In many cases today's marriage is seen as a business and/or social arrangement between consenting adults rather than a continuing expression of love.
The results are obvious: casual, promiscuous infidelity; a lack of concern for the partner and the children; the breakdown of the nuclear family; and the use of others for thrill-seeking--and often deviant--purposes as an end in itself instead of as a means of showing devotion and affection. Too often a loving veneer masks a core of, at best, unconcern, at worst, depravity.
WHEN HER HUSBAND'S AWAY... is the story of one wife, outwardly normal, who discovers an eagerness to satisfy her lustful cravings in the arms of other men and women, A shocking story, perhaps, but also a mirror of our times.
--The Publisher
Chapter One
"How do you like it the first time with a new guy?" he asked. "Suck or fuck?"
"A little of both," she giggled, comparing the man standing before her to her husband.
There wasn't a great deal of difference between them. Her husband was six feet tall. He also wore the uniform sporting the four full stripes of a commercial airline captain, and they both flew for the same airline.
An hour earlier, Leslie James had deposited her husband at the airport for a flight to Rome. Captain Frank James had accepted her story that the overnight bag was along because she was going to visit her sister.
Instead, Leslie had gone into the airport lounge and met Captain Harley Kroft.
It had taken five minutes to make friends, twenty minutes to know they were both looking for the same thing, and a half-hour to get to the airport motel where they were now.
As she unpacked the small bag, which was lying on a chair, Leslie looked at Harley's reflection in the mirror. He had already shed his jacket and was now undoing his tie. Smiling at what she saw, she reached behind her back, undid the zipper of her dress and let it fall to the floor. Then she slid her half-slip down and stepped out of it.
She knew that he was watching her hungrily now, but she pretended to be unaware of his attention. It gave her pleasure to feel his eyes devouring the sensual loveliness of her body.
Parting her full lips in a half smile, she unfastened her bra. The snowy mounds of flesh seemed to burst from their confinement, and they seemed to swell in pale contrast to the deep tan surrounding them.
With only the slightest movement of her eyes, she stole a rapid glance at his reflection.
He was wearing nothing but a pair of briefs now. The muscles of his bronzed body rippled eagerly as his eyes spoke silent words of burning passion.
An involuntary thrill coursed through Leslie's body, causing her flawless pink nipples to become firm and erect. Her hands trembled as she pressed them to her hips and rolled her panties down. She was then completely nude, like a golden goddess with no blemish but the pale outlines of a bikini on her smooth, bare flesh.
She turned to face him. He, too, was now comletely naked. Wordlessly they moved into each other's arms, stood completely entwined for a few exquisite moments, then broke apart long enough to seek out the softness of the huge bed.
"Damn, Leslie, I had a hard-on the second I saw you walk into that lounge."
"And I had wet panties the moment I saw the bulge in your pants!" she moaned.
Gently adjusting his taut, lean body to hers, he began caressing her luscious tits. The touch of his flesh against hers made Leslie quiver all over. When he sensuously slid his leg along her thighs, she felt as though she could go on like this forever.
Then he was above her, on his knees.
He grasped his mammoth cock and fisted it. He could feel the blood throbbing painfully into its large, expanded cockhead, tiny droplets of thick, white pre-cum fluid already beginning to seep from the sensitive, contracting head to smear wetly against his thigh.
Slowly, provocatively, he massaged the heavy, thick foreskin back and forth over the twitching head of his huge, monstrous prick. It was a cock he was proud of, his claim to power and masculinity. Many a woman had cowered before the monster in the past, and many more would in the future.
"Mmmmm, you've got a nice prick," Leslie purred, her eyes riveted on the pulsating rod before her.
"It's all yours, baby," he rasped. "And you've got one hell of a body."
Her tits were like magnets. The sleek curves of her waist, hips and thighs drew his eyes and made him dizzy with their sweep and perfection as they dipped into the golden fur of her pussy.
"Are you gonna talk, or are you gonna fuck?" she hissed, her voice husky with need and desire.
He was on her in a bound, crushing her in his arms. His hands were huge, hard, and they bruised the softness of her woman-flesh. They molded the contours of her huge tits, cupped and squeezed the lush, jutting mounds of her asscheeks.
"You're hot, damn you, aren't you!" he growled.
"Yeah," she sighed. "It's true. I love it. I love it every way I can get it."
Harley tightened his arms around her and drew her close to him. The musky heat of his nakedness had already been making her dizzy with desire. His mouth had the taste of whiskey, but the searchings of his hot tongue soon made her forget it. She brought her hands up to his shoulders and returned his kiss with all the pent-up passion that seemed to be constantly in her body.
She rolled out of the circle of his arms and pressed her huge tits against his naked chest. The weight of her, added to the suddenness of her movement, caught him by surprise and he fell back on the bed. Leslie followed eagerly, one hand tugging his cock.
His cock was already rock-hard and throbbing as she covered his body with hers. The touch of his skin against her own seared her to the core of her pussy. Her mouth found his again, and again she was the aggressor, stabbing with her tongue and mashing her mouth down on his.
Her teeth bruised his lips and her hands clawed at the strong muscles of his shoulders.
"Damn, lady, you are one hot number," he panted when she took her mouth from his.
"Yes, dammit, I like it ... I love it!" she hissed into his ear. "Now if you want to fuck me, fuck me! Fuck me any way you want to!"
There was no further talk between them. Their mouths were busy. Their hands were busy. Their entire bodies were taken up with the business of fucking.
He squeezed her lush tits, not being gentle. Instead, he let her feel the force of his masculine strength, and she gloried in the spasms of pain mixed with her pleasure.
He kissed her tits, raising her to new heights of passion with his warm, wet lips and tongue. His hands slid beneath her and cupped the full globes of her asscheeks. Her back arched and the muscles in her throat pulled taut while her eyes squeezed tightly shut.
Blindly, she found the hard length of his cock with her hands and brought the throbbing cockhead into play with the lips of her pussy.
"Now! Now! Please!" she panted.
"You're a cunt, Leslie. You're a beautiful, expensive, no-good cunt. But I think we're just alike."
"Shut up and fuck me, dammit! Hurry up and give me your COCK!"
She wanted his prick ramming her badly now. She began to make animal sounds deep in her throat that she knew would excite him.
"Roll over!" he commanded. "Roll over and get on your hands and knees. I'm going to shove this thing right up your beautiful ass!"
"Yes, YESSSS!" she howled. "I love it in my shitter!"
Quickly she rolled over and raised up on her elbows and knees, her body quivering with anticipation. Having his meat up her ass was all right with Leslie. She liked a cock anywhere.
Harley moved in behind her and opened her legs wider with his. He looked at the luscious girl bending over for him, and felt hot waves of excitement surge through his prick. He was going to fuck this beautiful ass.
He moved in closer and spread the creamy cheeks to gaze at the puckered hole above her hairy cunt. He reached under her and stuck a finger into her pussy. He brought back the moisture that flooded his palm and spread it around her asshole, then went back for another load. This time his hand was literally dripping with her excited juice.
"Do it, dammit! What are you waiting for?" sne shrieked.
This time, Harley poked two fingers into her asshole and scorched the rubbery flesh inside. The opening was tight. He felt his cock jump at the thought of impaling that tight little hole, and the even tighter canal that lay behind it.
He fucked her gently with his fingers for a moment or two, but finally couldn't contain himself any longer. Pulling his fingers from the now-lubricated hole, he pressed the hard tip of his prick against the opening.
"HURRY! FUCK IT! FUCK MY ASS!" Leslie screamed. "Hurry up and DO IT, YOU BASTARD!"
Harley gave a tentative push. The tight sphincter muscles of her ass wouldn't give. Then he realized that this bitch wouldn't help him, and, more fully, he realized that she wanted to be taken roughly.
Well, he wouldn't disappoint her.
Again he put the head of his cock to her asshole and shoved with all the strength in his hips. Leslie moaned, and he felt her tight muscle give slightly under his lunge. His cock-head popped through and was soon embedded in her dark, warm hole.
But he had a lot of inches, and would revel in burying it all up her ass.
Leslie opened her legs wider to open herself up more to his massive prick. She was going crazy with the sensations that his ramming cock was producing in her hungry ass. She steadied herself under the weight he was pushing at her. She wanted his cock in her, more and more and more.
Then he was lunging harder, and she was glorying in the feeling of having his giant cock in her hot asshole. She broke out in beads of sweat when she thought of what her asshole was doing to his cock, when she thought of how it would feel to have all of it in her.
He pushed with all the strength he could muster and sent half of his cock in one thrust up the cloying asshole. Leslie was holding herself open. She wanted to feel all of him inside her ass. With a conscious effort, she bore back, opening her asshole up even more for him to shove the rest of his giant prick into . her. She needed his hot cock in her ass, all the way.
"Harder, you bastard, HARDER! Fuck it all in me!"
Harley succeeded in burying his prick to the balls on the next try. He grunted with the pleasure his cock was feeling. He held still for a moment, relishing the feeling of such incredible tightness around his entire prick. Then he pulled out almost all the way, leaving just the tip of his cock imbedded in her ass. Then, taking a deep breath, he shoved the entire length of his cock back into her gooey ass.
Leslie screamed with the joy this produced in her body. She had to hold on very tightly to the headboard to keep from being pushed against it.
Soon he began to saw in and out of her asshole. He did it slowly at first, after his initial lunge, and then he started fucking in earnest.
She tightened the muscles of her ass around his plunging cock. It made him want to cry out with pleasure as the ringed muscles pulled even harder on his prick.
"Oh, shit, Leslie, honey! Sonofabitch, what are you doing to my cock! Your ass is unbelievable! I'm not going to stop until I've filled it with all the cum I've got waiting to pump up in you!"
"Oh, yes, yes, lover! Fuck,me! Shove your big, fat cock up in my ass until I'm raw and I can't stop you! Make me take it! I want your hot cum up my ass until I drown!"
Then they both lost control. Leslie felt the intensity of the waves of pleasure increase, and knew that she couldn't hold out her climax much longer. She could feel the twitching of her cunt muscles beneath the massive cock poking in and out of her ass. Her cunt was contracting as if she were being fucked the regular way. It was bliss, pure heaven. Harley was thick and he stretched her ass opening more than any other cock she could remember.
He stroked faster, and then he felt the cum building down deep in his balls. He knew he would be filling her ass in just a minute or two. And, God, he wanted to. He wanted to pump and pump her full of his male cum.
He grabbed her hips and set about fucking her ass even harder. He pistoned his giant cock in and out of her puckered and greedy asshole until he felt the twitching in the base of his prick that signaled the start of his come.
Leslie felt it at the same time and smiled to herself. Now she would get what she loved and wanted so much--an ass full of cum.
And then it happened. Gobs and gobs of his milky, hot jism shot into her ass. At the initial contact of his steaming liquid, she knew that she too was coming. She felt the contractions in her pussy and the strong muscles of her ass reacted to further heighten his climax. He was being milked by her body. He shot spurt after spurt of gooey cum into her. The pleasure of her tight ass squeezing him was driving him wild.
As the last remaining drops found their way up into her, she pumped even more violently back against him. She was pouring all of her own cum juice down her legs and against his balls.
The intermingling of cum and perspiration soaked both of them. Leslie reached the height of her orgasm as Harley pumped his last into her. She screamed and pushed her hips and ass back against him to get the final power in his waning cock. By pushing back against his cock, she got the full length out of his draining prick and the most out of her come.
Finishing together, they slumped, panting, into the soft pillows. They were still connected by his semi-hard cock.
"You may be a bitch," he rasped, "but you're one hell of a fuck."
"I know it, bastard." She rolled over and faced him, her eyes now haunted but still blazing with their previous lust. "More?"
"Suck it." He pushed her by the shoulders down across his belly until her face was just over his cock. Then he entwined his fingers in her blonde hair and pushed her down farther.
Leslie sucked him off and then fucked him twice more before they finally fell asleep.
When Leslie awoke, the sun was streaming in through the window. Harley was still sound asleep, his well-molded chest rising and falling rhythmically as he breathed. She swung her shapely bare legs over the side of the bed and walked over to the dresser to look at her watch. It was a little after twelve noon. She yawned and stretched while glancing at the reflection of Harley's sleeping form.
Should she take this big, wonderful cock one more time before leaving?
Sure! Why not?
But first a shower!
She masturbated in the shower until her cunt was as wet as her body. Then, without toweling off, she returned to the bedroom.
Harley was awake, sitting up in the bed, half draped with the sheet, and inhaling a freshly lighted cigarette. He was grinning.
"You know," he said. "I think I'll let you stay with me again tonight."
"Oh, is that so?" Leslie replied. "And what makes you think I'll want to?"
He flipped off the sheet, snuffed out the cigarette, and climbed out of the bed. Striding directly to where Leslie stood, he encircled her waist with one arm and gently fondled a tit with his free hand. "Because I fuck you good, baby," he chuckled.
Leslie pressed against him and embraced him, clasping both hands behind the nape of his neck. She could feel the passion rising once more in her body. "There's a lot of truth in that," she smiled.
She groaned and relaxed her body as she felt his fingers dipping into the cum-filled syrup of her cunt. His touch flicked the switch in her body. She felt the heat start again, more intense than ever.
She nodded her head, silently, slowly, and spread her legs wide, offering him full access to her pussy.
He kissed his way down over her lush tits, on to her stomach, and continued until his tongue was flicking at her clit. His warm mouth teased her, taunted her.
