, rounded breasts, Beth now stuck out her tongue and began to draw lazy circles leading down to the top of Djin's marvelous triangle of pussy hair, her tongue teasing and licking with fast and then slow strokes over the flesh of Djin's inner thighs.
"Oh, Beth, do it. Do it for me. You're driving me out of my mind. Oh, darling, yesssss, stick your tongue in. My pussy's on fire. I'm burning up," she was squealing as Beth continued to caress her breasts, fondling them, nicking her nipples and then pinching them and poking both with her sharp fingernails as Djin writhed and begged Beth to go down on her bleating, pouting pussy.
"Oh, Beth, do it for me. Do it, ohoooooo, do it to my pussy, darling. It's so hungry for your sweet tongue. I want your tongue, darling, not your fingers... I want that beautiful sucking tongue to stick up into me."
It was here that Beth raised up both of Djin's long, slim legs. She kissed the soles of her feet, then she licked between her pretty, polished toes. Her own cunt was swollen more than ever now as she prepared to invade Djin's pussy with her tongue.
Delicately Beth pried open Djin's slippery pussy lips. She rubbed her nose all over the slimy, succulent flesh as Djin quivered and her muscles contracted, waiting for the penetration of Beth's tongue.
"Oh, darling Beth, please... pleasssssseeee stick in your tongue. I'm going mad, out of my mind!"
Beth said nothing as she continued to tease and tempt Djin with the tip of her tongue as it began to squirm all over the outer edges of the swollen, ripe pussy, Beth catching the pussy hair in her teeth and tugging on it. Then, back up to lick Djin's soft belly, not yet wanting to consummate the act because she was enjoying Djin's anticipation, enjoying the way Djin was squirming and writhing on the bed. She was interested in the small puddle of Djin's juices which was forming on the bedspread and also leaked out of her pussy lips to flow or ooze into her pouting asshole.
Djin's pale pink asshole fascinated Beth and she began at first to stab her tongue into the hole gently, watching as the muscles contracted and then expanded as her tongue washed over it time and time again.
"Darling, Beth. Please... PLEASE, now... Oh, darling, now... Suck! FUCK MY CUNT!" she screamed.
Then suddenly Beth began to lick. She stuck her tongue out all the way, as far as it could go and plunged it deep up Djin's pussy, swirling it round and round, jabbing and piercing and stabbing and spearing it in and around and then out.
She chewed on Djin's pussy lips. She swallowed the velvet flesh into her mouth, sucking furiously on the slippery flesh as Djin squirmed and cried out, her back arched, her hands now squeezing and mashing her own breasts as Beth sucked and licked and bit her deliciously suckable pussy.
And it was while Beth was describing how violently Djin came that I came too, my stuff gushing up my thick, pounding staff almost before I knew it. I yelled out and Beth quickly grabbed my slippery cock. She aimed it at her breasts as the first jets of hot sticky come flew out of the churning staff.
Then she moved quickly. She raised up one arm and guided my spewing prick into her hairy armpit and after several bursts she again aimed my prick toward her breasts and, catching it between them, began to milk my prick dry, my come still leaking out and one glob shooting up to her chin.
She made me squat over her face so she could take my hanging balls into her mouth, my prick still dribbling hot thick come which was now falling down onto her forehead and her lips, on her nose as she cuddled and sucked my balls in her mouth, her hand jerking my prick madly, her other hand buried up her own cunt as she writhed and moaned until her own orgasm rocked her to her very depths.
This time my chore was to lick and suck up every drop of my own come. When my lips were covered with my own juices, still warm and sticky, Beth would use her sizzling tongue to lick my lips clean, swallowing the delicious, tasty juices. She made me lick under her perspiring, come-coated and very hairy armpits; my tongue tickled her and she squealed with delight, telling me over and over again how she liked the idea of sperm more and more.
Then I had to tongue-clean her breasts and it was heavenly for her as she sat up, recurring on her elbows as she watched me lick and suck up and down her silky breasts.
Once again, when I had finished, Beth sat on her naked bottom on the floor and I faced her while she licked my prick and balls, tantalizing my prick into semi-hardness so soon after coming. Her tongue and lips and the warmth of her mouth on my balls, the heat of her fingers as they caressed and stroked my prick and guided it in and out of her mouth-these were experiences I'll always remember.
My third orgasm brought on by the accounting of Beth and Djin sucking each other's cunts and breasts and even finger-fucking each other's assholes, came at the dinner table.
We had finished eating and were drinking cordials; we were both naked. Beth wanted me to sit up on the table and face her in the chair. This brought my prick to a level with her face. She asked me to keep masturbating while she told me the story.
Strangely enough my last orgasm was the most powerful, the most violent, my prick pounding and my balls trembling as I jerked off right into my wife's open mouth, laying my come right on her tongue and shooting wildly as she gulped and swallowed all of it, not once closing her lips around the bleating staff.
I just couldn't believe the amount of come I had left in my balls. It seemed that I'd already shot a whole ounce of white hot stuff when I felt another spasm heave down into my balls and again I pumped my hot thick juice down my wife's throat.
"Gawd!" Beth cried out when my prick was finished. "That was wild, oh WOW!" she exclaimed, licking her lips and looking up at me tenderly with her sweet, loving eyes.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Because of the scientific importance of Jim's "twinning" semen, Beth's other previously scheduled donors for the day had been postponed on Dr. Beresford's orders. This meant simply that there was no hurry. Beth could take her time. So could Jim and the pretty nurse, Djin.
In case Jim were to have two ejaculations, Beth was prepared with two test tubes and two heating bags to keep the ejaculation fresh-till she could rush back to the laboratory and tuck it into the reductive refrigerator.
Following the riotous, pussy-aching experience with Djin, both my wife and she showered, sudsing the other's lively bodies, tantalizing the other's still gaping, dewy cunts, both girls' open mounds receiving intimate attention from the washing to the rinsing to the drying.
"Oh, that was really hot fun, wasn't it?" Beth cried out as she stood with her legs spread wide apart while Djin, down on her knees, tenderly and gently dried her sensitive but almost raw pussy lips. Djin had sucked Beth's pussy like a woman gone mad.
"I loved when we took turns sitting on each other's faces," Djin grinned, now kissing Beth's soft belly as she dried it with the thick towel.
"And I adored you when you fingered my asshole, oh, so much, you'll never know, darling," Beth told the young, pretty nurse. "I'll always like that," she added as Djin made her spin around so she could dry between the crack of her ass cheeks.
Djin spread Beth's bottom wide and snaked in her tongue for a brief second, and this made Beth tremble and feel horny all over again.
"Oh, darling, you'd better not do that," she giggled, "you know that the donor's coming soon and I don't want you to get me all sexed up while I have to sit by myself in that other room while you're getting fucked by such an Adonis."
"You can always jerk off, darling," said Djin getting dressed.
"Yes, I suppose I could, but do me a favor, darling," Beth had asked. "If it's going to take forever, let me know, huh?"
"You know I've not been laid in a long time, Beth," said Djin, "but I'll try to hurry it along. Do you think he'll want to go twice? I mean come twice?"
"Dr. Beresford would like that, I think. He'd like to have two samples he told me."
The girls, both now fully dressed except for their shoes, sat in the living room of the hotel suite waiting for Jim to appear. They drank leisurely from their glasses, discussing their childhoods, their first sexual experiences and especially-Beth's husband. That's me. My name is Tom.
"I've just got to meet him. He sounds great, out-of-sight!" Djin laughed after Beth had told her about our new fascination with orgasmic juice.
"You know," Djin went on, "I've gotta admit the stuffs always interested me too. One boy I know used to drink his own stuff. Then there was another, a guy I used to go out with who rode horses bareback and he loved to shoot all over the horse's back when he was galloping down the wood trails."
"That sounds wild," Beth had answered.
"Christ, it was-really wild," said Djin. "Another thing he'd do, and just with me, was come all over my summer sandals and then lick them while I was wearing them. Christ, he really enjoyed that and his prick would never go down. I'd suck him just after he came and I loved the taste. He was the first prick that I ever sucked after it shot off."
A knock on the door signaled the arrival of Jim. I believe that I've already mentioned that Jim's psychological testing revealed that he had a definite personality problem, but it's not really necessary to develop this theme any further except to say that Beth handled him well, as did Djin. As you will see.
As Beth tells it, Jim was fascinated with Djin's young, frothy beauty. She was a real blonde doll, no mistake about that. A really sexy bitch too. And secretly she was really looking forward to a good solid fucking after her intimate experiences with sucking and licking Beth's pussy as my wife did the same to her. There is actually no substitute for a rock-hard, thick hot pumping prick buried deep up a tight, dewy pussy.
And Djin knew this all too well.
Beth made a fresh drink for Djin and one for Jim.
"Well," Jim said, appraising the pretty young blonde nurse who was sitting coquettishly on the couch, her feet bare and resting on a hassock close by.
"Yes," Beth answered his unasked question. "This is Djin and she's part of our experiment," she spoke with a professional tone.
"Anything for medical science," Jim laughed. Djin liked him almost immediately. He was friendly. He was well-dressed, expensively so, she noticed. He was a very good-looking man and strong-with huge chest muscles and strong thighs that were revealed under his tight-fitting trousers. Djin could also see the outline of his prick in repose and she caught her breath.
So did Beth. The girls winked at each other and Djin licked her lips teasingly. When Beth explained the rather simple procedure, that is, that when Jim was about to ejaculate, he was to call out seconds before the explosion and Beth would enter from the other room with the tube and attach it to his bursting penis, to collect the spermatozoa. That was all there was to it. "Simple, no?" she asked.
Jim laughed and agreed that it was simple indeed. "But," he wanted to know, "why is it necessary for you to hide in the other room. Wouldn't you rather watch?" he laughed. "Maybe you could learn something," he said, his ego almost offending both girls.
"Well," Beth had paused, "maybe I could, but I've got a powerful husband and he's no squirt when it comes to sexual intercourse," she said.
"Well, neither am I," said Jim. He stood defensively and started to take off his shirt. He turned to Djin. "Well, honey, how about it? How about getting stripped?"