"How'd you like something nice and big in there now, honey?" he whispered, bringing his head back up until his lips were at her ear.
"What do you suggest?" she chuckled.
"Cock, cock, and more cock."
"I thought you'd never get around to it!"
He stared at her jutting tits, the stiffened nipples longing to be sucked. The triangle of cunt hair between her legs was moist, warm and inviting. He felt his already racing blood pulsing faster and faster.
Leslie's eyes danced admiringly over his naked physical perfection, especially the seemingly ferocious power exuded by his lengthening, thickening and fast-hardening prick.
He pushed the big hard-on up against her belly as he hugged her and wrapped his tongue around hers in a fervent kiss. His big hands glided all over her naked body, eliciting great pangs of desire and erotic sensation within her.
"Jesus," he moaned, "you put my wife to shame!"
"The bed," Leslie gasped. "Let's get with it . . . I'm ready as hell!"
They lay on the bed, and her mouth went right to his prick. She sucked in the large cock and he made full, hard strokes into her. She was kneeling between his legs, her full red lips lapping happily at the turgid hunk of cock. Then, abruptly, she maneuvered her body around until her soft, creamy asscheeks were hovering directly over his face.
"Lick it!" she rasped. "Lick and suck my asshole while I suck you off!"
He did as she urged. His hot tongue burned against her puckered opening, making it wider, wetter. Her luscious asscheeks clenched and unclenched around his long, spearing tongue. Her eyes burned and her lovely long legs were spread wide apart. Every now and then he licked her pussy and teased at the throbbing little clit hanging down between her soft, gooey cunt folds.
Leslie groaned and guided his finger to the hard little clit. "Go ahead," she husked, "rub it. Rub my clittie and make me hot!"
"Jesus, you're hot enough," he murmured as once again her creamy asshole went onto his mouth. He could hear her groans and moans, and this only made his cock stand higher.
Leslie took his long, smooth cock in both her hands and pulled it. Then she rubbed it between her palms vigorously, bending every now and then to lick its thick head.
Her creamy white ass shoved back and forth like a machine over his hungry mouth. She jiggled his balls with one hand while the other kept up a rhythm of mad lust. His prick in her fist was like a baseball bat.
Now her hole was spread wide apart and he could delve with his tongue beyond the puckered opening.
"Lick it!" she gasped. "Tongue-fuck me up my asshole! I love it!"
His tongue came alive in her rear channel while his fingers found her cunt. They clawed gently at the crack, teasing the cunt lips, smearing the moistness that was there onto his own hand.
"In me . . . please, in me," she moaned hungrily.
"Yeah . . . shit, yeah," the big man hissed, sliding a finger in her hole.
Her legs spread automatically, baring her cunt to him, wanting him to ravage her. Her groin twitched, lunging forward, pressing against his fingers.
Then he was behind her.
"No, dammit, I want it in my cunt!" Leslie cried.
"Can't help it, baby," Harley panted. "I dreamed about your sweet asshole all night."
"Owwww!" she cried, as she felt him shove against her and force his throbbing prick into her sweet asshole.
"Please!" she sobbed. "I need it in the cunt first ... I need a come! Fuck my CUNT!"
"I'm in now, honey," he panted. "Can't stop . . . can't stop. Your asshole feels so good, baby . . . can't stop fucking it!"
"Oh, shit," she moaned. She had a hard time concentrating. She was floating in a weightless world. There was no feeling except between her warm asscheeks. And there was a fire. It was a flame, growing hotter and with each moment.
She could feel his monstrous cock jammed into the puckered hole of her ass, and she could feel it stretching the tiny channel to its limits.
She loved it, but her cunt was screaming to be filled, screaming for a cock.
"Please, please, don't fuck me there!" she writhed and appealed to him. "Fuck my CUNT, Harley, you bastard! Please, slide that big prick into my hairy PUSSY!"
Harley chuckled deep in his throat and his arms tightened around her. He pressed closer, until his body was tight against her back. His hips heaved back and forth, and his prick shot in and out of her asshole with a vengeance.
Knowing that he was going to keep screwing her in the ass now, Leslie gave herself up to the incredible sensations coursing through her cock-hungry body. Her whole crotch was turned on. And it felt wonderful. She couldn't tell where his prick was going in and out of her. One moment she felt the water in her hairy pussy, feeling like ice on red-hot steel, the next moment she felt her cunt writhing and twisting around what seemed like hot steam in her bowels.
"Oh, oh, ohhhhh, God," she moaned. It felt so good. She heaved her asscheeks back and felt her asshole gobbling his rigid cock. It slid up her hole like it was a greased pole and rocked her when his pelvis bumped against her soft ass. The jolt of the meeting of their flesh literally shook her.
"Like it, baby? Is it good?" Harley panted behind her.
"Yes! Oh, God, Harley ... oh, yes, fuck my ass . . . fuck the shit right out of my ass!" She threw her head back and writhed uncontrollably as he jammed his burning prick into her rear. She shoved her ass back to help him.
"Oh, baby, you got a nice asshole," he moaned. "Beautiful!"
"Do it, lover! Fuck it! Fuck my ass! Fuck it good and don't stop. Pinch my tits and fuck my ass, Harley. Cram me full of your cock!"
Then she became a twisting, squirming ball of burning flesh, giving in completely to her desire. The most wonderful thing in the world at that moment was the way he plowed into her clenching asshole with his giant cock.
"I'm going to fuck you out of your mind, baby," Harley growled.
"DO IT!" Leslie responded hotly. "Oh, God, do it!"
"Stick your ass farther back, honey. Hold it up so I can shove my prick in straight. You know how. Put it up where I can get at it." His fingers squeezed her tits painfully.
She braced her feet and shoved her buttocks backward. The movement rammed his cock into her ass to the final depths. It felt to Leslie like he had ruptured her asshole. Her innards trembled around the huge piece of rigid cock he had squeezed into her rear. She sucked at it with her ass. It felt good. So good.
She began to twist and sway her hips, making his prick lance in and out of her tormented ass. It was a fantastic sensation. She couldn't get enough. She wanted him to pour his cum into her. She wanted it desperately.
Harder and harder, faster and faster, she jammed back against his body. Each time she was rewarded by the violent stab of a cock up her ass. She poured it on. Her churning hips whipped backward and forward against him, feeling the onset of a violent come drawing nearer and nearer. She couldn't get enough of that big prick in her squirming ass.
"Ugh, ugh, ugh," Harley was grunting. Each stab into her beautiful ass was heaven for him. And she obviously wanted more. More. More. She couldn't seem to get enough, and this knowledge turned him on even more.
Leslie twisted and writhed under the weight of his body behind her. Her eyes were glazed, feverish. Her asshole was pulpy and sore. But she was getting fucked the way she wanted to be fucked.
"I'M COMING, BABY!" he suddenly bellowed in her ear. "Oh, Jesus, fuck, I'm
COMMMMINNNNNNNNG!''
His announcement seemed to trigger off a chain reaction in Leslie's body. Atom by atom, she seemed to dissolve in a fiery burst of heat. She was literally melting at the core. She was overheated, steaming. She imagined she could even feel the steamy fluids building for her orgasm leaking from under the fringe of pussy hair that guarded her cunt. There was no question that she was coming with a fury she had never before experienced. And she had to pee. And her butt hurt so beautifully that she didn't want it to stop hurting.
"More, MORE!" she screamed. "Oh, God, DON'T STOP! I'M SO CLOSE!"
But it was too late. He had come, and was now rolling away from her.
"Damn, you're one good piece," he moaned.
And you're an ass-fucker!" Leslie thought. Thank God I get my hair fixed today!
Chapter Two
Leslie couldn't remember a time when she hadn't adored sex. She had loved it from that very first time she had peeked through the keyhole in the door between her bedroom and her mother's, and watched her mother fucking one of her boyfriends.
Leslie had ground the palm of her hand against her pussy and dreamed', of the day she could have a long, hard prick like that up her own cunt.
But it didn't happen the way she thought it would.
His name was Hal Grady. He was in college. The first time Leslie met him, she wanted him to be the one. She lied about her age and Hal believed her.
Why shouldn't he? Leslie looked and acted much older than she was.
It was on their second date, after an afternoon tennis party, when it happened. They returned to the house and found a note from her mother.
"Dear: Gone out to the island for the weekend. Left some money for you on the dresser. Have a nice weekend. Mother"
I plan on it! Leslie thought to herself, turning into Hal's arms. "Well, well, well," she said, "I guess we have the house all to ourselves!"
"Does that mean what I think it means?" he grinned.
"Try me!"
Leslie melted in his arms. Her mouth locked to his, her tongue leaping in and out of his mouth with rapid, darting thrusts. At first, their kiss was gently urging, then it grew more and more passionate, more and more frenzied, until the young girl was mindless of everything except his tongue and body.
His hands moved up and down her back, and he explored the whole graceful curve from back to asscheek, caressing every ridge and valley. Leslie trembled as her pussy mound pressed against his hard prick. He stroked her side, fondling the pattern of her ribs and the swelling of her cunt mound against him. Her body seemed to have a will of its own, rubbing and gliding against his every touch.
"God, I've wanted you since the first moment I saw you," he gasped.
"I know," Leslie breathed. "And I've felt the same way."
Then their mouths touched again and she twisted her body to press those huge tits more fully against him, mashing her melon-like tits against his chest.
Through a passion-hazed fog she heard the sound of a zipper and suddenly realized it was her own dress being opened down the back by Hal's expert hands. Then his fingers were running gently up and down the length of her bare back, over the strap of her bra, sending shivers of anticipation through her whole trembling body. His fingers unclasped the confining bra with one deft movement and then his hands moved over her shoulders, pulling the dress down over her arms until her naked tits danced happily into the air of freedom.
He pulled his mouth from hers while at the same time his hands cupped the round fullness of her asscheeks. He drew her cunt in tightly to his own throbbing groin. His mouth moved tantalizingly, slowly, down the side of her neck, over her naked shoulders and down to her eagerly trembling tits, leaving a trail of wet kisses all along the route.
As his mouth locked hungrily onto the rosy-tipped nipple of her right tit, he could feel her body jerk uncontrollably in his strong young arms.
"Oh, Hal! Ooooohhhh!"
"Hey, let's go into the bedroom," he whispered, sending hot, heavy breath into her ear.
She nodded and led him into the bedroom, her dress hanging down around her waist, her huge young tits jiggling delightfully with every step. Within moments Hal was naked before her and she was ogling the muscular contours of his ruggedly built body. His chest was covered with a thin mat of light-colored hair, and although he wasn't tall, he gave the appearance of being very powerfully and sturdily built.
Silently his eyes locked onto hers with obvious passion and he lowered her dress down to her ankles and lifted each leg so that she could step out of it. The bra she had been wearing fell also. Lastly, he slipped his fingers into the waistband of her panties and slid the sheer garment over her milky white legs, pausing to plant a wet and lingering kiss on her pussy as he did so.
Leslie's naked body convulsed involuntarily at the touch of his lips on the softness of her cunt hairs. She grabbed his head and lifted it up, locking her mouth once again on his, sending her tongue probingly into his warm, wet mouth.
As they kissed feverishly he pushed her onto the bed and pressed his belly against hers, his cock pulsing with lust. Their bodies began to undulate in a steady, rhythmic tempo as their passion-hot lips locked and their tongues flicked and probed frenetically into each other's mouths.
Finally he broke away and shifted position so that his thick, muscular thighs pressed close to her shoulders. Leslie pushed her face eagerly into the curly mass of his groin.
"Suck it, honey," he gasped. "Eat my prick a little first!"
Leslie knew what was expected of her from having watched her mother suck cock so many times. And although she had never done anything like this before, she was eager and anxious to take the whole of this thickly pulsing cock into her mouth.
His hands tightened around her head and he pulled her beautiful face in closer as her tongue slid sensuously out from between her lips and searched teasingly through the mass of hair surrounding the jutting, heavily throbbing prick she was about to taste. Clasping her hands around the back of his thighs, she moved her lips upward until they reached the hard, muscular contours of his jerking prick and then sucked it hungrily up into the warm, wet cavern of her mouth, letting it slither up, up, until at last she could feel it bump softly against the back of her throat.
When he withdrew his prick from her mouth on the outstroke, she could see that his blunt-headed cock had grown even larger, thicker, more threatening, and she gasped at the enormous size of it. She closed her fingers around the hard, throbbing length of cock-flesh, sending her tongue in teasing circles around its cum-bloated head, running her fingers at the same time along its saliva-coated length.
She could feel the moisture of her own pussy juices seeping down between her thighs, and she smiled inwardly in recognition of her own hotly aroused cunt below. Hal, looking down, could hardly believe his eyes. His breath began to come now in irregular pants as he watched his lust-hardened cock disappearing slowly into Leslie's ovalled mouth until it was buried in the warm moist tunnel up to its hilt. His cum-swollen balls slapped softly against her chin. Soon he saw nothing but the top of his head buried beneath his own curly pubic mass, and this sight only inflamed the fires of his passion even more.
He tightened his grip around her head and, holding her greedy mouth in place, fucked the full pulsing length of his cock into her throat as far back as it would go.
Leslie almost choked as the enormous rubbery head of his mouth-stretching cock pressed hard against the back of her throat. She couldn't breathe for a moment or two. Then he pulled back and she strained forward so as not to lose entirely this heavily throbbing cock. She was eager to tickle and tease it with the tip of her tongue. Hal's breath became increasingly more ragged as the young girl began long, slow, fucking motions up and down the fully extended length of his hard prick with her warm, moist, sucking mouth.
"God, you're good, honey," he murmured. "The best."
Leslie's only response was a choked sob of rapturous pleasure.
"And I'm going to give you the fuck of your life." He smiled slyly, studying the nakedly glistening contours of her ripely rounded young tits and ass.
She could feel his cock growing harder and harder, longer and thicker as his lust-driven prick fucked in and out of her sucking mouth. It was all he could do not to come at that very minute, so he withdrew his cock from the vise of her clasping lips and leaned down to kiss her.
Her mouth was still as hungry as ever and he could taste the saltiness of his prick juices on her lips. He maneuvered her around until she lay flat on her back, her mouth still locked hungrily to his, and he carefully explored her mouth with his flicking tongue.
"Oh, oh, ohhhh! Mmmmm! Oh, God, cs!" Leslie moaned breathlessly when he finally broke the kiss. She loved the feel of his bulky weight on top of her nakedness. She wanted him to fuck her now more than she had ever wanted anything in her young life. She had to feel the heavily throbbing length of his cock fucking deep up into her belly.
Hal pulled away from her for one tantalizing moment, studying the nakedly yielding form beneath him. Her huge tits were fullblown and quivering with desire, the pinkly erect nipples throbbing with a life? of their own. Her curly pussy hairs looked sopping wet, and her tapering thighs were spread wide in open invitation to him. He savored this luscious sight for a few moments as she looked beseechingly up into his eyes.
"Do you want it now, baby? You want to feel my big prick shooting up in your sweet belly now?" he rasped.
"Yes, oh, God, yes!" she cried. "Fuck me, Hal! Fuck me now!"
"Soon, baby, soon," he chuckled teasingly. "First I want to taste you!" He lowered his head toward her softly grinding cunt.
Leslie crooned ecstatically, unable to control her torrential passions, as his hot breath wafted over her downy pussy fur. Her cuntlips glistened pinkly, and the tiny bud of her clit already quivered with excited anticipation as he pressed his lips into the soaking folds of her cunt.
His tongue roamed teasingly, tantalizingly, over her trembling pussy lips and his teeth nipped down on her little clit until her body began to rock and writhe beyond control.
The sound of her low grumbling moans combined with the sweetly fragrant woman-taste of her cunt drove Hal to new heights of passion. He thought his cum would burst through his painfully throbbing balls. But he held back, pulling her pussy up to his mouth while her legs wrapped around his neck.
Her hands reached down to hold his head, to pull it more tightly into her grinding cunt, while her entire naked body shook with each flicking thrust of his wonderful hot tongue into her hole. Her pussy juice covered his probing tongue until he withdrew it completely and substituted first one, then two and finally three fingers.
Leslie smiled to herself. There was no pain. She knew there wouldn't be. She had popped her own cherry years before with her own fingers. And lately she had been able to get half her fist up her cunt to bring herself off.
All she needed now as a cock.
Both of their naked bodies were covered with a fine mist of sweat as they groaned and sighed in exquisite rapture, whimpering with burning passion.
Hal's cock was painfully ready, ready to explode right through his skin. He caught her hand and placed it securely around the throbbing cock-flesh. At the feel of the hotly pulsating cock in her hand, Leslie jumped and her eyes flew open. Her hand grasped the massive prick tightly, then began to stroke up and down the length of it, pulling the foreskin back with each movement.
"Oh, God, Leslie, honey . . . here comes the fuck of your life!" he murmured as he crawled up between her thighs and placed his giant cock at the entrance to her pulsating cunt.
She cried out in total bliss as the big cockhead pierced the soft folds leading to her tight pussy. Steadily inward he went, fucking slowly at first so as not to cause her any pain, even though her cunt was wet and slippery from the juices of her passion. Her naked young asscheeks ground hungrily upward toward his cock after the first contact, and she half-whispered, half-whimpered, "Oh, God! Oh, Hal, please, fuck me good!"
"Don't worry, baby, I will," he growled. "I will!"
Her body convulsed at the first thrust of his massive cock into the tightly clenching opening of her pussyhole. A slight cry of pain slipped from her lips as he fucked harder, deeper into her wet cunt. But soon that cry dissolved into a low guttural groan of intense, sublime pleasure. There was nothing else in the world for her now, nothing mattered as much as that hotly pulsing hardness fucking in and out of her cunt. That enormous hulk of man-flesh between her wide-spread thighs was heaven.
With one final thrust, he had fucked up into her pussy as far as he could, and he groaned as he felt the hot, juicy walls of her inner cunt ripple and cling to his deeply fucking cock. Her inner pussy muscles clung tightly, tenaciously to him and he felt almost as though her cunt were trying to swallow up the entire pulsing length of him. He felt the burning pressure of his cum stretching the fragile skin of his balls and he knew he couldn't hold back much longer.
Leslie, too, was on the brink, about to explode with a thunderous, cunt-bursting passion. Then her body convulsed, jerked, and a wrenching spasm rippled through it as she exploded into her first cock-induced orgasm.
And then her second.
After that she stopped counting, until finally, unable to endure the torture any longer, Hal felt his cum blast loose from his swollen balls and blaze through the jerking length of his cock all the way up into the milking depths of her womb.
Great spurts of white hot jism filled Leslie's greedy pussy until she couldn't hold any more. It came dribbling out along the smooth, satiny skin of her thighs. Its warmth seemed to spread throughout her whole body, and she thought it would never stop . . . never stop spewing out into her belly and down over the smooth white flesh of her open thighs.
But at last it did stop. His now deflated cock remained within the warmth of her pussy for a long time as they both basked in the afterglow of their fantastic fuck.
"Jesus, you sure do love to fuck, don't you, baby?" Hal finally gasped.
"I love it," Leslie smiled, not telling him that he'd been her very first.
"Listen, there's a fraternity party tomorrow night. It's a little wild, but would you like to go?"
"I'd love to!" she chirped. "Now, fuck me some more!"
Chapter Three
Leslie didn't know what to expect when they reached the fraternity house, but she loved what she found. A third of the crowd was already half-naked, and, in a dark corner, she was sure she saw a blonde head bobbing over a big cock.
"I told you it would be a little wild," Hal chuckled. "But everything's cool. You don't have to join in if you don't want to."
Oh boy, Leslie thought, you don't know the new me!
Hal went for drinks. He had barely left Leslie's side when a voice bellowed from behind her.
"Hey, let's get this party going!"
She turned to face a tall, dark-haired young man who had his arm around a beautiful redhead. She could see that the girl's blouse was unbuttoned and the man had his hand on one of her tits.
"Yeah, let's get with it!" some one replied.
Leslie watched, wide-eyed, as the man began to pull off the redhead's blouse. She felt her pulse quicken and she looked around at the others to see their reactions, but they didn't seem particularly interested. The man had finished undressing the redhead and she casually stood in the dim light, her body a playground for the shadows that danced around her lush curves.
The man quickly took off his shirt and then removed his trousers and shorts. Both he and the redhead stood in the flickering light. They were obviously unconcerned about the presence of eighteen other people. " He moved closer to the redhead and pulled her to him, pressing his mouth hungrily on hers. The girl's body squirmed in his grasp and pressed into his. They stood locked together as their kisses grew more passionate.
Leslie had become aware that others around her were now in various stages of undress. She watched as though hypnotized as the naked figures began to pair off. The air was suddenly very heavy with lustful anticipation. She watched as a girl slowly raised her skirt in front of her date to reveal long, smooth legs crowned by her dark triangle of hair that held the boy transfixed. She began to rotate her hips sensuously in front of him. Then she parted her legs to receive the hand that eagerly grabbed at the warmth of her cunt. In a moment he had fallen to his knees in front of her and buried his face between her legs.
Leslie looked back at the first young man and the redhead. They were sitting On a couch while he was hungrily sucking at one of her ripe tits. The girl was moaning and stroking his hardened cock with both hands. They were both obviously consumed with lust, their bodies shuddering with anticpation.
Leslie's stunned eyes traveled around the room. She saw a mass of writhing bodies and heard moans of* pleasure coming from every direction.
In front of her, the young man continued to kiss all over the redhead's body. It was easy to tell that the girl was nearly out of her mind with pleasure. Finally he moved and knelt between her spread legs. His prick stood straight as an arrow from his hairy groin, and the head glistened with moisture. Leslie watched, unable to move, as he guided his big tool to the redhead's waiting pussy and then plunged in, causing the girl to writhe in ecstasy. They became a blur of passion and frenzy as he pumped in and out of her, her rhythm matching his perfectly.
There was a girl lying on the floor directly in front of Leslie with her legs spread wide, revealing a wet pussy that seemed to throb all by itself. The girl's hips were rotating against the carpet and her huge tits swayed with her movement. Her nipples were hard and Leslie could hear her labored breathing which grew more intense as another girl bent over her and lowered her head between the open legs and began to suck. The girl on top pressed her body into the other's. Leslie could tell from the movements and moans that both females were ecstatic with the contact of mouth to cunt.
Then Leslie suddenly became aware of an arm around her and a hand resting on one tit. She turned quickly.
"Hi, I'm Jeeter . . . Hal's roommate."
It all seemed so natural. Leslie smiled.
"Hi."
"Quite a sight, isn't it?" Jeeter grinned. "Shall we join the party?"
He had begun to caress her tit. With his other hand he traced intricate patterns across her cheek and down her neck. He began to unbutton her blouse. Before Leslie could stop him, he had his hand inside and was massaging the soft mound of flesh.
She shuddered from his touch. She felt hot and shaky and she was suddenly overcome with the urge to fuck.
But what about Hal?
Something bumped against her leg. She looked down. There was a boy lying on the floor with his face covered by an undulating cunt. She looked down at the figures, and watched hypnotized as his tongue darted in and out of the dripping gash. Behind the girl, straddling the boy's hips, was another girl, lowering herself over his hardened prick. Her eyes were closed, and Leslie heard her moan as the cockshaft slowly disappeared up inside her. The boy began to push his hips up and was met with the downward push of the girl. He moaned in pleasure as he continued to suck on the cunt covering his face.
Then Leslie felt Jeeter's naked, hard cock rubbing against her body through her clothing.
Again she looked for Hal, and spotted him standing by the bar. A tiny blonde was on her knees in front of him. She was rubbing Hal's prick through his trousers. Then she reached up, unzipped his pants and reached inside and pulled out his cock. Greedily she closed her mouth over the pulsating knob and began to suck. Hal's hands held her head and his hips began to match her movements as he closed his eyes in obvious bliss.
In the dim light, Leslie saw only pricks and cunts, pricks in cunts, mouths over pricks and pricks in assholes.
Her pussy was leaking. She could feel the juice running down the inside of her thighs. She reached down and closed her hand around Jeeter's hard prick.
"Kind of gets to you, all this fucking, doesn't it?" he groaned huskily.
"It sure does."
"Hal said he figured you were a swinger." Leslie laughed. "I didn't know it until now."
She rubbed her body back and forth against his, feeling the hardness of his prick against her belly.
As they kissed, she could feel his hand slowly drawing the zipper of her dress down, then the warmth of his hand against her bare back, rubbing gently. His hand slipped down under her dress and under her panties. He squeezed the cheeks of her ass--first one, then the other. His fingers were hot on her skin. She could feel the heated impressions where he touched. Her body came alive with its own heat, radiating the warmth out to him as though she were on fire.
He pulled away from her, moving his hands up to the neck of her dress. His eyes followed his hands as they slowly lowered the dress over her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. His gaze traveled up and down her body, savoring the beauty of form and the lush curves before him. He sucked in his breath and closed his eyes for a moment as if trying to compose himself. She was clad only in transparent panties, brief enough to be almost nonexistent. He hooked his thumbs in the elastic and lowered them until they too fell to the floor.
"Wow," he moaned. "I think you're the finest cunt I'll fuck tonight."
"Then get to it," Leslie moaned. "I'm hotter'n hell!"
Not needing any further urging, Jeeter began running his hands down her body, lingering to squeeze and fondle each tit, circling each proud nipple as it grew harder and more erect.
Leslie breathed deeply. Her tits rose sensuously to meet his touch. His hands moved down across her stomach until they both came to rest on the blonde nest of hair over her cunt. He gently twisted his fingers in her hair and pressed them against the flesh beneath. To Leslie it felt as though each finger was emitting an electric shock that sent the current through her body, meeting her own, kindling fires deep within her pussy.
"You're beautiful," he breathed. "I've never seen anything so beautiful."
He reached up and put his hands behind her head, pulling her toward him, her hair fanning out like silk around his fingers. Then he eased her down. He stood back and watched as she stretched out, his own body responding to her movements like a drug.
Leslie couldn't take her eyes off him as he stood towering above her. His cock almost frightened her. It stood way out in a heavy arc from his pubic hair, jerking slightly and dripping. She could smell his manliness as he skinned his monstrous prick back and let the glowing head stand out in pulsating thickness. She saw the eye dripping and the sac of balls swinging heavily as he stroked his cock over her opened cunt.
"How do you want it?" he growled.
Leslie shrugged.
"Ever been ass fucked?"
"No," she shook her head, but the idea appealed to her.
He got between her thighs. The sounds of the fucking couples around her drove her wild. His huge cock thrust straight for her heaving belly as she reached out and grasped it with both hands. It was at its full length and girth now, and her fingers couldn't touch around it. Nor could she cover it with both hands.