Djin knew right away that there wasn't going to be any romance in the experiment, and secretly she had been looking forward to more than a machine fuck. She was visibly disappointed, but she said nothing. Averting her eyes, she slipped off her blouse.
"Christ, what big knockers!" Jim exclaimed, eyeing her bountiful, voluptuous breasts with the cherry-tipped nipples.
"They are lovely, aren't they?" Beth observed. She felt a series of violent pangs deep up inside her moist cunt. She felt her body trembling and her nipples stinging as she watched Djin drop her mini-skirt down to her ankles and step out of it. Now the young blonde nurse was stark naked.
"Holy Christ," Jim exhaled at the sight of her pussy mound and her delightful pussy hair guarding what looked to be a precious deep hole of joy. Djin responded to his exclamation but then she frowned when Jim took off his shirt and took down his trousers. He was wearing pale yellow Jockey shorts.
"Well," Jim said to Beth, "you going to stay or not?"
"If you don't mind, I think I'll go into the other room," Beth had pouted. She didn't like Jim's manner at all. He was crude and too automatic for her. She had hoped he'd be soft and pliable, but he wasn't at all romantic. Not at all.
"Oh, Beth," Djin sighed, "darling," she said, "couldn't you stay, even just for a little bit?"
Her dark, soft eyes were pleading.
"Sure, honey," said Jim. "Stay and watch a real fucker. You got the drift, didn't you? That every time I come off I make twins. Understand that? And that's what the doctor said you're gonna collect in that test tube, right, honey?"
Beth had frowned. "Yes, Jim. That's right."
Djin made a face and sat down on the couch.
Beth told me later that she didn't really like his attitude at all. That she would really have preferred to stay in the other room during what appeared to be an ordeal for Djin. Beth didn't envy her at all.
But at the sight of Jim's monstrous cock, Djin's attitude changed. She looked over at Beth. And so did Beth's feelings change. God, what a huge prick, and it stiffened right before their eyes. Beth felt several rapid spasms and so did Djin when Jim gripped his cock with two hands and approached the young, naked nurse still sitting on the couch.
Djin reached out automatically to hold his huge tool. It was hot in her hand. She licked her lips. His prick was really beautiful. Sinewy and long and hot as she fondled it.
Jim's balls were heavy and loaded with jism. She cupped them with one hand as she bent down her lips and brushed them across the head of his pounding cock. It smelled bad to her at first, then a different aroma took over once she stuck out her pink tongue to lick around the corona of his huge tool.
"That's it, baby," Jim said, hands on his hips as he stared down at the beautiful young girl who was now licking down further, still clutching his heavy hairy balls as he began to rock back and forth. Soon Djin opened her mouth wide and the large, fat head of his cock vanished inside her open mouth. She began to lick and slide her mouth up and down while her fingers massaged and tickled his balls. The perfume, a men's lotion he had used after his shower made her head reel. It made her nostrils burn.
Sitting on the edge of her chair quite close to the couple, Beth couldn't resist brushing her fingers across her swollen breasts. How her nipples itched! Her cunt was tingling and itching too. She felt different wild sensations just watching the huge gallant prick disappear and then reappear as Djin dived down on it and then took her mouth away with a loud plopping sound.
"Okay, come on, baby. I'm ready now. If you keep that up I'll come in a second," Jim complained.
"Maybe that would be a good idea for the first ejaculation," Beth offered seriously.
"Yeah, maybe it would. I got a lot of spunk in these balls here," Jim said, and Djin took her mouth away but didn't stop jerking off his slippery prick coated with her moist and sticky saliva. She looked up at Beth and my wife winked. Djin gripped his balls so furiously and so hard that Jim flinched. Beth kneeled close to them with the heated test tube. Djin sucked his cock once more deep down her throat and felt it leap. She pinched his balls. She jabbed one finger up his asshole and in seconds the cock burst. It exploded and if Beth hadn't been quick about it, all that precious "twinning" sperm would have shot all over Djin's pretty face.
But Beth was quick! She got the test tube right on top of the spurting head of Jim's cock and watched happily as huge gobs of hot thick, rich sperm spewed and pumped into the test tube.
Djin sat back and sighed. Jim's face was flushed red as Beth kept urging him to pump the last drop of his fluid into the tube.
"Christ," he sighed. "Christ, what a waste!"
Djin smiled up at Beth as my wife put the topped test tube back into its warm, protective blanket.
"Well, take a little rest," Beth said to the clinical donor, "and then maybe next time, you can fuck her the way you said you'd have to in order to ejaculate, right?"
"Right," Jim mumbled weakly.
Leaving him by himself, the two girls went into the bedroom...
CHAPTER NINE
Beth went on to tell me what happened when she and the disappointed Djin entered the bedroom. She closed the door, but not before they both heard Jim making himself a stiff drink, the bottle gurgling and the ice tinkling in the tall glass.
Djin was still naked, her lovely body gleaming in the soft light of the room. Beth sat down on the bed on which Djin had hoped to be fucked by Jim. She riveted her eyes on Djin's swollen breasts. The sight of them aroused her. She let her eyes fall to caress Djin's narrow waist and her lovely pussy triangle, down lower and lower over her thighs to her calves and finally to her naked toes.
"Come here, darling," Beth had said. Djin looked at my wife tenderly.
"God, I'm really disappointed. Isn't that so strange?" she asked Beth, sitting next to her on the bed. Beth put her arms around her neck and drew up her face. She kissed her darling lips. She let her tongue lick tenderly and slowly over Djin's lips as her hands fell to her back and caressed her skin.
"I'm sure," Beth said, "that next time everything will work out well. We got a really good specimen, you know, and I seriously wonder if we really need to collect another."
"If we don't have to collect it in that stupid funny test tube, then maybe he can come up inside my pussy. I know I'll love that sensation. I dig it the most when a fat prick pumps up into my cunt and I can feel that slimy stuff bouncing all around the crooked wall of my pussy," Djin grinned. "I really look forward to a good hot fuck," she sighed.
Beth began to fondle Djin's left breast. She cupped the heavy globe. Then she stroked the pretty erect nipple. She bent her head down. She let her eyes caress the lovely, tender, silky-smooth flesh of the undercurves of both breasts. Then Beth licked with her tongue, wetting the delicious flesh.
Djin was moaning and whimpering. She held on tightly to my wife's head, her fingers threading through Beth's long hair. She began to reach out for Beth's breasts and was able to unbutton about three buttons, sticking her hand in to grip hold of Beth's luscious breasts, fondling and stroking them as Beth was now sucking on her nipples, laving the undercurves and then letting her tongue sweep up to swallow the nipple, then using her teeth to nibble on one and then the other as Djin's whimperings continued.
"Oh, this is so heavenly," Djin moaned when Beth slid her one hand down between the warm, white thighs. Beth used one finger to caress and tease, finally pushing her finger between the petal-soft lips of the nurse's pretty pussy, then rubbing her entire cunt with the palm of her hand, smearing her sticky pussy juices all over the insides of her quivering thighs.
"Oh, you're getting my cunt ready for a good hot fucking, aren't you, my darling?" Djin sighed, opening her thighs wide to let Beth use two fingers deep up and in and out of her bleating pussy.
"You're making me hot too, darling," Beth said as Djin opened her blouse all the way and fondled and stroked my wife's naked globes.
"Do you want me to get down on my knees, darling, and suck your pretty pussy?" Beth had asked when Djin guided her hand, holding it tightly as Beth squirmed her fingers in and out of her voracious pussy.
"Oh, I do... yesssss, I do. I want your tongue up my pussy so bad. I want you to lick it. I want t6 watch you lick my cunt."
"Shall I lay down on the bed and you squat over my face? That way you can see my tongue, darling."
"Oh, yes. I'd like that," Djin moaned, now fondling her own breasts, caressing and tantalizing her luscious globes as my wife stretched out on the bed, raising up her skirt so as to not wrinkle it, placing her head on the pillow and then assisting and helping Djin as she first stood over Beth's face, then slowly, ever so slowly, a wide grin on her lips, lowered her bare pussy down closer and closer to Beth's protruding tongue.
"Wiggle your tongue, darling," Djin cried as she balanced her body so that her hot pussy was just as inch above the gaping, mouth, the pussy hair merely brushing across and tickling Beth's nose. Abruptly Djin settled down right on my wife's face, almost smothering her.
Beth loved this position, the deep dewy smell of pussy, and especially Djin's happy pussy, really the first one she had ever sucked.
Beth let her tongue seek deeply, squirming and digging all around, then crawling up to tease the budding clitoris.
Djin started to rock slowly back and forth on my wife's cream-covered face, brushing her open cunt lips over my wife's nose, then up over her forehead, then down, squatting with her legs wider apart so that she could fuck her cunt on the tip of Beth's chin, wetting it with her pussy ooze.
Beth's hands were busy clutching Djin's hanging breasts. She used her fingernails to scratch the sensitive flesh. She pulled and pinched Djin's proud nipples. Then she scratched up and down her smooth, unblemished back, dragging her fingers down to the marvelous cleavage of Djin's buttocks, finally hoisting Djin up so she could sneak two fingers up from behind and tantalize her open asshole. All the while Djin was rocking and writhing, rotating her hips, grinding them and bucking and arching her back as she felt Beth's darling tongue dig up into her mysterious hole, squirming and slashing one minute, then just tickling with feather touch on the end of the throbbing clitoris. Djin began to grunt and moan as her orgasm began to build up in her fiery pussy, her body trembling and quaking as she rode vigorously all over Beth's slimy face.
"Agggghlihhhh. OH SHIT! Ohoooooooo, God! Oh! Beth... BETH!! I'm coming... I'mmmmmmmmm... Ohoooooo, yesssssss. SHIT! Suck! Suck! SUCK me!... OH, SUCK SUCK SUCK!" Djin was screaming in ecstasy, overwhelmed with passion as the sleek tongue worked inside her burning hot pussy. Beth's tongue dripped with Djin's creamy hot juices; the delicate pussy lips were being gnawed ravenously as she sucked the pussy with huge and noisy slurping sounds.
Almost exhausted but still grinning and still feeling the violence of her orgasm, Djin rolled back onto one side of my wife.
It was at this very point that the door opened. Jim stood there. Beth saw instantly that he was more than just a little drunk. He was naked. His prick was stiffer than it had been earlier when Djin had nursed on it. It was a monster-but really alluring to both girls. What a ramrod! The bulbous head of the huge cock with it sinewy muscles was glowing. Droplets of pre-seminal fluid were drooling from the eye of his tense, horny cock, coating the fat thick shaft.
"I want to fuck. I want to fuck!" Jim spouted.
"Then come and fuck me. Come and fuck me," Djin cried out hysterically, spreading her thighs wide apart. She held onto Beth's hand and her eyes were dreamy as she stared at the huge prick as it came closer and closer to her, throbbing and thick and extended, seeming to expand right in front of her eyes.
"Yes, be a good fucker. Come and fuck my cunt! I want a good hot fuck so... sooooooooo bad," Djin moaned, raising up as Beth slipped a pillow under her naked buttocks. Beth brushed her Lips over Djin's heaving breasts as she watched Jim kneel on the bed at the bottom and, holding his giant prick with one hand, inch up higher until he was ready to mount the shivering body of the young, naked nurse.
Beth snuggled closer. She began to lick Djin's eyelids, then her nose, and then her lips, darting her tongue inside Djin's open, panting mouth.
Jim inched his huge prick up against the tight opening of Djin's hot, frothy pussy. It was dripping wet from Beth's saliva. Her thighs were shimmering. Jim poised his monstrous cock right at the opening of her convulsing, aching cunt.
"Oh, fuck. FUCK IT! Just put it in! Oh, FUCK MY CUNT!" Djin was screaming as her churning pussy grew hotter and hornier waiting for the beautiful long fat hard cock to penetrate deep up her glistening pussy.
Djin was hysterical! She was arching her back wildly. She was thrashing her long legs as the prick began to nose between the delicate pussy lips. Djin moaned when she felt about two inches ram into her yawning hole.
"Fuck me. Stick it in. HURT ME! Oh, jam it in... innnnnnnnnnnnnn to my pussy. Oh, hurt! Fuck it. Fuck it."
Jim braced himself. His naked buttocks lunged and his prick slammed with the force of a piston deep up Djin's churning cunt, sinking up to its full length. Jim began pumping almost instantly. He drove his thick cock deeper and deeper with each violent thrust. He was leaning all of his body weight on her breasts, plunging his elbows into the soft, fleshy breasts, then drooling at the mouth as he fucked her passionately, listening to her curses, to her obscene screams as the prick slaughtered her cunt with feverish speed, wringing joy from her churning bowels.
Djin was frantic! The violence of her first orgasm was completely overwhelming. The huge prick punished her time and again. She felt as though her cunt were being ripped apart, so violent and so forceful were his prick thrusts as he fucked and fucked, wanting his own aching explosion to take over... but this wasn't about to happen... and Jim was well aware of it.
He fucked and mauled her pussy, making her shiver. A raging fever took over and her cunt was one bright hot flame, the friction of his monstrous cock igniting fires she had never known. She ached all over. A blinding fury swept over her like an angry ocean wave when the second and then the third orgasm struck.
For the next fifteen minutes, Jim tried and tried to experience an orgasm. He wasn't able. The harder he fucked her painful cunt, the worse it got. At one point, Djin made him pull his giant cock out of her fiery-hot pussy. The pain was the aching pressure of his cock mauling her, making her heave and scrambling her pussy walls, was almost too much for her.
Djin's last orgasm was so terrific she almost passed out, squealing at the top of her lungs, her naked body coated with sweat, her cunt leaking hot juice all over her inner thighs, covering his plunging cock with her melting cream.
Jim sat back on the bed. He was breathing like a horse that had just won a mile race. His cock was still erect, powerful, heaving with spasms as he looked down at the raw pussy he'd just fucked so mercilessly.
Beth slid down to the foot of the bed. She touched his cock. She looked up at him. His eyes were lidded, slightly closed.
Without a word, Beth bent her head down and then she licked up and down the shining, cream-covered prick, finally mouthing it and letting Jim pump it back and forth inside her hot mouth.
It took only seconds with her squeezing his balls and fingering his asshole; she felt his cock begin to simmer and then suddenly explode.
This time she didn't bother to reach for the test tube. She swallowed noisily as his huge jets of thick come splattered against her teeth and choked her throat.
CHAPTER TEN
For the next week or so the so-called non-sexual adventures Beth had with Dr. Beresford's sperm donors were without incident. Although Beth never came home exhausted from work, she was often wildly sexy and her cunt would be sparking for action.
She told me one story which stirred the living hell out of me. I began to sweat and I could feel a fever in my aching balls as she told about Hank, a young boy about eighteen who was married and already had two children, both healthy vibrant specimens of human beings.
Psychologically this Hank was neurotic. His pathology had been diagnosed as "satyrarisis" which in layman's language simply means that he could never get enough of fucking, and further, that his supply of spermatozoa was phenomenal. His large testicles, slightly abnormal, could generate ounces of rich thick sperm. His prick, even during the non-tumescent periods, was constantly oozing a thick whitish fluid. Hank had to wear a cotton-filled jockstrap to soak up this discharge-which was indeed healthy.
Prior to this appointment to ejaculate into the test tube, Beth had only casually glanced over his file and had little or no real idea of what to expect of the patient (the donor).
Oh, was she to be surprised: and I might add, her meeting Hank seemed to be the turning point in my life also. His proximity was to influence both Beth and me.
On the day she met Hank, he was the last of three donors. Beth was tired. We'd been fucking like jackrabbits the evening before, and when that morning came, neither of us wanted to climb out of bed. But we did, and drove sleepily to the hospital.
At about three o'clock I wasn't at all surprised to receive a telephone call from my wife announcing that she would be a bit late coming home that evening. This had happened before. I never asked any questions.
And, as I was to learn later that evening, Hank was the reason for it.
Following the normal routine of his coming into the test tube with just minimal agitation of his tremendous penis, a prick which Beth fell in love with immediately, Hank relaxed and they started talking. Beth had been instructed to take two samples, and they were waiting for his prick to become erect again.
"Oh, hell," Hank smiled, "that's no trouble for me at all, honey. My old cock just grows and grows. All I got to do is look at your pretty ass and I've got another quick hard-on. It's been that way all of my life. I see a girl's pretty behind twitching or weaving in front of my eyes, and out flies my old pecker, ready and rearin' to fuck."
Beth had laughed and merely spun around and tossed up her skirt. The panties she was wearing were extremely brief, cutting harshly between the delicious, curvy crack of her ass globes.
"See what I mean, baby," Hank grinned. Beth turned. She had had her back to him only about five seconds at best. And there, holy Christ, was a hard-on longer and thicker than the one he had had previously. Beth was astonished at its lovely length and how it seemed to have a life of its own, lengthening and stiffening right in front of her eyes as she stood in front of Hank, her skirt still raised up and Hank able to see her lovely full mound rising up to accent her crotch.
"Christ, that's remarkable," Beth observed, "it's such a beautiful cock too." she smiled.
"That's what my girl friends say, even my wife," Hank acknowledged. And it was here that Beth saw his prick already beginning to leak, to ooze, and she raced to get the warm test tube when Hank began to explain that this leakage was quite normal for him.
"But is it really come?" Beth wanted to know.
"That's what the doctors say. They say it is," the boy said. "I'm really dangerous when it come to knocking girls up," he added. Then he caressed his cock. "This wet stuff is dynamite!"
Beth sat down on a chair not two feet distant from him. "Can you shoot off without touching your cock?" she asked. Her eyes were wide and her breath was coming fast. She felt a strange series of feverish explosions deep up her itching pussy. These sensations began to creep all over her body, thrilling her and making her face flush. She knew her eyes were glowing as they swept up and down the length of his full cock, now throbbing and shivering as he smiled down at her.
"Oh sure, baby. All I have to do is talk to it and off it goes. Just like a pistol. Want to see?"
"Sure, but don't you think I could collect the specimen?"
"Well, hell, if you want to, honey, but there's lots more where this is going to come from. Didn't the doctor tell you that my prick's something like a freak, that my balls got so much junk in them that I leak day and night. Hell, sometimes its a fucking nuisance, but at other times, oh wow, baby, the gals just love it. Excuse the pun, but they eat it up."
Beth laughed. She felt very hot now. Her breasts needed holding and squeezing and she would have given anything to stick her fingers up into her cunt while she stared at his bleating cock.
"Let's see it shoot off," she said and sat even closer-nearer the hot, shivering cock.
"It might blow your eyes out," Hank laughed, beginning to back away as he sucked in his belly muscles. Then, standing with his thighs wide apart, his healthy, heavy balls hanging down between his hairy thighs, his hands on his hips, he added, "It just might. Once in a contest with some other guys, I found I could shoot clearly three or four feet and hit the target. Sometimes I can shoot a clear seven feet, but that's only after I've had a good night's sleep," he smiled down at her.
"I'll believe it when I see it," Beth said breathlessly. Her one hand was idly caressing her breasts, and she didn't care what Hank thought about it. She opened her legs and then crossed them so that the pressure of her thighs together and her crotch pressed tight would give her wild sensations.
"Oh, come on, let me see it shoot off!" Beth begged. She moved again. This time she was about a foot away, and that's when it happened! Beth's face was an ideal target and she didn't move an inch when the lovely, long hot prick began to fire off its ammunition; blast after hot blast of white hot come showered all over her face.
Beth was licking frantically with the tip of her flashing tongue as Hank's sperm splattered all over her forehead, into her flowing hair, in her eyes, and finally directly between her parted lips. Beth swallowed and licked opening and closing her eyes, her fingers now openly stroking her erect nipples, her other hand brazenly up her skirt and the fingers kneading her clitoris and her creamy pussy.
"Now you believe me?" Hank asked the young girl. He couldn't get over how pretty Beth's face looked covered and coated with great gobs of his thick come. Rivulets of his semen were running down her cheeks. The corners of her mouth where she was licking with her tongue were still splotched with come. So was her chin; a long white stream of liquid sperm clung to her.
"Oh, yes. I believe you. I believe you. I believe you, Hank. I can't tell you how that made me feel," she said as she continued to wipe the sperm from her face with her fingers, then putting her fingers deep into her mouth to lick them clean, then returning her palm and brushing it over her forehead, collecting more sperm, and licking this off in turn.