"You want to put it in my ass?" she breathed. "You want to put your big, beautiful hunk of cock in my asshole and assfuck me with it?"
Jeeter nodded dumbly, and Leslie whirled around. She bent and grasped her ankles as he stood and moved in behind her. His hips worked the hard head of his prick against the cheeks of her ass, but his coordination was such that he couldn't enter her.
"I'll do it, I'll do it!" Leslie cried impatiently. She reached under her opened crotch and seized the darting head of his massive cock. "Just go slow so it won't hurt too much!"
The impassioned young man didn't hear her. The moment she fitted his big cock to her asshole, he shoved it in and up with a vicious lunge.
"OHHHH, SHIIIHT!" she cried out. Then, as the pain turned to pleasure, she braced herself and fucked her asshole back over the full length of his thundering cock.
She could feel his hairy chest as he bent to her back and used his hands to squeeze and tug at her huge, swaying tits. He wasn't as gentle as Hal, but somehow she didn't mind. She knew that he was different; the need for sex was like the need for food to him. It was all hunger which needed to be satisfied.
"You got it, honey," he moaned. "You got my prick all the way up your beautiful ass!"
"I know! Ohhhh, shit, I KNOW! NOW FUUUUUCK MEEEEEEE!"
The hot breath on her neck was flecked with saliva. Her head dropped forward and rolled from side to side, fanning her hair like a halo around her head. The cock in her asshole seemed made of iron flame, the short hard thrusts not as sweet as his long, deep thrusts had been before, but she was used to them.
"Come on, lover!" she wailed in sexual abandon. "Drive your prick into me! FUCK ME! It's all yours . . . my asshole, my pussy, my mouth . . . whatever you want! Just FUCK MEEEEE!"
She swayed and quivered. Sweat broke out the length of her vibrating body, and so violent was her humping and twisting that her tits slapped noisily against each other. His nails raked her white skin, and a trickle of saliva rolled down her back. She felt him nearing the end, and her eyes closed tightly, her mind concentrating on the furious fire gathering in her asshole.
"Oh, shit, shit!" she cried. "Give it to me, you fucker! Give me the whole fucking thing!"
She nearly pitched forward under the fierce onslaught of his fucking. She felt his cock, swollen now until it filled her ass like a balloon, ripping in swifter, harder jerks. She shrieked senseless words and fought for breath, and when the huge cock in her ass exploded, sending jet after jet of needle-sharp cum into her, she convulsed and let go.
The muscles in her legs turned to water and she sagged to the floor. On hands and knees, she was swept with ecstasy. She clawed at her clit and brought on her own come as Jeeter continued to pump his steaming cum up her ass.
His massive cock, even softening, still felt like a tree trunk inside her asshole. The fire around it spread and seared her insides. Then he pulled backward and the giant cock slipped from her ass with a delightful wet pop.
Leslie remained quiet, her ass suddenly vacant. He licked at her open cunt, and she had a second brief orgasm as the long, snakelike tongue probed and savored her musky juice.
Jeeter seemed to know when he had brought her off because when her violent trembling stopped, he flopped to the floor on his back.
Leslie immediately fell to his side and took his wet cock in her mouth. She had barely started sucking when she felt his prick begin to expand again.
She smiled to herself. She had finally found exactly what she had been looking for. Every weekend for the rest of her high school years, the fraternity house was Leslie's second home. Then, two months out of high school, she got a job with an airline and became a stewardess.
She met Sissy Johnson, and in the pretty little brunette found a soulmate. "There are only two things good about this job, honey," Sissy said. "A chance to get all the kicks you can handle, and a chance to get a good husband!"
At that point Leslie wasn't interested in a husband. She was, however, definitely interested in kicks.
And Sissy was just the girl to introduce Leslie to new kicks. It happened on their first flight together, when they shared a hotel room.
"Where you goin', honey?" Sissy asked.
Leslie smiled. "Down to the bar, of course."
"For a pick-up?"
"Of course," Leslie replied.
"How'd you like to screw our captain on this flight?"
"Rod Chandler? I'd love to, but I thought you and Rod had a thing going."
"We do," Sissy laughed, "but what did I tell you about kicks? Listen, honey, there's enough of Rod to go around, believe me."
That was Leslie's first surprise.
The second was a half-hour later when Rod was in the room, kissing Sissy and fondling the girl's tits right in front of Leslie.
"She's got beautiful jugs, doesn't she, Leslie?" the handsome captain grinned, hefting one of Sissy's huge globes.
"Yeah, beautiful," Leslie replied, lightly running her hands over her own tits. Jesus, she thought, they don't waste any time!
"C'mon, Leslie, don't tell me that look of surprise on your face is real," Sissy said. "Hell, you told me yourself that you'd group-fucked in high school!" "I did, but ... oh, what the hell!" Leslie quickly stripped.
Before she knew it, she was sandwiched between them, stark naked. She felt good about the ohhs and ahhs she heard from them as they surveyed her nude body. She knew her body stacked well against any woman's.
Sissy's hands were hungry and impatient as they traveled to Leslie's soft pussy. Rod kept his lips glued to Leslie's as they both began to ravish her.
"I'm assuming," Leslie moaned, "that we're about to have a threesome?"
"You assume correctly, darling!" Sissy chirped, slipping two of her fingers into her friend's cunt.
"Then let's get on the bed, please," Leslie pleaded. "I can't take all this standing up!"
She followed them on shaky feet to the big wide bed. She watched as they undressed and felt her pussy tingle while her eyes explored their beautiful bodies.
"C'mere, Leslie," Rod growled, sitting down on the bed. "Come get me up good and hard!"
Like a robot, she obeyed. She lowered herself onto his lap as she fondled his prick. It grew rapidly as she played with it. She rubbed her cunt against it, and instantly it found new power. It raised its throbbing head into the air as Sissy stood by and began to feel her own body. She let her hands roam from her gigantic tits to her fleecy cunt. "Now suck it!"
Rod kissed Sissy as Leslie bent to take his cock between her lips. Sissy's hands began to roam Leslie's body as her own mouth stayed glued to Rod's. He was lying back now to give Leslie more room to take his huge prick down her throat.
Leslie's face bobbed up and down as Rod played with the two female figures before him. Suddenly Sissy moved under Leslie and took her right tit between her lips. She bit the nipple""-lightly, using all the techniques she knew to excite the other girl. Leslie began to feel electric excitement course through her whole body. Her veins gushed with hot blood. Sissy knew what she was doing, and Leslie knew that even though she had had threesomes before, the one she was about to have would be the best yet.
"Fuck me! Fuck my cock with your sweet, cunt-like mouth!" Rod shouted.
Leslie's head bobbed faster as she felt the pulses along the underside of his prick, signaling his impending eruption. She slipped her mouth all the way down his throbbing cock and, as he began to shoot his hot white cum down her throat, Sissy's mouth joined hers at the end of Rod's prick.
The two girls' lips met, and as fast as the cum flowed into Leslie's mouth, she would pass it to Sissy.
"Wow, now this is what I call wild," Leslie moaned.
"Just the beginning, honey," Sissy laughed. "Hell, you just started flying!"
And it was just the beginning. For the next three years, Leslie had all the kicks she could handle.
And then she met Captain Frank James.
Chapter Four
Frank James was shy, handsome, and several years older than Leslie. But the minute she met him she knew he was the one.
And although he seemed interested in her, she couldn't get him to fuck her on either their first or second date. On the third she decided to take matters into her own hands. She suggested a ski weekend, and made sure that she made all the arrangements herself.
Instead of two rooms, she reserved only one, a luxurious suite. Shortly after their arrival, she tried to get the conversation around to his sex life. At first he was reluctant to talk, but a few drinks loosened his tongue. And while he talked, Leslie moved close to him on the sofa, rubbing her lush body provocatively against him and breathing deeply, making her big tits thrust outward like two huge melons against her blouse.
Frank's breath caught in his throat, and he couldn't take his eyes off her tits.
Leslie smiled and moved closer to him, until her lips were tickling his ear. "Frank," she whispered sensuously, "I'm really not in the mood to do any skiing right now, are you? Couldn't we find something else to do? . . . indoors?"
He couldn't speak but he nodded. She raised her blouse and her knit sweater to show her perfectly shaped tits. She wore no bra. His dark blue eyes fixed on her dark-brown nipples. The longer they were exposed to the air, the harder their tips became.
She rose from the couch and deftly unzipped her slacks, then slithered them down her thighs to the floor and kicked them away. Her flowing hair fell on the delicate skin of her shoulders and tits. As she stpped out of the slacks, his eyes opened wider.
"Gorgeous . . . beautiful," he managed to breathe. He began to feel his cock rise.
She remained in her bikini panties. Her long legs were perfectly formed, and the way they tapered at her crotch excited him. He wanted to feel her. He reached out tentatively and ran his palms across her soft round belly, then quickly withdrew his hands.
"Let me see you, Leslie ... all of you . . . please?" he said softly.
Electric tingles of anticipation and excitement coursed through Leslie as she removed her panties and bared her pussy to his eyes. Then his lips were moving over hers, kissing along the line of her jaw, finding her ear. When his hot breath seared the already aroused flesh and he began to nibble, she could no longer contain her passion.
"I want you, Frank! I want you more than any man ever! Fuck me, darling. Right here, right now! Fuck the hell out of me!"
Her legs parted wide, and she shuddered as his hand closed over her cunt. His tongue was driving back and forth in her ear, a mock fucking, a promise of things to come. And his hand was massaging the flesh all around her cunt. He pressed firmly on her pussy mound. The skin tightened and stretched around her clit. Lightning bolts of desire blasted into
Leslie's body. She shivered, hot and cold rushing over her whole being.
"Your cock, Frank . . .oh, God, I want it in me!"
"Oh, shit, I want you too, but . . . but . . . "
God, she thought, he really is shy! She decided to push it.
"I want you, darling. I want your cock running hard into my pussy! Feel me! I'm wet! I need you, Frank! Please, please, give me that goddamn cock of yours!"
He cut off the torrent of words with his mouth. In the same motion, he picked her up and swept her onto the bed, positioning himself between her legs. Leslie wound her strong, gleaming white thighs around his waist and pulled him to her pussy.
His cock was already out and hungry. It found an incredible warmth in her cunt. There wasn't any fancy foreplay. They both knew what they wanted and how to get it.
She gasped as his prick shot all the way up into her cunt. His cock bucked strongly inside her. The thick-veined prick made her feel fulfilled, a complete woman.
"Like it? All the way up you?" he panted.
"It's wonderful, Frank, marvelous! Now fuck me! Fuck the living shit out of me!" she cried.
The feel of his cock stirring around inside her belly made her a weak, rubbery mass of flesh feverishly shivering on the bed. She tightened her grip around his waist and pulled him even deeper up her cunt. The blunt head of his cock lightly touched her hidden cervix. The slight rubbing so far up her belly made her muscles knot with anticipation of even more to come.
"Oh, shit, yes! That's it! That's the way!" she moaned.
When he began pulling out, she tried to stop him.
"No, darling, don't stop! Ram it into me . . . all the way! I want to keep you inside my cunt forever!"
Tensing her stomach muscles caused her pussy walls to grip firmly on his rampaging cock. Frank moaned but managed to continue his slow retreat from her hole. When he felt only the head of his prick inside her well-greased pussy lips, he growled, "There! Now back!"
"Aaaaaiiiieeeee!"
The sudden surge of his cock back into her tight hole was too much for her to handle. She tried to grip as firmly as she could on his prick, and this set her off coming.
Frank gasped as he drove hard into her tight fuck hole. Her cunt walls rippled and convulsed along the entire length of his driving cock. The erotic massage his cock was receiving made his heart pound faster and faster.
Not able to restrain himself any longer, he pulled out and then crammed his hips forward as powerfully as he could. He worked his cock mercilessly in and out of her clutching, coming cunt.
The sight of his meat vanishing up her pussy was beautiful. He could see her cuntlips spreading around his prick, his shiny cunt juice-greased prick vanishing entirely into her pussy.
He heard the sound of his blood thudding hard in his temples. It was relayed all the way to his crotch. His groin was on fire with lust. His cock was going crazy with desire now. It jerked and danced and bucked hard inside her hot pussy. Her cunt was the tightest, hottest he'd ever had, and the feel of the wet, slurping juices as he fucked her pussy drove him to the brink of passion.
He fought back the rising tide of his cum. Not yet. He had to give Leslie the fucking she deserved.
"Ohhhh, baby, you're beautiful ... I love to fuck my prick into your sweet pussy!" he groaned.
"You're so big, darling," Leslie panted. "I love it! Your big, fat cock fills me up completely!"
"It's you who's small ... so small and tight and warm and wet!" "GIVE IT TO ME!"
She was filled to-overflowing with his cock. Her entire belly was alive with the joy of sex. She tried to relax, to enjoy the long, hard strokes driving into her cunt. She could feel every iron-hard inch of his buried cock. Her cunt walls were softly folded around a huge prick, one with a knobby head that throbbed with manliness.
She couldn't relax. Her body tensed for another come. She reached out and grasped him by the arms and pulled her body up a little.
"Fuck me good, darling! Damn, I'm . . . I'm so close . . . I'm almost there . . . fuck me! Fuck me harder! FASTER!" she shrieked.