"That was so wonderful. It really was. It's never happened to me before. I wouldn't have believed it if I'd not experienced it personally," Beth grinned, wiping the last remnants of his come from one ear. He had literally showered her with his juice.
"I'm so glad we did that," Hank said, sitting close to her. He put his arm around her shoulder. He kissed her brow. Then he slipped his arm down and wrapped it around her waist and in seconds his hand was reaching up to caress and cup her left breast.
Beth smiled at him tenderly. He was such a good-looking young man and it-his prick-was magnificent. She looked at it. This was the hose which had almost drowned her in thick hot rich juice. She fell in love with it. His come had tasted so good... She could still taste it.
Gently she took hold of his limp prick. It was oozing again. With her fingertip she took a sample of the juice from the eye of his cock and raised it to her lips. She sucked it hungrily. She repeated this action more than ten times as Hank sat close to her and stroked her breasts. He had opened her blouse and her naked globes were very exciting to him as he stroked and fondled and caressed them and now and then bent his head down to lick the pretty erect nipples.
"Hank," Beth spoke softly. "Do you feel like shooting off again, maybe. I think maybe you're too tired, but are you?"
"Hell no!" he answered, "never too tired."
"Well, listen. What I want you to do for me is this, if you will. I kind of like you, you know."
"And I like you too, Beth. You're honest, and I dig honest people."
Beth explained to Hank that she was married to a very understanding guy and that she would like them to meet, the sooner the better, because she had noticed that I was becoming more and more quasi-jealous of her lately.
This was true, but Beth and I had not actually discussed it.
"Sure, I'll meet him," Hank had agreed, and then Beth stared again at his prick. How hard it was for the third time!
"Want me to give it a little kiss?"
"You can give it a long, big kiss if you want to, honey."
Beth kneeled. "Would you come in my mouth, Hank? Just come and don't let me know when it's going to happen?"
"Sure, baby. Sure," he replied and he let Beth guide his enormously hard cock into her mouth.
She sat back on her heels and let Hank jab and pump his thrilling cock into her glowing mouth. As he played around the edges of her lips with the wet, oozing tip of his cock, Beth licked frantically with her tongue, her body again feverishly hot and her pussy melting with desire.
Beth cupped her breasts. She squeezed them as she let the huge cock sail in and out of her mouth. Anticipating his coming was thrilling to her. She couldn't wait. With one hand she began to manipulate his heavy balls. That did it!
At first the exploding come merely tickled her palate, then it began to spurt with the force of a fire hydrant deep down her throat. When it was at full thrust, Beth pulled her mouth away from the galloping prick and, holding it with one hand, aimed it toward her bare breasts, letting it shower them with the delicious fluid. Then she spread his thick sperm all over her flesh as the prick kept firing the lovely, hot juice.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
When Beth told me the story about Hank, I felt a weird series of sensations. My prick responded as I once more sat at her bare feet, touching and tickling her naked toes as she spoke about the huge hot blast of thick come showering her face, then shooting down her throat and finally, splattering all over her glorious breasts as she rubbed the rich stuff into her flesh as one might rub an ointment.
Beth had invited Hank and his wife over to our place the following evening which, gratefully, was the weekend. It had been a difficult week for both of us.
The more Beth talked about how thoroughly she had enjoyed Hank's coming all over her, the more excited I became. Beth knew this. She had grown quite accustomed to me during the brief time that we'd been married.
"I'll bet one thing," she smiled, squeezing my balls and tickling my asshole with her fingernail as I lay back on the floor, with her beside me.
"I'll bet you'd like to watch him shoot all over me, and see me tick it up, wouldn't you, my darling?"
"I would," I heard my voice saying. I had to tell her the truth. In fact, it was all I could think about since she had first gotten into the work with Dr. Beresford. All day long at my desk I was going in and out of huge erections fantasizing about pricks coming into test tubes, about monstrous hot cocks spurting and stinging Beth's flesh with their blinding come.
More than once I had actually jerked off in the office, at my desk, thinking that I might one day be able to watch this... and more-actually take part in it. I couldn't explain these unusual, erotic, sexual desires which were daily more overwhelming.
At night I was also having wet dreams, and even after fucking Beth for half an hour and coming deep up her cunt, I'd still fall asleep and at some point in the early morning, find myself being awakened by a terrific dream, my prick restless and finally going off, wetting my thighs.
Something was definitely happening to me. And I didn't understand it at all. Not at all!
At my desk my balls would itch. Then I'd feel a slight fever. Then my face would flush and my eyes would hurt. I had an erection. I would wait until it was private enough and then take out my cock and, thinking about Beth having all those delicious pricks, at least three of them each working day, I would masturbate and manipulate my balls until they would ache. Then I'd feel the screaming pressure build up and my prick would leap and shoot into my hand.
The night we were expecting Hank and Gloria turned out to be a fine, soft summer evening. It was unseasonably warm, however, and we turned on the air conditioner before they arrived.
Beth was dressed for the occasion. Hank had told her that Gloria was a delicious, sexy chick who enjoyed every aspect of hot wild sex which was the reason that he had married her.
"And she's also beautiful; she's terrific naked," he had added, describing her luscious breasts and her cunt. He claimed her pussy was as fragrant as any he had known and besides she was vivacious and a tornado when she was coming.
All of these words and descriptions had made my wife hotter than hell and we spoke at dinner about the possibilities of she and Beth having an affair.
"Why the hell not?" I had offered. "Why not, darling? It'd only be your second one, wouldn't it?"
"You're jealous, aren't you, dear?"
I had to admit that I was a bit.
"But you do understand, don't you, darling," she went on, "that it's not that I'm gay. Hell no! I just enjoyed that session with Djin so much, I still can't stop myself from remembering how her pussy tasted and how it smelled when I sucked and licked it. I'll never forget licking and nursing on her beautiful breasts and how much she loved me doing it for her. God, when she sucked my cunt, I could have died," Beth sighed, her eyes lingering on my thick rod as she bent her head to kiss and lick the head of my tool, agonizing it with the tip of her tongue and the warmth of her mouth, her tongue gluttering and then her cheeks puffing out when she'd swallow my cock and at the same time squeeze my testicles until the ache was absolutely excruciating. The flame in my cock held me entranced as I watched her lips and mouth suck so voraciously.
Beth's mouth was growing more and more famished every day for hot come and I confess to pulling out of her cunt with every fucking thrust and plunging my cock deep down her throat, letting my come swirl into her sucking mouth, gliding my cock down her throat deeper and deeper as my prick exploded and then waned down to a dribble, her tongue and lips still sipping and drinking and swallowing my simmering fluid.
Sometimes in the wee hours of the morning I would be awakened by her sucking my piss hard-on. She would become frantic for my come, for my hard prick. Many mornings since she had taken the job with Dr. Beresford, she insisted that she suck my cock off when I finished pissing in the morning, tasting my hot urine and then feeling my prick grow steadily harder inside her hot mouth until I would come, flooding her mouth with fresh morning semen.
Yes, Beth was becoming mesmerized at the mere thought of sperm. She had a hundred fantasies which she always shared with me. One in particular struck a real fear in my bowels.
On the top of our apartment house was a huge elevator housing room where the machinery working the several cars was situated. This was the "playroom" for a gang of high-school boys. We often heard them playing up there since we were just under the roof on the top floor.
We would often see these boys. Many were strong lads and we knew from overhearing their jokes that they all jerked off up there. Once I found several girlie books on the staircase leading up to the roof. It was easy to put two and two together.
"You know, darling," Beth had said one evening, "I'll go up there one night stark naked and I'll get all those kids to come in my mouth. God, how I'd love that," she had murmured, going down on my cock for the fifth time, sucking furiously and frantically, encouraging me to flood her mouth with semen.
But there was only so much I had to give, unfortunately.
One night she was devouring my prick and chewing on my balls, massaging them with her tongue and lips, her saliva dribbling from the corners of her mouth as she'd glide her tongue over my trembling cock.
I came with a strange gushing motion, my come an actual torrent as she sucked up the nectar and swallowed it, babbling almost senselessly about her preoccupation with orgasms and sucking and drinking and eating come.
"You know, I trunk I'd like to collect it just like Dr. Beresford and then I'd take a bath in it. I'd like to drown in hot come," she would remark. "I'd want you to smear my whole body with the rich stuff, between my toes. I'd want you to line up boys and men and have them come all over my body while you kissed me and tasted their come too. Oh darling," she'd moan as my prick burst. "Oh, darling, pump that stuff down my throat. Fuck my mouth. Yesss... oohoo, darling! Give me a gallon. I'm mad! I'm wild," she'd mumble as her cheeks would puff out and her body would catch fire with the vivid imagination of a hundred pricks, all swollen and gushing, showering her with their precious juices.
It was about here in her sperm fantasies that she started becoming more and more intimate with Dr. Beresford and the donors. She started taking down the donor's addresses, especially those who shot off a great volume of sperm.
She also took to sampling the test tubes. She confessed this all to me. When she was alone in the laboratory after Dr. Beresford, or one of his assistants, had finished with the testing of one of the specimens and had discarded the tube, Beth would steal it and heat it up.
Then she would suck from it until she had drained the tube dry.
I want you to know that all this time I was quite aware of what my wife was doing, and frankly I began to grow a bit worried about her obsession with sperm and especially her somewhat indiscreet way of collecting the names and telephone numbers of the male donors. I was worried that she'd get into trouble, but this was not to happen.
Beth was a very clever girl.
The magnetism that come had for her was overwhelming. She loved the murky, thick fluid and she couldn't get enough of it. One night she insisted that I shoot into her drink. I did and she drank it down as though it was ambrosia, the nectar of the gods.
Another time-this was an afternoon when I wasn't at all busy-Beth came down to my office. She winked at me.
"Guess what I have in my purse?"
"I know," I laughed, "a bottle of come."
"Well, you're almost correct. I just have three tubes. Dr. Beresford said to discard them and I just didn't have the heart to do that, if you know what I mean, darling," she smiled softly. There was a really strange gleam in her eyes.