This time, as her cunt squeezed powerfully on his prick, he didn't keep fucking her. He came. His cock blew out spurt after white-hot spurt of his cum. He filled her cunt hole to overflowing with his jism before they both collapsed, panting, back onto the bed.
Finally relenting, Leslie released her death grip from around his waist. They lay side by side, hands roaming over each other's bodies, exploring, probing, seeeking the familiar and the unknown.
"God, you're a fantastic lover, Frank, darling," Leslie breathed. "I never dreamed you sported such a fantastic prick!"
"And I never dreamed you could fuck like a rabbit, either," he grinned. "I don't know, or care, who taught you, but he did a great job."
"Frank?"
"Yeah?"
"I love you."
"And I love you."
They were married two weeks later, and for the next year, Leslie played it completely straight. She fucked no other men. It was hard while Frank was flying, but she was determined to be faithful. Now and then, when Sissy was in town, the two of them would have a girl-to-girl session. But no men, even though it was driving her up the wall.
And then one afternoon, Clint Thompson, Frank's flight superintendent, showed up at the house, drunk and obnoxious.
Leslie was taken completely by surprise when he grabbed her and kissed her, keeping his mouth on hers until she was choking for breath and had to fight him off.
"Clint, how dare you!" she raged. "I've a good mind to tell your wife . . . and my husband as well!"
"I don't think that would pose much of a problem, Leslie," he replied with a smirk, "since your husband's been fucking my wife for three months already." He laughed heartily when he saw the incredulous expression on Leslie's face. "I'm surprised you don't know about your old man. Hell, he's got the reputation of fucking every stew that flies with him."
"That's impossible!"
"The hell it is. He married you, honey, because you're the best piece of ass he ever got, but that doesn't stop him from getting it everywhere else."
That bastard! Leslie thought. And all this time I've been fucking my fingers! It would serve him right if I screwed his boss!
The idea became a reality when Clint grabbed her and kissed her again. Her protests were only feeble and half-hearted. The worst of it was that Leslie began experiencing the same exciting feeling she had before her marriage when a new man, a new conquest, a new cock, had come into her life.
"I'm thinking about it," she grinned back, "you handsome old bastard."
It secretly thrilled her to realize what power she had over men. Clint was looking at her as if he wanted to eat her, and one of his hands slid down to caress her pert, plump little asscheeks.
She felt him tugging her skirt up at the back, and his other hand slid around her thigh and dipped under her raised hem.
"Lovely . . . lovely," he kept muttering, as if to himself more than to her. "Lovely legs, lovely flesh . . . lovely, smooth flesh ... up your lovely thighs. And, here . . . ah! . . . here it is . . . the lovely little wet cunt!"
Leslie gave a start. He had his groping hand under her panties. His free hand withdrew from under her skirt and took her wrist to thrust her hand down the front of his trousers.
Her hand trembled a little as she held it poised, ready, while he undid his fly. Then she was clasping a very rigid cock. Clint sank back onto the sofa, his knees slightly apart, his fiercely erect prick fully exposed.
"Come on, Leslie, honey," he beckoned to her. "Come and show me you know what this is for!"
He flicked his thick prick with his fingers. Leslie's eyes were glued to the massive size of his cock. She had never seen a bigger one. Slowly she stepped closer to him. Clint yanked one of her legs to one side of him, then her other leg to the far side of his legs. She was now straddling his knees, standing and facing him. He put his hands on her hips and pulled her down onto his lap. His guiding aim was very good. She bent her knees and gasped when she felt the first probing thrust of his prick touching her cuntlips.
Jesus, she thought, his prick is twice as thick as Frank's! Well, it serves him right.
She sighed and wriggled her hips, sinking lower and lower onto his cock. A low moan of pleasure escaped from her mouth as she began to sample the full extent of his cock. His hands held her more firmly as he thrust and pulled until she was completely impaled on his lap.
"Damn, let's get our clothes off," she moaned. "I want to fuck your cock right!"
Clint moved away from her and sat up straight. He bent down and took off his shoes and socks. He straightened again and discarded his shirt, and the more Leslie saw of his body, the more she hungered for his prick. He had a strong, well-defined frame, and his skin was smoothly tanned.
He stood up and took off his shorts. Leslie gasped as she saw the full power of his cock leap arid bob before her eyes. Quickly she shed' her own clothes, loving the way his eyes devoured her nakedness.
Tugging him into the bedroom, she sat on the edge of the bed and posed, letting him look her over. She knew she had never been in better shape. The muscles which supported her high, full tits were in tone, and her legs were solid. Her whole body was athletically firm where it should be. Like him, she was tanned, though lighter, with only a little white where a bikini had covered her.
He moved closer to her. "You want it, baby . . . take it!"
Leslie didn't argue. She was rapidly getting past the waiting stage. She reached to him, her nails digging into his flesh as she grasped the mighty shaft of his cock. Clint emitted a sharp cry as she hung onto him, covering him with erotic kisses until he grabbed her hair and brutally pulled her mouth off his prickhead.
"You cock-hungry bitch, you're beautiful,"
he growled.
"Come here, you stud!" she growled back.
"Spread! I gotta taste you!"
Taking one knee in each hand, he spread her thighs and opened her pussy.
"Oh!" The sound rushed out of her without control, and it was followed by longer, breathier sounds. "Ooohhh . . . ahhhhhh!" Clint moved up between the two silken thighs and, leaning forward, pressed his mouth to the patch of blonde hair at the base of her belly.
He kissed her lightly the first time, hardly more than a soft brush of the lips, but then he returned his mouth to her cunt, kissing her in earnest. He ran his tongue over the succulent flesh of her pussy, wringing another moan from Leslie's throat, and then slid his hands up the length of her thighs until they rested on either side of the inverted triangle of her pussy mound.
She quivered and trembled at the touch of his fingers, and he knew he had her. He moved his mouth over her again, then slipped his tongue inside, past the lips and into the in-terior of her soft, wet pussy. With a sudden convulsive tremor, she reached forward and grabbed his shoulders in her hands, holding him tightly.
She let out a crisp, short cry of pleasure, digging her sharp, fingernails painfully into his skin, but he worked on her all the harder, sliding his tongue into her hole and working over the gooey walls of her cunt, bringing her to a higher pitch than before. Leslie whimpered loudly with the increasingly intense pleasure, clutching at him so hard that he thought she would draw blood.
He thrust his hard tongue as deeply into her cunt slit as he could, running it across her throbbing clit. She let out a sudden gasp, her mind reeling from the intensity of the sensation. Her body trembled and jerked each time his hot tongue passed over her clit. She was going wild with pleasure, and Clint kept it coming, kept it mounting, and he knew when she hit an orgasm the first time. He continued with his expert ministrations, running his tongue up into her cunt and withdrawing it when the muscles of his mouth became strained from the exertion.
"Oh, God!" Leslie wailed, her voice choked with lust. "Oh, oh, ohhhhh, God!" Her knees straightened in front of her and her thighs clamped in on him, locking him to her. He could feel the slickness of her thighs as she became bathed in sweat. Her pussy was sopping from her juices and his saliva. He worked harder than ever, driving her on to an even more intense climax than before.
Leslie arched her back, then leaned forward, her body curving down over his head until he could feel her big tits hanging against his neck. She was crazy with lust now, wild with ecstasy. He knew she was close to coming again, and he suddenly wrested himself free of her thighs and came up in a crouch, pushing her back to the mattress.
He sprawled over her, his giant cock stiff between her legs.
"GIVE IT TO ME!" she cried. "Please, goddammit, please, now! NOW!"
He took his cock in his hand and rammed it into her pussy and then thrust with his hips, driving deep into her cunt. She cried out in a weird, hollow voice, and then her teeth bit his shoulder until he felt the warmth of her saliva mixed with the warmth of his blood. His hips thrust and receded more and more quickly, jamming into her with all he had. He could feel the cum in his balls welling up to flow, and he didn't try to fight it back. He wanted to come in her, to fill her sweet, tight pussy with his steaming jism.
Leslie hit her climax just as his cum filled her. He felt his own orgasm sweep over him like a blanket, covering him and drowning him in a fierce power. Finally he was drained.
"You came," she moaned.
"Yeah."
"Too fast, too soon!" she cried. "Can you come again?"
"With you, I can," he replied.
They seemed to melt together, an experience Clint had rarely known with another woman.
She seemed to be touching him everywhere with various parts of her body, as though every inch of her lush form were hands, stroking him not only for his pleasure, but drawing their own pleasure from the contact.
Somehow her belly moved along his thigh, and he felt the wet, soft bush of her pubic hair along his leg. His body was drawn into the fork of her thighs as they rolled together, and the slick wetness of her cunt made a trail of cunt fluids across his ribcage.
One of her big tits hesitated at his opened mouth, and he sucked at it fiercely, sucking as hard as he could, feeling its nipple swell and extend. His mouth yearned for more of the throbbing lips farther down, for the sweet aroma of that hot pussy, for the clear, slick juice that gathered in the dark folds of her cunt. He held the weight of her tit in his hands, squeezing it hard enough to cause the pain that shoots straight down to the loins, hearing her hiss through clenched teeth.
"I want to suck your cunt again,'\ he croaked.
"It's full," she sighed. "I'll clean it out . . . "
"Don't bother," he gasped, "I'll do it!" Quickly, he moved his mouth down, still holding onto the punished but loving tits, chewing along the soft belly, inching his hips toward the mouth he knew would be waiting with its fiery warmth. Each bite he took in the folds of soft flesh were part of what she wanted.
Now he had both hands buried in the crack of her ass, sopping with her juices. As his teeth closed on her rippling belly, he felt the powerful reaction in her strongly.muscled ass.
God, he realized, she must already be on the verge of another come! His throat tightened in eagerness as the rich scent of superheated pussy became almost a visible cloud, and he forgot the sweet agony of his cock as he roughly spread the gooey cuntlips, gave one hot lick down the red channel and then clamped his sucking mouth on the dark hole.
There was an instant flow of the delicate juice, thin and clear and slick, and he knew that she had relaxed and tightened her cunt to expel this mouthful of wetness. The body under him moved ever so slightly, that her engorged inner lips with their demanding nerve ends could push against his chin and cheeks. Under his kissing lips, the strong muscles at the mouth of her pussy moved with their own yearning and joy, and Clint was aware that she had enjoyed a smooth, deep-running orgasm. The flow from the hole, now gaping open, had increased, and he eagerly siphoned out hte new stream. He boldly thrust his tongue as deep into her cunt as it would go. His nose was deep in the sweated crease of her ass so that his nostrils were filled with the good, strong smell of her asshole.
"Want my cunt again, now?" she whispered. "Yes!"
He moved up over her, slipping his cock between her legs so that it rubbed her pussy. He filled his hands with her abundant tits, rolling them, pulling them, mashing them, clawing at them, as Leslie twisted in delight under his touch.
Clint caught her at the waist and pulled her hips from the bed so that he could slip his knees under her and let his prick press against her pussy. She moaned as she settled herself down on him, twisting her hips deliciously as her weight lowered her over the vibrating cock.
Clint pulled her back and forth over him. His fingers searched through the lush cunt hair until they found her clit. Prick and finger both played against the throbbing little button, moving over it, rolling it around until Leslie began to breathe in heavy gasps, her hips shaking with spasms. He buried his face against her hair and neck as she sobbed and moaned and pulsed beneath him.
He raised his cock over her and plunged into her cunt. He drove his meat into her violently, powerfully, plunged it about in her, moved it around in circular motions, stirring the final explosions of her passion.
"Uh! Uh! UH!" she cried as she shook and trembled under him. "Fuck ! Fuck! FUCK!"
"Fuck, baby, fuck!" Clint chanted with her as he plunged even more viciously into her creaming hole. His hands roamed freely over her swollen tits and he twisted his body to take one delicious globe in his mouth. He dropped a hand beneath her ass and pulled her tightly to him as he rammed and tore at her cunt with his giant prick.
"Oh, Jesus, what a fuck!" Leslie chirped. "What a fantastic FUCK!"
His lips left her tit and sought her mouth. He attacked her tongue with his own, assaulted her throat, still driving his cock deep into her with quick but powerful thrusts of his hips. Her cunt played with him. He could feel her inner mucles squeezing as she embraced and swallowed his meat, as she devoured the plunging rod.
"God, you're^good, baby," he panted to her. "What a fuck you are!"
"Give it to me!" Leslie begged. "Give me every fucking inch you've got!"
Her ass and hips came alive in frantic movement. Her legs came up and locked around his waist as she bucked and twisted and shook beneath him. He felt her reach her climax a moment before his cock exploded its juice into her, before he showered his steaming cum through her belly.
"Oh, God, God, God," Lesie hissed in ecstasy, her face delirious with passion. "Jesus, that's good. So damn good!"
"You are one hell of a woman," Clint panted as his head lay against her soft tits, his hands limply caressing them. She leaned her cheek against his head and held him, lightly stroking his spent cock.
"With that hunk of prick I had between my legs," she smiled softly, "I'd have to be a hell of a woman. I like a well-hung man. Especially one who knows what to do with his big cock."
"I passed the test?"
"Mmmmmm," she hummed, licking her lips, "did you ever!"
"I don't think I've ever had a woman so ready and hungry for a prick as you."
Leslie rolled up on an elbow and looked down at him. "Honey, I love cock and I love fucking. There's absolutely nothing that can match the wonderful feeling of a prick pumping away in your pussy, just nothing. I've tried all kinds of things, but the biggest thrill is having a man empty his wad in me!"
Clint lay beside her, sucking lightly, teasingly, on her tits. She softly stroked his cock, her fingers playing along it lovingly. He felt an immense sense of well being. He had hit it lucky this day.
"Clint?"
"Yeah?"
"You weren't bullshitting me?" "About your old man?" "Yeah."
"No, honey. He's the hottest stud in the company ." "Clint?" "Yeah."
"You like to assfuck?" "Hove it."
"Then do it that way this time. Take me up the ass!"
He was all for it. This beautiful girl's ass was just about the finest he'd ever seen. More than a double handful of assmeat in each cheek, tight and firm, young and wanton.
Tenderly he ran his hands over the satiny smooth skin. Her ass gleamed in the light, marble white but vastly warmer and more vibrant than any lifeless stone ever could be. His hands carefully reached out and felt the velvety softness, then tugged her to him, turned her around and planted a wet, juicy kiss on one succulent globe. Then he quickly moved to the other asscheek and kissed it. The feel of his mouth moving on her asscheeks sent a jolt of sexual electricity rocketing through Leslie's body. She was quivering inside as if she'd turned to jelly.
Slowly, she sank onto the bed. Clint followed her down, his mouth moving constantly over her ass. When his rough, wet tongue speared out and into the deep canyon between her asscheeks, she knew this was exactly what she wanted and needed.
He had fucked her mouth and her cunt beautifully. Now she wanted a cock drilling hard and long up her asshole. From the feel of Clint's breath on her naked ass, she was going to get her wish.
His hands moved restlessly over her sides while he explored the deep crevice of her ass. He found her asshole without any trouble. When his tongue lightly probed into the tightly ringed little muscle, she thought she was going to lose her mind.
It was a gentle touch but one that was full of passion. It set her entire body on fire.
"Quick, Clint . . . fuck me quick!" she demanded. "I can't stand it much longer! I want your cock! Now! Fuck me now!"
On her hands and knees, her ass presented to his prick, Leslie felt the entire room spinning around her. She didn't remember much of what happened next. But it was all great.
She felt the hot cylinder of his cock pressing between her twin mounds of ass flesh and digging hard for her asshole. His hairy thighs were rubbing against her ass and driving her closer and closer to coming.
The blunt nose of his prick pushed hard against her sphincter. His tongue had liberally supplied spit for lubrication. When his cock finally jammed into her asshole, it was well-greased.
She gasped as she felt the thick, knobby head of his prick slide into her asshole. Jesus, he was big. She was sure he was going to tear her apart.
For a long moment he paused, as if savoring her inner fires and her tight, clutching flesh. Then he slowly drilled deeper up her guts. When his cock was buried balls-deep, she was sweaty and shuddering in reaction.
"Oh, God, it's good . . . it's the best fucking ever!" she cried. "Ream me out good, lover! I want to feel you deep inside me!"
Clint grunted as he slowly pulled out of her flaming hot asshole. The sheath of flesh around his cock was more like a glove. Her gripping asshole felt like a noose around his prick. Best of all, her ass trembled just enough; the effect was one of having a vibrator shoved into his groin. He loved it.
"Give it to me, Clint! Give me all your big cock up my shitter!"
"Okay, baby, you want it, you're gonna get every inch of it!"
He slammed harder into her this time. Her inner channel had expanded slightly to accommodate the huge invader. He didn't rip her apart--she just felt as if he had.
Gasping, she rammed her ass backwards into his crotch. Moving her ass in tiny circles seemed to tighten the effect of his cock inside her. It was a hot, all-male stirring stick buried far up in her guts. And moving as she did turned it around and around until she came.
"Aaaarrrggghhh! Shiiit, oh, I never, oh, ummmm!" she sighed, coming down from her sexual high. The cock was still deep up her bowels. It jerked with incredible lust. She knew he was going to keep fucking her and she was going to keep coming.
The entire area of her ass flared hot as he drove back and forth inside her. The thick head of his prick spread her ass flesh apart and sent waves of delight through her body. When he reached around and lightly fingered her clit, she came again.
Then things began to blur. She was coming so fast the entire world was lost to her. All that mattered was the long, hot cock fucking her ass. The finger on her clit sent her blasting off again and again. When he began pulling hard at her tits, Leslie cried out in a combination of pain and pleasure.
She was one giant raw nerve ending and every touch sent her spiraling into another orgasm. She felt his cock moving in and out of her asshole faster and faster now. The friction burned at her flesh. It was like a sexual enema. She loved the way he was fucking her ass.
And then he exploded. He blew his wad and creamed her bowels with his juice. She was only vaguely aware of what was happening. Dazed from her repeated climaxes, she finally realized he wasn't fucking her any more. Collapsing on the bed, she rolled over and looked at him. There was a smile on his face. It was a smile of complete satisfaction.
"You're one hell of a back door man," she grinned.
"And you've got one hell of an ass."
"I know," Leslie said, her smile broadening. "And that's the last time you get it, mother-fucker."
Chapter Five
Jody Carne, Leslie's next door neighbor, had separated from her husband, and when Leslie had told her that she wanted cock and cunt but she wanted it quietly, Jody smiled.
"Honey, I've got this hair dresser . . . "
Sydney was a godsend for women like Leslie, with his girls and other male hair dressers. A full treatment cost two-hundred dollars.
And so, surprisingly still horny, after spending the night with Captain Harley Kroft, Leslie left the airport motel and hailed a cab. A half-hour later she was in Sydney's building. On the mezzanine landing, she followed the direction of a horseshoe-shaped arcade lined with small shops that displayed sports clothes and exclusive dresses, children's play togs, camera supplies, and finally the plate glass front of a salon labeled simply Sydney's. Leslie entered.
"You're not expecting to get in without an appointment, I hope," a receptionist was saying as Leslie looked across a white and gold painted counter and saw her, dressed in white and gold, talking on the phone and jotting something into a thick looseleaf book.
The receptionist finished her conversation and displayed her bright, impersonal smile to Leslie. "May I help you?"
"I hope so," Leslie replied. "My nails need doing. Is it possible to get someone just now?"
The receptionist, shaking her head, glanced nevertheless down a list of scribbled jottings. "Sorry. Gladys seems to be the only one free just this moment, but she only does wash and set."
"Well, that's all right," Leslie retorted easily. "So long as I have to wait, I might as well get that done, too."
"Then you've been here before?" the girl said. '
"Often. Would you tell Sydney I'm here, and that I would like the full treatment? My name is James . . . Leslie James."
The girl recognized the name at once.
"You just go right through that arch then," she said, smiling, "and you'll be taken care of."
As Leslie went through the door, she heard a gasp from the woman who had been spurned behind her. "Well, I never!"
As Leslie entered a dressing room to don a gown, she smile to herself. It wasn't every woman who received Sydney's "extra" treatment.
Proceeding to a large rose-colored room lined with swivel chairs and shiny metal blowers that, droned, she swiftly took in everyone. Women of all ages sat with magazines or watched the progress of their changing appearance on mirrored walls. The only man present was a short, slender creature with a smile that flashed on and off mechanically as he flitted about to make comments or give directions to the workers. Everything was intensely female. Gladys motioned two bent fingers at Leslie and she moved directly to the only empty chair.
She gave herself to the tilting motion and settled beneath the feel of hot water running backward from her scalp and down the slanted metal tray to gurgle in the sink. The feel of able hands plying her was good.
"Are we going to style you?" Gladys said when she had wrapped a towel around Leslie's head.
"Gladys," she replied, "you're going to do everything to me."
"Yes, madam," Gladys smiled.
When her hair and nails were done, Leslie was led by an assistant to the back room, the treatment room.
Sydney had outdone himself. When Leslie entered the room and dropped her gown, she found Sydney fucking a beautiful young girl.
"What's her name, Sydney?" Leslie asked.
"Loretta, darling," Sydney replied. "And she's wonderful. Sweet pussy."
Leslie had been to Sydney's many times before, but she had never seen this lovely young creature. She felt her pussy begin to cream in anticipation. "Let me get a sample for myself," she said, leaning across and slapping Sydney's ass.
Sydney got up immediately. The girl stayed where she was, the pink nipples sticking up from her exposed tits like stalks. Her black cotton skirt had dragged up into the vee of her legs. Her face was darkly flushed.
Together, Sydney and Leslie stripped her. Leslie wasn't disappointed at what she found. The girl was shorter than Leslie, but with no less abundance of flesh. And it was laid out so well. It looked as though some giant had squeezed her, in his lust, at the waist. The result had been a set of huge tits and hips, and hardly any waist at all.
Leslie caught the girl lasciviously to her and their two soft mouths were joined in a passionate kiss. Mouth, lips and cuntlips hung together, generating heat between the writhing female bodies.
"Oh, Loretta, you are something," Leslie gasped, breaking their passionate embrace for a moment.
The girl didn't speak, only nodded, but the exaggerated hourglass of her body began to shake as Leslie's hand moved down over her tits and soft belly. Her fingers spread and hovered an instant before pouncing. Their tips held the juicy blonde cunt mound. Slowly, Leslie's fingers pried apart the juicy, sticky lips.
"God, she's tight," Leslie gasped. "Wonderful," Sydney chirped. "Drop down and eat her. Get her ready!" Leslie's heart was beating like a trip hammer at the girl's intoxicating beauty. "Lie down,"
she murmured.
Loretta slid onto the bed and lay back, her creamy skin shimmering with a sheen of light sexual perspiration. Leslie's eyes were on a direct level with her cunt.
As she studied the soft, downy hairs, trying to see the flesh beneath them, Sydney guided her head down to the girl's cunt. Leslie parted the folds and revealed the raw redness of her pussy.
"You do it, baby," Leslie whispered. "Do it to yourself first. It'll get us both turned on to each other."
Loretta's hands and fingers started tearing at the soft folds of her own pussy. The faster she rotated her fingers inside her slit, the more her hips and her tits swayed in an identical tempo.
Leslie could hear the sound of her own heaving breathing as she watched the other girl jerk off. She dropped her hand between her own thighs and squeezed her fingers together in a fist. With a slurping, sucking sound, she jammed her hand up her cunt until it would go no farther. Then, when she could stand the sexual tension no longer, she began advancing toward the beautiful girl lying on the bed.
"Yes, make me come!" Loretta cried.
"Suck me good with your lips and your tongue and your mouth. Suck me!"
She clenched her eyes tightly shut as Leslie brought her face to her pussy. Leslie lapped at it eagerly, and as she moved she rubbed the sensitive clitoris at the same time.
Sydney was fascinated at the scene before him. He idly played with his own cock and listened to the sounds of sucking as he watched the two beautiful women make love, their bodies full of unrestrained feminine lust.
They were both now working vigorously for a mutual climax. They were straddling each other in a sixty-nine position, each returning the other's advances with equal vigor and pleasure.
"Ohhhhhhhh, baby, fuck me! I want to come--make me come!" Leslie screamed out.
Loretta shuddered from the top of her head to her asshole as Leslie lapped nonstop at her pussy. She couldn't even return the favor for a moment because she had to go through a shaky, throbbing come. Her whole body quivered as Leslie used all her female talent to arouse the girl beneath her. She sighed uncontrollably as she shoved her pussy into the face of her lover. Another climax shot through her.
Sydney's cock squirted in orgasm at the sight of these two erotic females. His creamy jism rocketed from the end of his prick and cascaded over his pumping hand. Then immediately he rushed over to where they lay, panting, on the bed.
"Get me back up again!" he cried, fisting his prick and squirming between the two women. "Get my cock back up so I can fuck one of you!"
Both Loretta and Leslie fastened their lips onto Sydney's long prick. Once again their lips touched, separated only by the thick shaft of his cock. Loretta moaned softly and began working harder. She was getting hot all over again. The soft, velvety-warm feel of the other woman's lips brushing against hers was an incredible turn-on, almost as big a turn-on as the throbbing length of hard cock pressed between their trembling lips.
"Damn, but you two go at it!" he croaked. His cock was as rigid as it would ever get. It almost hurt him. It begged for release as his balls churned and boiled in their tight sac. Even the hot breath of the two females stimulated him.
He gasped when one of them engulfed the end of his prick with her mouth. The wet," rough, probing tongue eagerly worked back and forth around his cockhead until he had to fight down the fiery tide of his cum. He wanted to hold back. He wanted to enjoy all the mouth-love these two sexy females had to give.
Leslie's mouth moved down low and began kissing and lightly nipping his balls. He shuddered when he felt a tongue press firmly into his balls. She was playing with him like a cat plays with a mouse.
The pair of women continued sucking and licking and kissing all over his prick and balls. The suction on the very tip of his cock was intense and deliciously painful, almost. An agile tongue stirred his passions to the bursting point by moving restlessly all over his broad cockhead and down his long, hard prick.
The other mouth had finally swallowed the hairy little sac containing his nuts. The tongue punished him, slowly caressing his balls until he wasn't able to do anything but groan incoherently.
A distant voice came to his ears. "Think we should keep going?"
"I love the taste of his cock. But we should be getting more out of this man than we are. Let's get him moving!"
"I'm up, I'm up again!" Sydney cried, snapping his eyes open. "Who wants it first?"
"Me! Fuck me first!" Leslie cried. "Get in behind me and fuck me doggie! Ram your prick all the way up my pussy from the rear!" She jumped up on the bed and splayed her knees. She leaned over on her elbows, with her tits swaying and flopping against each other. She could look between her legs and see Sydney's beautiful dangling cock just behind her gaping cunt.