"Are we alone? No one to interrupt us?"
I told her we were quite alone. Then I asked her what she intended to do with the test tube.
"I want to mix them all together, and then I want to pour the stuff into a saucer. Do you have a saucer?"
I produced a saucer.
I was astonished at how easily the sperm poured out of the three test tubes onto the white saucer. The stuff was thick and sticky as it dripped like hand lotion onto the plate.
"Now, darling," she said grinning, "here's my little experiment. I want you to lick up the stuff first and then when you have a lot of it inside your mouth, I don't want you to swallow it, but I want you to kiss me and let me suck the stuff out of your mouth, okay?"
My prick jumped up with a fury at the suggestion. At last I was going to really taste some other man's sperm. Beth noticed my prick surging immediately and she unzipped my fly and took it out.
Obediently I bent my head to the saucer and licked up a tongueful of the sperm. Beth pressed her lips to mine and she sucked and licked, her tongue boiling inside my mouth, collecting all the sperm, still warm from the heating pad from which she had taken the three tubes.
I cleaned up the plate with my lips and tongue and Beth sucked my mouth dry-until the last drop was gone.
CHAPTER TWELVE
And now for the exciting night that Hank visited with his wife, Gloria. You will note how frivolous I had become, almost sexually insane, unable to control my lusty and lurid drives, feeling a debauchery overwhelm me as nothing ever had before.
As I have indicated, Beth dressed for them. If "dressed" is the correct term. She wore a tiny brief mini-skirt that fell just to the magnificent curves of her lovely nude buttocks. All she had to do was move slightly and the flimsy skirt slithered up over her hips and exposed her striking beauty.
On top she wore a see-through halter of some sleazy, sexy material. You could see the full rounded curves of her luscious breasts and her prominent, cherry-tipped nipples were displayed luridly, jutting out and begging for attention when her breasts jiggled-which happened when she walked.
On her petite feet she wore high-heeled, open-toed sandals and her pretty bare toes were exposed in all her beauty. Beth was extraordinarily proud of her feet and toes, as I may have said earlier.
While Beth was bending over to arrange the table for the buffet meal she had prepared, I could see her gorgeous bottom cheeks and the curly hairs of her delightful pussy. Her sleek thighs were totally visible and I let my eyes rove all over her silky flesh, devouring her pussy from the rear, so murky-dark and mysterious.
I had a fantastic desire to see her asshole and I fell to my knees in back of her. I brushed my face against her warm buttocks. I used my fingers to pry open her ass cheeks and there was her rosy asshole. She had dabbed it with crimson lipstick in fun and it presented a rather erotic sight.
I dipped my tongue into it and she giggled.
"Oh, darling, are you that hungry for my asshole already?" she asked, twisting and letting my tongue forage deep up her delightful anus.
"I am," I breathed, and I was. I loved the odor of her perfumed asshole and the aromatics of her hairy cunt buried so enticingly between her strong white thighs. I let my tongue slide down lower, and then I raised her skirt all the way up and smeared my saliva all over her bottom.
Beth giggled: "Darling, you're not letting me get my work done. Please stop, so I can concentrate on what I'm doing. If you keep that up, sweetheart, I'm going to start creaming up and then my pussy won't be a bed of roses for you, understand?"
I said I understood and went back into the kitchen to finish making the punch we were to drink, a very powerful, ambrosia-type drink for which we had an original recipe.
At my first sight of Hank and Gloria I was very pleased. Gloria was a dream, exceedingly pretty and diminutive with full, exciting breasts. She wore no brassiere and I fell in love with her pretty titties.
Hank wasn't quite what I had imagined but he was likeable enough. I sensed that we would get along famously together. Beth and Gloria hugged each other sensuously and Hank and I shook hands.
"Hey, get a load of that view!" Hank laughed, indicating my wife's naked buttocks. This happened when Gloria embraced her. It was only a fleeting view but the exposure of my wife's bottom globes made us both tremble. I glanced down at Hank's crotch and sure enough I saw his prick thickening. I gathered that he wasn't wearing the tight jockstrap because I could see the full length of his staff outlined under the material of his trousers.
"You like?" Beth laughed, turning and bowing and it was Gloria's turn to glimpse her shimmering flesh so nude and appetizing.
"You make me jealous," Gloria cried out, frowning and pretending to be upset. "Here I am wearing these pants and I don't think they look sexy at all," she said.
"I told you that," said her husband.
"Well, do something about it, darling," Beth said. She turned to me. "Darling, why don't you take down her pants and get her something from my drawer to wear."
"That'd be fun," Gloria agreed. She walked over to me. She had a beautiful smile. She was young and desirable. Her sweet breasts danced lasciviously as she stood in front of me.
"I've got to watch this," said her husband. Hank stood close to Beth. He put his arm around her.
"I'm not wearing any panties underneath," Gloria smiled at me as I kneeled in front of her and slowly undid the buttons. Then I began to lower her pants slowly, exposing her soft belly and her dimpled belly button.
Hank was now cupping my wife's breasts and Beth had her head on his shoulder. One of her hands was stroking her pussy under her mini-skirt.
I got her pants down to just the top of her silver-blonde pussy hair and I was surprised.
"She dyes it," Hank muttered. Beth was stroking his cock through his trousers and already it was harder.
I kissed her belly. "That's a good-evening kiss," I told her.
"I like you," Gloria sighed as she wiggled her pretty shapely hips. I slipped her pants down to her ankles. I took off her sandals and she kicked off the pants. She was stark naked from the waist down.
"Oh, how pretty. How delicious!" Beth exclaimed, hugging Hank close. His cock was really stiff now and wanting more attention. It pressed up straight against his stomach and it looked to be about nine inches long to me. The sight of it gave me funny feelings in my gut. It was really arousing me, watching as Beth stroked and caressed it for him.
"I need to give it a welcoming kiss too," Beth grinned, letting go of Hank's prick and kneeling down next to me. She let her hand graze over my prick and I wasn't at all surprised to notice that it had grown to double size already. This was unusual under any but particular circumstances.
I watched as Beth held Gloria's lovely bare buttocks with both hands. She rubbed her face over Gloria's naked belly and then, dipping her head, planted a series of warm and wet kisses at the top of her pussy hair.
"Oh, your pussy's so pretty. I've never seen a silver-blonde pussy before," Beth exclaimed, standing up and hugging Gloria, who hugged back.
"We're going to have a good hot time in the old town tonight," Gloria smiled as she sat down. "I really don't need to wear anything if it's all right with everyone," she grinned.
Indeed it was quite all right with everyone!
I fixed the couple their drinks and then Beth and I sat down on the couch. Hank couldn't resist sitting at my wife's feet. I guessed that he, as much as I, liked to look up a pretty girl's skirt-especially when her cunt was bare and pretty, and as deliriously appetizing as Beth's pussy was.
Gloria sat on the opposite side of me and I wasted no time in putting my arm around her, under her arm to feel her lovely breast. What a handful it was, and so warm and cuddly. Gloria snuggled closer to me and the next thing I knew she was letting her fingers crawl lazily up and down my leg from my knee up to my crotch; once when her fingers grazed over my throbbing cock, she laughed and kissed my cheek.
"You've got a real hard one, don't you?"
"Oh, it's different," Beth interrupted. "It's different than Hank's."
"I imagine it must be," Gloria laughed. "Hank's is one of a kind."
For the next few minutes we all listened to Beth tell us about her office experiences with Hank and once again I was impressed by the absence of jealousy or possessiveness on the part of Gloria, and Hank, too, for that matter.
As Beth talked, Hank played with her toes and her heels and also teased her inner thighs with his fingers. His prick was firm and rock-hard. I could see it perfectly. So could Beth, her eyes glancing down more than once as she described how she had first seen his handsome tool and how often he could come.
This wasn't any news to his wife, that was for sure.
"That's what always impressed me," Gloria said. She was now frankly stroking my cock and had opened up her blouse so I could play with her breasts.
I opened Gloria's blouse all the way and now I had free access to her vivacious breasts. They were bewitchingly beautiful and her nipples were a magnet to my fingers as I teased them with my fingertips.
"Would you play with my pussy too?" Gloria asked, opening her naked thighs and exposing her glorious silver-blonde cunt hairs. I smiled. With my other hand I began to touch her pussy lips and she put her head back. Now I was fondling her breasts with one hand and toying with her clitoris with my other, my eyes glued to Hank's cock as Beth was teasing it with her bare toes. Hank had removed one of her high-heeled sandals and as soon as he had done this, he opened his fly and out flew his handsome cock, proud and stiff, the tip all wet and shiny with his excretion.
"I love to get my toes wet this way," Beth crooned, rubbing her dainty toes all over the tip of his oozing cock, then dragging her toenails up and down his shaft.
I was fascinated by the sight of Beth's naked toes and Hank's bare cock. Gloria was now moaning and crooning and whimpering as I slipped one finger awkwardly up inside her warm, wet pussy.
"I want to sit next to your wife," Gloria said abruptly. We exchanged places. Now I was on the outside.
"That makes sense," Hank smiled. He stood up and his gigantic prick looked to me like a red-hot poker. I could visualize Beth sucking it. I could see it spouting hot come down her throat. Again I felt weak in my knees.
Gloria spoke, looking at me. "Why don't you sit down on the floor next to Hank, honey?"
"And why don't you take down your trousers, both of you men?" said Beth. "Here we are, and we're both almost naked, aren't we, darling?" she said to Gloria.
"We are that, and I love it," she answered, cuddling closer to my wife, her hands going immediately to Beth's full, luscious breasts, Gloria kissing my wife's pretty lips, her tongue darting finally into Beth's open mouth as I sat down on the floor next to Hank.
"I'd love to stare at two hot, hard cocks," my wife said. We both slipped out of our trousers and tossed them aside. Now both Hank and I were also naked from the waist down. We both had raging hard ons and his prick was really oozing. It was shiny and glistening and I couldn't take my eyes away from it. His balls were stupendous and so hairy.
"Why don't you play with each other's cocks while we watch you do it," Beth suggested. Gloria licked her lips and smiled in accord.
Before you knew it, both Beth and Gloria had their eager fingers up each other's cunts, wiggling and teasing and driving them up and in and out, holding each other tight and close as they stared down at us.
Hank turned to face me at Beth's suggestion. We were quite close. We both reached for the other's prick. And no sooner had I touched Hank's pulsating cock than it began to bleat and, in another second, it exploded. I was astonished! His come spurted all over my cock and also over my lower belly, a full ounce of hot thick semen ebbing and flowing from the eye of his cock, covering my prick and my balls.
Beth leaped up! She fell to her knees next to me and her mouth worked ravenously, sipping first and then licking and sucking up the sperm as it gurgled out of Hank's cock.
Gloria got down on the floor too, right in back of Beth. I saw her bend her head and it disappeared from view. I could tell from the gleam in Beth's eyes that Gloria was licking her pussy from the rear.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
A sexual frenzy was overpowering my body. The moment his hot sperm struck my cock I shivered with a new kind of ecstasy. I liked it. I liked the thought of it. I wasn't worried as I watched that huge cock suck from the reservoir in his great balls, quivering and fluttering as one spasm after another caused by the friction of my fingers agitating it, made his prick agonize my own with his splashing sperm.
I hadn't at all been expecting my wife to leap down and suck up his sperm literally floating on my lower belly and dripping from my balls and my prick. Her tongue lashed out, her lips sucking and brushing and then her tongue licking up and down; sometimes her mouth covered my whole prick, slurping and gulping all over it as Beth sought to claim every drop of his savory sperm.
I knew that Beth herself was in the throes of a new and different ecstasy, why else was she moaning and grunting the way she was? I sensed and could even feel Gloria's hot tongue digging and searching inside the velvet-soft and dripping wet lips of my wife's edible pussy.
Neither could I explain the sense of havoc which was making me tremble. The friction in my own balls was intense. My mouth was watering at the entrancing sight of my wife now going from my prick to Hank's lovable cock, Beth sucking and licking and giggling and crying out as Gloria's tongue punctured her pussy and even her asshole, her pussy gurgling and filling up with a mixture of hot cunt cream and Gloria's saliva.
It was a wild scene and as I recall it now, it couldn't have lasted more than five minutes at best, but it seemed much, much longer than that before we all sat up and smiled gingerly at one another, Beth taking the initiative as I had imagined she would.
"Okay, lovers, let that be enough for the moment," she grinned, licking her lips lasciviously, giving Hank's limping cock a playful slap, squeezing my prick which was still rock-hard, and finally kissing Gloria full on her sensuous mouth, tasting her own sweet cunt juices.
Beth suggested that we all eat the good food they had prepared, but none of us was hungry at the moment-except for one another, sexually. I couldn't take my eyes away from Hank's cock, and he was studying mine with the same intensity.
"I do wonder who likes the other best?" Beth quipped as she sat up on the couch, her legs sprawled out in front of her.
"Oh, does it matter really?" asked Gloria. She laughed. "Who cares? Who cares if we have fun?" With this she began to undress Beth, carefully taking off her blouse and folding it neatly.
Then she took off her own blouse and now, except for Hank and I wearing our shirts, we were all naked. But that didn't last long. Beth insisted we both strip; so we did, down to socks and shoes.
It felt really good to be totally nude in front of company. It also felt weird to have a rigid hard-on in front of a strange man and his wife, both of whom would stare at me from time to time when Beth hurried into the kitchen to freshen our drinks.
It was during that brief interval that the strange thing happened. Gloria stretched out on the couch, lying flat on her belly, her luscious buttocks suddenly up in the air as she decided to kneel. She put her head in my lap, her mouth facing my prick, her eyes studying it; then her tongue licked down to the base of it, curling and wetting my pubic hairs.
She turned and looked up at me.
"Would you like to suck Hank off?"
I must have blushed, but I nodded my head. I really did want to feel his huge cock inside my mouth, and I still had the secret urge to feel his prick blasting off inside my mouth and my swallowing his come as Beth had done.
Gloria told her husband to stand in front of me. He did this, his hand holding his limp prick. Even limp and flaccid, his prick was at least six inches long and very thick.
I opened my mouth, and as I did, he dipped his prick between my lips. I closed my lips. How hot his prick felt against my teeth! I loosened my tongue and began to lick around it. His cock began to extend and soon filled my mouth.
Gloria looked up once or twice and then busied herself sucking my cock, really slurping and sucking it, long, hot, gulping sucks as my prick danced and leaped against the inside of her cheeks.
Harboring Hank's prick inside my mouth for that first time was an experience I would never forget. Now I knew what Beth felt when the prick enlarged, when it began to throb and I could taste the leakage from the tip of it. I slid my mouth up and down and then swallowed the full length of his tool even though I wanted to gag a few times.
As Gloria sucked and licked my prick, her little fingers teased and twisted my sac and this made me hornier than all hell. Her mouth was babbling and her ass was gyrating as she sucked and teased.
When Beth came in from the kitchen, she smiled at me, giving me a sincere but really encouraging reassurance that cock-sucking for me didn't turn me into a faggot, and I knew this was what she meant as the friction of Hank's hot thick tool increased and I almost sensed at the exact second when he would shoot off.
When he did, I almost collapsed, that's how hot and fast his come jetted into my mouth. He was rotating his hips, and pumped and pumped his semen down my throat. He came like a tornado, his prick a whirlpool of excitement as I managed to swallow every drop of his frothy come.
Without a word Beth stood there and stared as I gobbled and sucked and swallowed. Then she sat down beside me on the couch. She played with Gloria's breasts as she kissed Hank's prick-which was still going in and out of my mouth. Beth licked it and sucked on his balls as they slapped against my chin while Hank exhausted his balls of every drop of semen they contained. When his prick fell limp out of my mouth, Beth leaped at me and began sucking my mouth, licking my lips and dragging her tongue all over my teeth, her body perspiring and her breathing heavy as she stared with one eye at Gloria who was still sucking me off.
I couldn't hold back from all the wild excitement. I bucked up and in seconds my own cock burst off and I shot into Gloria's mouth. I came and came, more than before and my balls were throbbing and aching at the same time. Beth got down on her knees and helped Gloria take the full amount of my come, both girls alternating as they sucked and swallowed; then they fell into each other's arms, rollicking on the floor, giggling crazily and enjoying the frenzy which overtook their writhing bodies.
I sat back and smiled at everyone. I hadn't enjoyed a sexual bout as much as this in many years.
We played many different and equally exciting sexual games that first evening, and the center of attraction was always Hank's monstrous, ever-ejaculating cock. This kid was phenomenal! During the entire evening he came, and this is no exaggeration whatever, over seven times, and each explosion seemed to produce as much sperm, if not more, than the previous ones.
The girls were frantic with visible excitement. They were hugging and kissing and fucking each other all night long. Hank and I loved to watch them sixty-nining each other. We stared as they sucked each other's toes and then when Beth drove her toes up Gloria's pussy, we watched Gloria stabbing and pinching her clitoris as Beth's toes dug in deeply and finally Gloria was able to have another orgasm.
I licked Beth's toes clean, loving the taste of Gloria's creamy pussy juices that coated them.
We never did get to the delicious buffet.
Toward midnight, we decided to hell with Hank and Gloria going home at this late hour. We invited them to stay over with us and they agreed happily. Hank and I took a much needed rest from the two chicks and settled down in my study to discuss what had happened. We were both still naked and our pricks enlarged as we spoke animatedly about sexual and religious ethics involving what we had all done together.
For all of Hank's youthful bearing, he was quite a brilliant guy. He was ahead of his time where sexual mores were concerned. And what pleased me was that he was blatantly honest and open about it all. He saw no good reason why his wife and mine couldn't make love to each other-and our knowing about it was of only minimal concern to him.
In other words, if Beth and Gloria had an affair without either of us being conscious of it, this was all right too. He insinuated that Gloria had enjoyed a couple of girl-girl experiences before he met her, but he confided that I was the first man to ever suck his prick, and more, the first man he had ever come all over while I gripped and jerked off his sinewy cock.
As the time passed, both Hank and I took turns fucking the other's wife, the opposite couple watching and teasing us with their fingers. Once, while I was fucking Gloria, Hank was pumping his cock up into her mouth while Beth was down on her knees in back of Hank, her lips nibbling on his swaying balls, her finger stabbing deep in his ass.
When Hank fucked my wife, Gloria and I sat down on the floor and I sucked on her breasts while she jerked off both of us, her fingers deep up her own pussy while her other hand kept up a constant friction on my pulsating prick. I came into her hand and she carried it to Beth. Beth, recognizing it for what it was, sucked her palm clean while both Gloria and I sucked on her luscious breasts until, all at once, Hank brought her to another-yet another-orgasm!
Beth insisted I suck her cunt right away, the second Hank's prick pulled out and I did, slurping and gulping down his come as it slipped out of her delicious pussy. We were having a marvelous sexy time.
Just before we decided to go to bed, Beth was slightly tipsy. I was more so. Gloria had passed out on the couch. The only thing alive in the room, or so it seemed, was Hank's enormous cock, as hard as ever and as ready to shoot off.
Down on her knees, Beth was sucking Gloria's asshole. I whispered to Hank that he might want to push his huge cock up Beth's asshole after I soaked it with my saliva.
Hank was all for this. But first I took his long thick prick into my mouth. I spit on it and rubbed my saliva up and down his hot shaft. Then I spit onto Beth's asshole and spread her ass cheeks wide apart.
Hank came up in back of her on his knees and Beth screamed bloody murder when his prick shot deep up her welcoming asshole. Beth was squealing and writhing with a frenzy I'd never seen, pumping and arching her back, forcing Hank to sink his cock up as deep as it would go into her bowels, all the while slurping and sucking on Gloria's asshole and dripping pussy. I just sat there and watched the rhythm of Hank's ass as it bucked and as his prick filled my wife's asshole to the brim.
When he came, his explosion was so intense that Beth fell flat on top of Gloria. Gloria was still out of it all.
When Hank's cock emptied itself into my wife's bowels, Beth turned to me.
"Okay, darling now suck my asshole clean. Drink up every drop of Hank's come... "
Which I did, happily.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Those six weeks that Beth worked for Dr. Beresford passed so swiftly. They were happy days for my young wife. Dr. Beresford was equally pleased because his experiments were working out beautifully. Almost one hundred seminal specimens had been collected and the analyses completed.