She wriggled her creamy white ass in the air at him. He groaned, lust filling his body and his brain. He wasn't about to turn down this offer. It was just too attractive.
He quickly moved in behind Leslie, his cock jutting proudly from his groin. It felt icy cold, the saliva beginning to evaporate. He had to keep his prick warm. And the best way was to shove it into a nice, clinging hot pussy.
Both he and Leslie groaned in pleasure as he buried his cock balls deep into her cunt.
She felt his prick prod between her cuntlips. Spreading her legs gave him a little better target to aim at. For a long moment she simply knelt there, enjoying the feeling of a jerking, burning hot cock buried in her guts again. Leslie needed a cock like a junkie needs dope. She had to have sex, and lots of it, or she'd go out of her mind.
"Harder, Sydney!" she begged. "Fuck me harder! I want your cock hard and fast, plowing me good!"
The roughness of his hairy thighs rubbed against her smooth asscheeks. She closed her eyes and delighted in the sensations that coursed through her whole body.
The young girl, Loretta, smiled to herself as she watched the couple on the bed fuck. Leslie was her first customer. She wondered if all of Sydney's customers were as beautiful as this woman.
She hoped so. God, how she loved cock and pussy at the same time. What a job!
She couldn't think of a more exciting thing to watch; a huge pole of cockmeat spreading another woman's pussy lips. She sighed and buried her own fist deep up into her own juicy, flowing cunt. -
"Hey, what about me?" she suddenly cried.
Dimly, Leslie realized that she and Sydney had momentarily forgotten all about the beautiful young girl. Getting the full benefit of Sydney's prick had made her concentrate only on the delightful aspect of fucking. But now she wanted to get Loretta involved again with the two of them.
"Slide up here on the bed, honey, and I'll eat your cunt out for you!"
In seconds, Leslie found a juicy pussy shoved into her face. Legs locked behind her neck and her face pulled down into Loretta's hot cunt.
With Sydney not moving--just rejoicing in the hot, clutching feel of her cunt--Leslie was able to give her full attention to the other girl. Her tongue stroked down Loretta's creamy slit and lapped up mouthful after mouthful of hot cuntjuice.
She swallowed the juice and turned into even more of a sex fiend. The taste of cuntjuice drove her wild. Her tongue hungrily probed and lanced into the soft flesh. She found the deep hole of Loretta's cunt, and the salty, tangy taste was too much for her to bear. She felt a tiny shiver race along her spine and explode in her pussy. She started licking faster. She knew it was only a matter of seconds before all the sexual stimulants got her off.
Her tongue was gently exploring the insides of the girl's delicious cunt as Sydney's big cock started leaving her own pussy. The formation of a vacuum deep in her belly set off the hidden depth-charges of her orgasm.
It was like a hurricane blowing through her. She buried her face into the fleecy down of Loretta's cunt as she shrieked and moaned and shoved her ass back toward Sydney's groin. She wanted that cock all the way up her as much as she wanted to savor all the tasty treats of hot pussy.
"Dammit, you're trying to break me off inside you!" came Sydney's strangled voice. "And for that, I'm really gonna fuck you good!"
His prick raced back up her pussy. For a moment, Leslie thought he was ripping her apart inside. She couldn't expand her cunt fast enough to take that huge battering ram of male cock. He drove deep into her guts and then hesitated.
This gave her a second to relax, to enjoy the feeling of being totally filled with cock. She felt the throbbing prick deep in her belly. Gently tensing her stomach muscles collapsed the tunnel of her cunt around his cock. She wanted to trap him.
Juices squirted out of her pussy as she started a rippling motion up and down the length of her cunt. She was giving him a stimulating, erotic massage.
"Keep eating her, Leslie, darling! Eat her cunt out good while I fuck you!" Sydney cried. "It turns me on to watch you suck her cunt!"
Another shudder passed through the length of Leslie's body. She again lowered her mouth to Loretta's hot, dripping hole and began rotating her hips in an effort to get the maximum joy from Sydney's driving prick.
"Hot damn, but you're hot inside!" he yelped, slamming into her cunt even harder.
Pulling her mouth away from the cunt stuffed into her face for a second, she cried out, "Fuck me good, dammit! Harder! I want to feel that prick of yours burning between my tits!"
Hands stroked along her ass and upper thighs. Then he started working forward along her body. When his hands touched her dangling tits, Leslie climaxed again.
She closed her eyes and enjoyed all the things that were happening to her. The hands on her tits were milking her. The fingers gripped around the base of her tits moved slowly, powerfully, to the very nipple. There, thumb and forefinger rolled the hard little pebble around before releasing it. Excited blood pounded into her tits, making her think they were going to explode any second.
But most of all, the slow, steady fucking was building up the sexual tension in her body. Sydney wasn't pulling out all the stops . . . not yet. He was gradually picking up speed. His prick was making long, deep penetrations into her pussy. The warmth was mounting gradually, increasing a little more each time he probed deeply up into her belly.
"Come on! Quit screwing around and eat me out!" came Loretta's voice.
Leslie realized then that she had been content with merely resting her cheek in the warmth of the other girl's cunt. And she knew a tongue was necessary to give her all the pleasure she was entitled to.
Deciding to get Loretta off fast, Leslie's mouth clamped firmly over the tiny, erected nub of her clit. Her tongue swirled around the base as her mouth sucked hard. The tiny clit was pulled between her lips.
She took the tiny organ and began giving it the best mouth-love she could summon. Her lips massaged ad stroked the entire surface of the clit. Then her teeth gently rubbed against it. The contrast made Loretta stiffen with arousal.
The softness of the lips provided a teasing start. Then she added the harshness of her teeth again. To top it off she used her tongue on the throbbing clit until the girl was brought to the brink of orgasm.
"Ohhhhh, yesssss, I love it, love it! Ohhhhh, shiiiiit!"
The girl's body arched and she stuffed her pussy violently into Leslie's mouth for the fullest possible contact.
Tongue flashing out, Leslie lapped up and down the entire length of the girl's cunt. She parted the cuntlips and plunged deeply into her hole. She let her tongue have free rein. It was total bliss--swirling and stroking all along the beautiful female's cuntwalls.
Loretta came, her hips bucking wildly and her thighs clamping down hard on either side of Leslie's head.
Leslie suddenly found herself blind and deaf. But it was so wonderful she wasn't about to complain. But her own sexual needs had risen to a fever pitch. She had to have the ultimate in stimulation.
Sydney seemed to instinctively understand what she needed. No longer did he fuck her with slow, deliberate strokes. He speeded up and fucked her as fast as he could with short, burning jabs of his prick.
The friction threatened to start a fire inside her that would consume her completely. Leslie tried to relax, to enjoy it fully, but her body remained tense, expectant.
Then everything built up at once. Sydney's cock pistoned with a vengeance in her well-greased cunt. She could feel the way it spread and stimulated her pussy walls. She was ready to explode.
His hands continued their milking motion on her big tits. The sliding motion along the entire slope of her tits brought her breath in vhort, passionate gasps. And then she came.
It was superb. Her orgasm blew the top right off her head. For long moments, all she knew was her own joy. The rest of the world had *een blotted out.
Then, as she slipped back into the real world, she realized that Sydney's cock was no
Cnger fucking her. And the tasty cunt was _ "ne from her mouth.
Leslie opened her eyes and saw the shifting around that had happened while she was coming. Sydney had transferred his prick to loretta, taking her from behind. The girl was lamming the luscious white globes of her ass back into his belly as his cock again and again jpeared her hot cunt.
It was good, Leslie thought, as she watched the other couple go at it.
The joy on Loretta's face as Sydney's big prick rammed her cunt once again excited Leslie. She wanted to get back into the action. Eagerly, she decided where she would be most effective.
Her mouth closed around Sydney's cock as jt withdrew and reentered Loretta's gushing hole. With her tongue snaking all around, she was able to stimulate both cock and pussy lips.
She was sucking hard on the girl's cuntal folds when Loretta moaned loudly, "I ... I
... I just can't hold it in any longer! I'M COMMMMMINNNNNG!"
Her back arched, and Sydney had to follow to keep his prick inside her. This only shoved their crotches harder into Leslie's face. The beautiful blonde continued her tonguing. Up one of Loretta's cuntlips, sucking up her pussy juice and leaving a trail of warm saliva, and down the other one, hotly laving and lapping at the tender, succulent skin.
The real treat came for her when she pressed her tongue firmly against the soft flap of cunt skin and came into hot contact with the driving cock. Both bodies jerked with the incredible sensations she caused with her wonderful mouth and tongue.
Leslie began jerking herself off. First one finger, then two, and finally three worked their way up into her own pussy. The tingly sensation of orgasm began gnawing away at her body again. She continued sucking and licking across Sydney's cock as it drove into Loretta's hot cunt. Her tongue never failed to give a special caress to the well-greased pussy lips parting for the incoming meat. She received female cunt juice as well as the heavy male musk taste of Sydney's prick for her reward. The combination of odors and tastes made her own cunt run full to overflowing with passion.
Driving her fingers back and forth brought her off quickly. She came, lightning bolts crashing through her brain again. She continued fingerfucking herself until the fires of lust had finally died down to glowing embers.
She pulled back a little and looked at the still-fucking couple.
And then Sydney was smiling. "Jesus, I'm there! I'm there! Gotta come . . . gotta . . . gotta ,. . COMMMMMINNNNNG!"
His back arched powerfully as he crammed himself as deeply as he could into the yielding cunt before him. Leslie could see his body jerk every time another gob of his sticky cum erupted into Loretta's eagerly awaiting cunt.
Again Leslie dived her head between the [joined bodies. While Sydney was still Socketing through his orgasm, her mouth -fastened hard onto his cock. She took both it and a pair of pussy lips into her mouth. The sharp, acrid taste of cum spewed down her throat. She loved it, and so did Sydney and Loretta.
After what seemed an eternity, all three of them lay together on the bed, arms wrapped around each other.
"Goddamn," Loretta moaned, "you two are too much!"
"You're not so bad yourself," Leslie smiled. "Well, I've got to go."
"Same time next week, Leslie?" Sydney asked.
"Of course," she replied. Then she gave him a big wink. "I'll pay the cashier on the way out."
Chapter Six
"Leslie James. I have an appointment with Doctor Adams."
"Yes, Mrs. James, if you'll have a seat, the doctor will be with you in just a moment."
"Thank you."
Leslie sat, lit a cigarette, and chuckled to herself. This morning I had my hair done and got double-fucked by my hairdresser and his assistant. This afternoon I'll get fucked by my doctor, and if my husband's flight is on time, I'll have his cock in me by nine o'clock this evening.
All in all, one hell of a day!
She remembered the first day she met and shocked Dr. Gary Adams. Leslie was a nurse's aide twice a week at Memorial Hospital. She had spotted Gary in the cafeteria, and wanted him immediately, which she told the young doctor with her eyes from clear across the room. He had stared back at her in awe.
So an hour later, when the curvacious young aide had sidled up to him in the hospital corridor during a chance meeting and suggested bluntly that they "get together", Gary, struck dumbfounded, had been unable to do little more than mumble his reply.
This wouldn't be the first time he had stepped out on his wife, but he had never deliberately set out to lay other women, had never devoted time to arranging clandestine meetings. His extramarital screws were always spur-of-the-moment decisions, never arising from such blatant propositions as the one Leslie now suggested.
"I'll be in your office Monday, right after your nurse leaves."
He simply nodded dumbly.
She was there, and almost before he knew what had happened, they were stripped down to their undergarments and were kissing passionately on the green vinyl sofa in his reception room.
"Oh, handsome," Leslie panted into his moist ear, "are we ever going to ball!" Her slender hand wandered over Gary's hairy chest, moving in slow, tantalizing circles around his nipples.
"You're certainly a fast worker," he croaked, sliding his face alongside her smooth cheek and slipping a hand between their bodies to gently massage a bra-encased tit.
She chuckled huskily. "I don't believe in beating around the bush. I see what I want, I go after it!"
He squeezed the tit he was toying with and then reached around to grope for the clasp on her bra. He had to see those taste-tempting tits in all their naked splendor. And he wasn't disappointed. As he released her tits from the confines of the bra, the golden globes leaped out at him, the pink tips already erect and throbbing. His eyes riveted on their creamy loveliness.
"You like?" Leslie murmured sexily.
"Yeah, I like," he groaned. "God, you're beautiful."
She placed a hand alongside his handsome face and stroked it gently. "I liked you the moment I saw you in the cafeteria. I found out who you were from the other nurses, and, well ... I just had to fuck you!"
He chuckled deep in his throat as his hand idly stroked all over the soft flesh of her tits. "Lucky me," he said. "Jesus, what a set of tits." '
Leslie purred at his touch, thrusting her magnificent chest out and grinding her tingling tits into his palm. "You certainly have educated hands, Doctor. I can hardly wait for you to operate on me!"
Gary grinned, and dipped his head to plant his lips over a succulent mound of titflesh. He sucked the crinkled nipple hungrily into his mouth. He alternated between tits, kneading one while chewing the other, loving the sounds of lust and desire rumbling from Leslie throat.
But seconds later she pushed him back and forced his face and slurping mouth from her tit. Her pussy was hot, the juices seeping out of her cunt hole to such an extent that her panties were plastered to her crotch.