He announced to Beth that he had about a week's more work to do collating the results, but when that chore was complete, so was the initial experiment in the immobility of the sperm. He agreed with Beth that perhaps they should have a little party to celebrate then-success. Both decided the gathering should take place in our large apartment.
Well, by this time, as a vampire is to blood, Beth was to semen. She had a fiendish passion for it now, more than before. She could feast on it. She could wallow in its rich, wet warmth. She loved the stickiness of hot fresh come. Her fantasies about bathing in it and having several men shooting all over her at the same time, still occupied her daily thoughts.
One Saturday afternoon she almost drove me to distraction. I'd fucked her silly twice that day and each time I'd come into her mouth. She had licked and sucked my prick clean and almost dry except for her abundant saliva which would mix with my come.
Like a nymphomaniac she wanted more. More! More!
"How about those kids up on the roof, in the elevator thing?" she asked me.
I'd forgotten about them. In the last weeks I had paid little or no attention to them; they had been unusually quiet, although I had noticed several of the younger boys sitting boldly on the steps leading up to the roof.
In fact, that afternoon I'd seen two of them whom I was beginning to recognize on the street as regular habitues of the elevator housing.
"We could get ourselves in a lot of trouble," I warned my sweet, but very thirsty, wife.
"Oh, so what, darling? Not really! If those kids are up there jerking off, and we truly suspect that they are, why in the fucking hell can't they come down here and jerk off? Tell me the answer to that."
"I think it's taking a big risk," I answered firmly.
"Then what's wrong about me accidentally discovering them up on the roof? I could pretend I was walking our dog if we had one," Beth mused, playing with her breasts and her pussy. She was terribly horny and her eyes were wide.
"Well, why don't you pretend to be taking a sunbath or something like that?" I suggested.
"There now! That's a good idea," she exclaimed.
In seconds she had stripped down to the buff, then slid into a tiny bikini bottom and a brief halter which hardly contained her luscious, rounded breasts. Her cherry-colored nipples threatened to peep over the rim of the brassiere.
My prick shuddered when I saw her leave, her lovely buttocks swaying seductively, the soft but firm mounds of her ass cheeks almost completely exposed as she left the apartment and climbed up the staircase to the door leading to the roof.
It wasn't more than an hour later when I heard her coming in the door. I had been completely occupied with my work and hadn't given her a single thought.
I was astonished at what I saw. The sight of her staggered me. Literally, I was thunderstruck at the sight Beth presented.
In the first place she was stark naked. Her hands were tied behind her back with the bikini brassiere. Her lovely body was smudged with black grease, and her breasts were glistening, as were her thighs and her belly. She looked as if she'd taken a shower with some gluey substance.
Her eyes were clouded and she was trembling as she sank down onto the rug. I rushed over. "What happened?? What happened??"
She looked up at me slowly, "Oh, darling, you... you wouldn't believe it. Can you fuck me? Can you put your prick up my ass, darling? I'm so hungry now for a good slow fuck, can you, darling?" she begged, reaching up her dirty, greasy hands to grab for my naked cock.
"Tell me what happened," I demanded. I was angry! What had those fuckers up on the roof done to her?
"Oh, don't be mad, darling. It was magnificent. I'll tell you what happened. It was all my fault. Really it was. You can't blame the boys. No, you can't. I got myself into it and I got what I deserved, and ohoooo, it was just heavenly, even though I did get a bit dirty," she went on, stroking my cock and then sitting up so she could lick it and suck it down her throat.
She paused: "Oh, darling, those kids were just marvelous as long as I let them think they were taking advantage of me... I just pretended to be a silly young girl and god, what imaginations they have. You should have been there!"
"I'd probably have kicked the shit out of all of them," I told her. "Just look at you, even your hair's saturated with... is it come?" I asked startled? Could it be?
"I know. I know, darling," she smiled up at me, squeezing my balls harder and harder, wanting to fuck. I could always tell when Beth needed to be fucked. Her eyes would gleam like bright lights.
At first I was repelled by the odor of her. She smelled like a urinal, and then, at the sight of several globs of sperm collected in her curly pussy hair, I had another sensation, one of pure desire.
I kneeled down and held my hard cock. I aimed it at her cunt after first dipping and wiping the tip of it in the pool of sperm that had collected just below her belly button.
"Darling, I'm literally covered with hot come!" she cried out as I nosed my cock between the lips of her open pussy. My prick slipped in easily, more easily than normal, and this was because her cunt was full of sperm, more than adequately lubricated.
As I fucked her slowly, pushing in and out and then being careful not to hurt her, she started to tell me the story.
"Just as I was about to start out the door to the roof, I heard the elevator door open and turned to look. I saw a little kid, about fourteen or fifteen, just standing there and watching me. Then another kid popped his head out. I ignored them, but I knew they were creaming just looking at my bottom and my breasts. I took a long time in spreading out the blanket and all the while I could see them peeping out from the half-open door.
"I couldn't have been there more than five minutes when I heard a lot of whispering voices. One kid had probably run and got the rest of the kids who belong to the club. You see, it's a club and they use the elevator housing as a club room until they can save enough money to get their own."
"Who wants to hear about that?" I asked, plowing into her cunt more fiercely, loving the warmth of her juicy hole. "Tell me what happened, Beth!"
Her naked body reeked of come and urine.
"Well, one of the new boys, he was older, he comes out to me on the blanket and asked me if I had permission to sunbathe on the roof. He told me he was the super's son. I told him no, that I hadn't. He said I would have to leave because it was too dangerous for me alone up here on the high roof.
"I laughed at him. He was getting a really hot hard-on looking down at me. I sat up. My strap came off my shoulders and my right breast was almost visible. I raised one knee up and I knew he could see my pussy hairs in my crotch. I had pulled up my bikini bottoms real tight and the crotch was sticking between my pussy lips.
"I told him that I wasn't going down, and that I didn't care who the fuck he was. And furthermore, I was going to take a sunbath in the nude, and if he didn't like it, he could go fuck himself. And this is how it began.
"As proud as you please I just took off the bikini bottom. You should have seen his face! He didn't believe it. His prick shot up like a piston and he was embarrassed. I could hear the other boys from inside the elevator housing laughing up a storm, teasing and kidding him.
"When I took off the halter and my breasts were naked, I lay back down on the blanket and opened my legs so the big kid would have no trouble staring at my open pussy. He quickly reached for my halter and before I knew it, he fell down on his knees and tied my ankles with it. He whistled to the other boys and in nothing flat I felt myself being dragged on the blanket over to the elevator housing.
"They weren't too rough. But then they weren't too kind either. I got a real bruise on my behind, I think."
"So what happened?" I asked. From the combination of the smells of her body and the sensations of my prick digging in and out of her warm murky pussy, I was about to come, but I held back.
"Don't be so eager," she smiled up at me, now raising her legs up high and holding her ankles with her hands so my prick could penetrate deeply up her cunt. "I'll tell you... if you finger my asshole for me while you fuck me, darling," she moaned.
"Well, they lifted me bodily into the elevator housing and then it happened. One of the boys took out his prick. He stood right in front of my face and began to jerk it off. Another kid started feeling me up. He pushed a finger up my cunt, and then a third boy, one I see on the street selling papers, started to play with my bottom, squeezing my ass and then slipping his fingers between the crack of my ass and rubbing my asshole. The big kid started playing by slapping my breasts. Then they rolled me over and started to paw me, one of the kids (I couldn't see him) was rubbing his cock with my long hair. I could smell sex all around me.
"The big kid wanted to fuck me up my ass. They didn't have any idea who I was and they laughed and joked about how the other kids in the gang were missing out on their first gangbang.
"I had to laugh. They were so amateurish, but then they were deadly serious. I let the kid slip his cock up into my asshole. I felt very horny. I thought of you working downstairs and the idea of me being up on the roof getting raped by a gang of kids really made me laugh.
"One of the smaller kids kneeled down next to my face and shoved his prick into my mouth. Wow, did I do a good job sucking his cock and it took me about two minutes before he came down my throat. Then another kid, and I loved his taste, got down and I did the same to him, swirling my tongue round and round and kissing his balls when he'd pull his slippery cock out of my mouth, only to push and shove it back in again.
"The cock up my ass was now fuming. I could feel it stabbing in and out, making my buttocks quiver and shake like jelly. I loved all of it."
The grand finale, as Beth told me just before she came and I had to shove my prick down her throat for her to get the full gratifying results of my come, took place when a gang of reinforcements suddenly appeared on the roof. It was dusk now and they surrounded her, all with their pricks out. They felt her breasts and jerked their fingers up her asshole and her cunt, their fingers demanding and often vicious, but making her come again and again.
Then the boys lined up and, using Beth as a target, aimed their pricks at her body, each trying to jerk off faster than the other, spurting their hot come all over her, from the hair on her head, to her mouth and especially her face, and then over her breasts and her pussy until she seemed to be dripping in come. The ass-fucker pissed all over her.
Then they suddenly heard an alarm and they took off like a bunch of scared rabbits down the back stairwell.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
When professional men drop their elaborate disguises for their clients and especially doctors with their patients, there seems to be a radical and often complete change in their personalities.
Seldom in public do doctors take off their masks but the little party at our apartment was an exception to this rule. Indeed it was!
The invitation list included Drs. Brown and Beresford. There was the young, pretty nurse, Djin; then Hank and his luscious wife, Gloria. Dr. Turner, the staff physician was also invited. Beth and I were the host and the hostess.
Beth wore a shimmering, chiffon hostess gown which clung to her lithe body as though the almost sheer, see-through material had been magnetized. Her breasts were firmly molded, and her nipples, anointed with a non-staining lotion, glistened through the material as her delicious breasts jiggled and danced merrily every time she moved.
If you examined her closely, you might also see her lush bush of pussy hair, her marvelous, hairy triangle accenting her crotch. When a light passed through her robe, casting mysterious shadows, her full buttocks were outlined beautifully.
But her gorgeous flouncing spherical-shaped breasts were the center of attraction, and this was what she had intended. She was so proud of their polished, flowing loveliness, the pink, firm nipples, fleshy, but yet rubber-hard, but again delicate-and oh, so suckable.
"I'd suck on them myself if I could reach them," she had grinned as we put out most of the lights in the place in anticipation of our guests' arrival.
"I'd do it for you," I laughed, "but I'm sure you'd rather Dr. Brown have the first taste."
"You're so crazy, darling. Of course I'd love you to suck on them for me, but just the thought of Dr. Brown being the first to lick them tonight, gives me a real hot pinch in my cunt. Christ, I'm hot already, and no one's here yet. I hate waiting for people to come to parties. Why don't they ever come on time?" she asked, whirling around me and then rubbing her hand over the front of my trousers.
"Darling, let me have a little suck before anyone comes. That'll take my mind off of being nervous, okay?" That's what happened! She made me stand directly in front of her as she seated herself on the couch. She unzipped my fly and reaching in, gripped hold of my soft cock and slipped it right into her warm mouth.
"I like it when it's soft too, you know," she mumbled, twisting my prick round and round with her lips and then letting it fall out of her mouth, then bending her head to lick up from the tip to the hairy base of my cock, working her mouth over it gently and then swooping up and capturing my whole cock which was stiffening inside her mouth.
I fondled her silky breasts through the hostess gown and then I cupped and weighed them in the palms of my hands. They seemed heavier for some reason. They even seemed more moon-shaped but that was because of the belt-like girth she had tied directly under the sweet undercurves, raising her delicious breasts up higher than they would normally be. Her delightful breasts were more than voluptuous in their shimmering beauty hidden behind the folds of her gossamer gown.
I watched Beth intently as she sucked and licked my cock, her tongue polishing the head of my erect cock, her fingers itching and scratching my balls as she let her lips caress and her tongue tease, her tongue racing up and down the shiny staff, then the tip vanishing inside her hot mouth as she swung her mouth from side to side faster and faster, the squishy, liquid noises exciting her.
I was just about to come, and I was fighting to hold it back when we heard the doorbell. Quickly Beth pulled her sweet mouth away and ran into the foyer to open the door. I saw her wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
Hastily I pushed my erect cock back into my pants. I had to press it down.
Our first guest was Dr. Brown, of course. Dr. Brown was always first at everything. He was wearing an open-necked sport shirt and Bermuda shorts. He looked like anything but a clinical psychologist.
"Well, glad to be here!" he shouted when I welcomed him. He congratulated us on our apartment. Beth made him a drink and I watched his eyes staring at her wobbling buttocks as she went to the portable bar. Her quivering breasts also attracted his attention. I saw him lick his lips, guarding his expression of delight from my eyes. I was sure that he was still wondering if Beth had ever told me about the erotic adventure he had enjoyed with her in his cozy apartment in the hospital the night of the holiday party.
Curiously enough, since that time, Beth had never mentioned Dr. Brown again and I, truthfully, had given little or no thought whatever to that event. But now I began to wonder if I shouldn't let Dr. Brown know that I knew about it, Beth screwing him and sucking him off.
Well, I thought, watching him help Beth, putting his hand on her back and then sliding it down to the split of her lovely buttocks, time would tell. Just let things go, I told myself.
I saw Dr. Brown caressing her buttocks and then working his hand between her parted thighs. I saw Beth plant a kiss on his neck and then her one hand reach down to brush over the front of his pants. I saw him kiss her nose and then rub one hand over her breasts while the other was still snaking between her crotch from the rear.
Once he had his drink, he joined me. I saw that his prick was already hard under his Bermuda shorts. I felt the familiar strange sensations and I couldn't resist staring at it. All this man had to do was to touch my wife intimately and I felt my own prick responding.
"Well, Tom," Dr. Brown was saying, "I guess you've learned a lot since Beth took the job, huh?"
"I sure have," I told him and then he looked at me curiously. "Weren't you ever jealous, Tom?" He smiled. "If I had been her husband, I believe I would have been."
"No," I answered truthfully, "not at all." Then, I couldn't believe my own ears when I heard myself telling him that just the opposite was true. That I was fascinated and aroused and that our sex life had taken a different turn altogether since her first series of experiments with the sperm donors.
"Well, now that is really interesting psychologically," said Dr. Brown, "Tell me more! I wish we'd discussed this before, Tom."
As best I could, I explained in detail my every response and reaction to her stories about the donors and how their coming had swept her off her sexual feet, so to speak; how it had aided and abetted our own sexing, and how it had brought up the tentative prospect of my being latently homosexual because I could masturbate to the fantasies of these men coming right before my wife's eyes.
"Extremely interesting," Dr. Brown commented. From the corner of my eye I had noticed Dr. Brown nudging his lengthening prick with his elbow when Beth walked toward us, her breasts shimmering and looking so scrumptious.
Soon the others arrived. The party started off merrily. Dr. Beresford was in an excellent mood. He didn't look like the eminent research scientist that he was. Gloria was radiant. Hank was horny and he laughed into my ear that the party would probably turn into an orgy if Djin had anything to say about it.
The young nurse was positively scandalous, wearing a pair of pantyhose with no panties under them. This was noted by all present. Her blouse was open almost down to her narrow waist and her full, swollen breasts were quite visible when she leaned over or when she laughed and her luscious flesh would jiggle and sway seductively.
Hank commented that just one look at Beth and Djin embracing each other had sent his prick skyrocketing and it was all he could do to control it from blasting off. I jokingly told Dr. Brown what Hank had said and he laughed. "I feel the same way, kids," he grinned. "I could come right in my shorts."
"Beth would love that," I acknowledged, knowing full well that she really would.
"That'd be a lovely way to get the party rolling, wouldn't it?" Dr. Brown asked salaciously, winking at both Hank and me. Hank was fondling his extra-long hard-on and stroking the head of his bulbous cock as we both watched Djin and Gloria being introduced to each other.
Dr. Beresford was staring at the three young women. All were equally attractive, erotic and sensual. As the girls sat down on the couch with Beth in the middle, Dr. Beresford seated himself on the rug directly in front of them. He had excellent reason for doing this to be sure. Djin's mini-skirt scarcely covered her upper thighs and the sheer pantyhose which she was wearing made her voluptuous thighs more appealing. Dr. Beresford could see her pussy hair clearly.
He could also see Gloria's bare pussy. She wasn't wearing any panties. Gloria winked at him and spread open her thighs teasingly when Dr. Beresford offered her a light for her cigarette.
Beth realized what was exciting her ex-boss and, not to be undone, she let the hem of her hostess gown slide open almost up to her waist and, as she crossed her legs, Dr. Beresford's eyes widened. Her luscious pussy was completely exposed to his eyes although the girls on either side of her could not see. Beth smiled at Dr. Beresford and he blushed, knowing his cock was visible to all three girls. His prick was bleating and throbbing and wanting to escape. He was actually more than embarrassed but he couldn't control himself and his prick began to leap inside his pants.
Dr. Brown called Dr. Beresford over to our group and Beth, Gloria and the luscious Djin all burst into raucous laughter when they saw his prick standing up, poking out like a flagpole. This also made Dr. Beresford laugh. Like the good fellow he was, he didn't mind laughing at himself. He curled his fist around his prick and jokingly asked Beth if she wanted to take a sample. Both Djin and Gloria squealed and Djin urged Beth to get something to collect his semen.
"They're a hot bunch!" Dr. Beresford grinned, joining us. "Christ, do they turn me on," he said, using the vernacular... which amused us. Dr. Beresford was usually stuffy and very correct in his use of language.
"Why don't we take three samples," Beth called out, coming toward us, her breasts quivering and her robe open so we could see her white silky thighs. Gloria followed and her bouncing breasts were equally exciting. Djin, acting like a little kitten, sat down at our feet and didn't bother to keep her skirt down. All of us could see her fine curly pussy hair under the thin, sheer material of her expensive pantyhose.
"That sounds just marvelous," Djin cried, reaching out for Dr. Brown's prick. Dr. Brown's eyes flashed. He had always yearned for young Djin since he'd first seen her in the hospital. But he'd never had a chance to be alone with her, to proposition, to invite her to his study.
After a round of conversation it was agreed to by all that this would be a novel and symbolic way to start off our party to celebrate the study in Genetics and the Mobility of the Sperm. How easily all of us felt with each another was surprising to me.
In seconds Beth was sitting in front of Dr. Brown. Dr. Beresford had requested that Djin be his "technician."
Gloria laughed: "Well, that leaves me two pricks all my own," she said and in seconds, Hank's cock and my own were being caressed and fondled by Gloria. Now all our pricks were exposed and Beth was already licking Dr. Brown's cock, murmuring "This is the way it is done."
Djin took Dr. Beresford's cock deep down her throat. As we looked at her, the beautiful cocksucker was able to take off her blouse at the same time and her breasts were strikingly beautiful all nude. She was perspiring and her flesh was glistening.
Beth was now sucking off Dr. Brown, her robe completely off and Dr. Brown was fondling and stroking her lovely bare breasts, teasing and tickling her nipples and rubbing his stockinged toes all over Beth's open crotch.
Gloria was taking turns sucking off both Hank and me. When Hank shot off right into her mouth, she swallowed greedily and jerked me off so rapidly that I came almost at the same time, spitting my hot semen all over her happy face. Beth leaped up and dragging Dr. Brown with her, continued to jerk off his naked prick while she licked Gloria's sperm-covered face. In seconds, Dr. Beresford had a change of heart. He threw the lovely, half-naked Djin down on the rug, pulled down her pantyhose and plunged his prick deep up her thrilling cunt, Djin whimpering and squealing as his cock lunged and polished her darling hole.
As the party grew wilder, I finally had the opportunity I had looked for so long... that is, to feel and touch and lick and suck cocks, including Dr. Beresford's after he pulled out of Djin's warm, creamy pussy.
Hank came into my mouth several times and I could see why Beth enjoyed the taste and the rush of his rich thick fluid.
When the doorbell rang for the last time, and we all knew it was the staid Dr. Turner, the party was just getting started.
Yes, indeed, the final approach to the scientific research to be called "The Maintenance of Viscosity of Spermatozoa for Purposes of Clinical Insemination" was off to an exhilarating start!