"Fuck me, Gary . . . fuck me now," she breathed hotly, a look of near-anguish on her beautiful face. "Give me a big, fat injection with your prick!"
Her hand slid down his chest to rest at the bulge in his shorts, then sneaked up to the waistband and began to wriggle inside, searching for his big cock.
Gary moaned, gripped her tits fiercely and pulled her to him. He planted his lips over hers, pried open her mouth and flicked out his tongue.
Leslie whimpered her pleasure. Her tongue slithered over and around his as it entered her mouth, her lush ass squirming restlessly on the sofa. Wriggling closer to him, she wrapped a slender arm around his neck and pressed the smooth globes of her tits against his muscular chest. Her free hand played in the warmth of his jockey shorts, maddeningly manipulating his straining cock.
The kiss was passionate, demanding. Gary's lips were welded to her soft, pliant ones-- their tongues teased, entwined, simulated the sex act itself.
"Oh, God, lover, fuck me! Fuck me now!" she groaned.
"I'll fuck you, baby," he growled. "I'll fuck you like you've never been fucked before!"
And he did until her cunt was raw. Leslie had liked it so much she started making regular appointments, twice a month.
The intercom on the nurse's desk broke into
Leslie's thoughts.
"Nurse, would you send in the next patient? . . . and you may go to lunch."
"Yes, Doctor. You may go in now, Mrs. James."
Leslie dawdled until the outside office door closed behind the nurse. Then she crossed the room and entered Gary's office, already starting to unbutton her blouse.
He was already naked, and his prick was semi-hard. "On the bed, honey, I want some of that sweet pussy!"
"Jesus," Leslie laughed, "didn't your wife give you any this week?"
"Not like you do," he laughed, fisting his long pole.
He had already pulled the couch out into a sofa bed.
"Let me at least hang up my clothes!"
She headed for the coat rack, her soft, molded hips swaying with each step. Her every move was an invitation, an indication of smooth, animal grace. From her shoulders down to her slender waist, down her gracefully widening hips and long curved legs, this was a man's woman. A woman who could take everything a big man could give, and return the same. Here was a woman built for passion, one whose body required a lot of love and physical exertion.
Gary remembered how that wonderful frame could fuck, and it made his cock harder. She stripped to bra and panties and turned to face him.
"You've got that look, lover," she smiled.
"Leslie, you are a prick tease. C'mere!"
She reached behind her, unhooked the snaps to her bra and pulled the front away from the huge mounds. They bounced free, and she heard an audible gasp from Gary as he gazed hotly at their throbbing hugeness. They moved to the examination table, where she leaned over and kissed him passionately. His hands came up, caressing her soft, warm tits.
She broke the kiss and settled beside him on the table. Then she raised up, offering her-huge tits to his lips. "Kiss them, darling. They need it. Kiss them!"
He needed no further encouragement. He sucked the large nipples into his mouth, running his hands down over her smooth thighs. Leslie's breath became harsh. The usual fire began to build in her pussy. She twisted around to get her own lips into action.
Her soft, parted mouth glided over his cock. His hands were caressing, coaxing. She held nothing back. Her hands became even more demanding, and her lips sucked everywhere.
The weight of his big prick in her hand made her even hotter. She opened her mouth wide and slid the big cockhead into her throat.
"Ohhh, Jesus, suck it, baby!" he gasped. "Pull my prick into your beautiful throat and suck on it!" His voice was thick with lust, and he twisted and moaned as she played with his swollen balls and sucked the cock he rammed into her face.
Then he was pumping and driving his fat prick deep into her throat. He could feel his balls boiling up the hot cream from their depths.
Gary enjoyed the hell out of fucking, but he loved the way Leslie could suck a cock. Her mouth covered his big hunk of prick, making its full length disappear in her sucking, kneading mouth.
Her flowing hair was beautiful as it cascaded around his bare legs, and her creamy-white tits pulsed deliciously as they bounced and swayed while she sucked.
The head of his cock felt very smooth; it was as though his skin was stretched to the tightest limit to contain the pulsing energy which was striving to burst out and spew itself onto her tongue, her lips, her teeth.
He withdrew his prick from between her lips, and Leslie felt a dribble of wetness drop from the end of it onto her chfn as it passed.
"Want me to fuck you now?" he gasped.
"Yes, yes . . . put it in me . . . fuck me, darling! Please, fuck me!" she begged.
"Want me to fill your belly with my cock . . . run it back and forth over your clit and make you come good?"
"Yes ... oh, YES!"
His lips were against her open mouth and her tongue was like an explosive flame.
He let out a groan and shoved her back onto the table. Leslie kept her arms locked tightly around his neck and he fell on top of her. An animal cry escaped her lips and she bit him once in the mouth, pleading with him as her body twisted in a violent frenzy.
"Hurt me, Gary," she groaned. "Take your big, beautiful prick and hurt me with it!"
He guided his giant cock to her crotch, but plunged a finger up her cunt first.
"Yes, YES! That's it!" she squealed. "Be rough with me, darling . . . HURT ME!" She twisted her hips and luxuriated in the sensation of his finger plunging mercilessly into her pulsating fuck hole.
He pulled his finger from her wet cunt and settled between her thighs. "Put it in!" he growled.
Shakily, Leslie stabbed her hand down between her hot thighs and groped until her fingers brushed against his stiff, pounding cock. The swollen crown of his prick was already wet with pre-cum as she guided it eagerly toward her ripe cuntlips.
Gary pressed forward until his belly was slapping against hers. And then she had him where she wanted him. Triumphantly, she steered his rigid pole of cock-flesh into her sweltering cunt hole.
"Aaaaagghhhhh," he groaned. The sound was wrenched out of his mouth as he automatically pressed himself tighter while his cock sank between her hairy pussy lips like a hot knife through butter.
"OH, YESSSSS! Oh, God, YESSSSS!" Leslie shrieked. "Fuck me! DICK ME! MEAT ME! REAM MY CUUUUUUUNT!"
Her cuntlips were so soft and delightfully clinging around his jabbing prick that Gary wanted to let go right away.
Gritting his teeth, he restrained himself. He bit his lip as he resisted the fantastic pull of her pussy muscles around his fiery rod. He could feel the hot fluid of his cum start to rise in the tube that ran through his prick, but he willed it down.
He stirred his cock around in the soggy depths of her pussy and was overwhelmed by the buttery feel that seemed to swirl around his fuck tool. It made him wonder if she hadn't sucked his prick into her mouth and was tonguing it until he couldn't stand it anymore.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Leslie chanted in a kind of frenzy. She twitched her ass and felt the man's long prick slipping around in the slimy grasp of her cunt. She pushed harder and harder against his probing cock. She wanted it shoved up her cunt all the way. She wanted him to split her in half with his virile cock. She wanted to stretch and stretch and stretch around it until she was ripped open.
Harder and harder she flailed her hips, impaling her exposed cunt on the hard nail of his prick. She sank her cunt around his cock until it hit bottom and his hard, hairy balls were bouncing against her ass crack.
"Uh, ugh, uh huh, uh huh," she gasped with each lunge of her beautiful soft asscheeks against his hard thighs. His prick zipped in and out of her creamy slit with startling, exciting speed. But it was almost as though she couldn't feel it. There was enough heat and movement to tease her. The in-and-out sliding of his massive prick in her sex slot was like a hungry man nibbling on gelatin. It whetted her appetite to have something bigger, more substantial, ramming her exposed hole. She wanted to be fucked bigger and harder so that it almost hurt. She wanted a prick punishing her, driving in and out of her hungry pussy until it brought tears to her eyes and stretched her gushy cunt muscles to their limit.
"HARDER! HARDER, YOU BASTARD . . . FUCK MY BRAINS OUT!"
Gary was oblivious to her unsatiated hunger. His cock was sliding wonderfully in the greasy chute of her cunt. He didn't want it to be anyplace else. His prickhead was on fire from nudging against the resistant, heated walls of her hot tunnel. His balls were swollen from pounding against her hairy asshole.
"OH, SHIT, I'M THERE! I'M COMMM-MMMINNNNNG!" she suddenly screamed, her words echoing off the walls in the small room.
"ME, TOO!" Gary bellowed. "I'm coming with you, baby! NOOOWWWW!" He jammed his cock to the hilt and let her clasping cunt walls milk his balls of their juice.
His prick jerked as she clamped it harder. It exploded inside her pussy with the force of a cannon, sending the hot streams of his cum deep into her belly.
His belly slammed down on hers. His cock pulsated wildly in her cunt. She felt it squirt and spurt huge, hot globs of jism into her fuck hole.
She cried out as her cunt contracted greedily around his pumping, spewing rod. He ground his hips into her. His groans made her muscles tense as the juice poured out of her cunt in steaming rivulets to puddle beneath them on the table.
And still their bodies bucked together. His cock seemed to grow and swell inside her the more they came, his balls shooting torrents of hot cream that filled her cunt to overflowing.
Leslie had nearly fainted with the joy of his first, spastic come. And now, as his prick continued to unload in her with machine-gun like precision, she felt yet another orgasm overwhelm her.
They rocked and twisted their bodies together. Their pubic hairs were wet, matted patches. The juices that had melted down from their fuck drenched them.
Finally, his thrusts began to slow. Her cunt didn't clamp so hard on his cock anymore. She felt his prick lose some of its iron hardness. It was finally over. He collapsed on top of her. She unlocked her legs from his back. They both lay there and panted while he stayed between her legs.
The room was full of the sweet smell of sex. They breathed heavily and stayed in the pool of wetness that was their own cum.
Finally he raised up on an elbow and looked down at her peacefully smiling, beautiful face. "Shall I make an appointment for you two weeks from today?"
"Of course," Leslie replied, and buried her face once more in his crotch.
Chapter Seven
The telephone was ringing when Leslie let herself into the house. "Leslie, this is Jody next door." "Oh, hi!"
"Is Frank back yet?"
"No, not yet." Leslie glanced at the clock. "His flight isn't due for two more hours."
"That's just about enough time," Jody chuckled.
"For what?"
"You know that boy I hired to cut the grass? ... the one with all the muscles and the big bulge?"
"Yessss."
"Well, guess what he's doing right now."
"Eating you," Leslie giggled.
"Not quite, but you're close. He's taking a shower in my bathroom. Wanna have some fun?"
"I'll be right there!"
And she was.
The boy, Steve, was surprised when he emerged from the shower and found two beautiful women, totally naked, waiting for him.
But he wasn't surprised for long. "Am I gonna get what I think I'm gonna get?" he grinned.
"You bet your ass you are, darling!" the redheaded Jody chirped, leading him toward the bed.
They stopped by the bed and kissed. Leslie watched the gorgeous redhead go after the young boy. She rubbed her big tits across his chest and ground her cunt over his rising prick as if she hadn't had any cock in months.
With a flick of her body, Jody gave Steve full access to her tits. They were huge, uptilted mounds, decorated with throbbing pink nipples that rose from dark pink aureoles. She enjoyed the look on Steve's face as he stared at the bulges that had been pressed against him. His breath seemed to be caught in his throat, and all he could do was nod dumbly and make tiny animal-like groans in his chest. The triangle of hair below her belly was much darker than the hair piled on top of her head. Steve pulled his eyes away from the red magic of her pubic area and feasted on the radiant whiteness of her thighs.
Even Leslie was affected by the girl's beauty. Jody was very pretty, without the aristocratic lines that would have made her beautiful. A wetness appeared in Leslie's eyes and anticipation made her pussy tingle as she thought of the three-way fuck to come.
Steve's cock was long, hanging down above the bulge of his balls. Jody pressed herself against him with a cry of lust escaping from her throat, and gave him the full benefit of her big, firm tits.
Steve kissed her again, even more passionately, and his hands wandered down her smooth, creamy back to her jutting asscheeks.
Jody ground her hips against him, causing his cock to stiffen even more. She sighed, loving the feeling of his cockmeat against her bare skin.
Then they toppled over onto the bed, lips crushed against each other. Steve went immediately for her tits. He fondled them almost roughly, so great was his passion. The nipples were already fully erect. He licked at the valley between the luscious globes while one hand caressed her flat belly and then moved down to her pussy fur.
Her thighs immediately separated, allowing him to gain access and to roam at will. He quickly took advantage and his fingers searched for the cunt that was half-hidden in her tangled red bush. She gasped when he delved in deeply, searching for the tunnel walls.
He licked hungrily at her throbbing nipples as he fingered her pussy.
Leslie watched, her arms crossed under her own tits. Then she could take watching no more. She had to join them.
"Me, too!" she cried. "Make room for me!"
Steve flopped over onto his back, his prick slapping across his belly. The head oozed juice clear above his navel.
"Ummmm, would you look at that beautiful monster?" Jody moaned.
"Delicious!" Leslie squealed.
Both women grabbed his cock at the same time.
"Hey, hey," the boy laughed. "One at a time! OV Steve's got enough for everybody!"
Jody moved up over his muscular body and wailed with lust as he dropped his head and closed his lips over one nipple. At the same time, his other hand moved down to the thick nest of hair at the base of her belly. She cried out with pleasure as she pushed her cunt over three of his fingers.
"Damn, woman, you are ready! That sweet pussy's gushin' like a juicy fountain!"
From behind him, Leslie looked at his broad back and put her hand against him at the base of his spine. She let that hand move out onto the firm contour of his asscheeks. His skin was incredibly smooth and still damp from the shower.
Her body was squirming with passion. She crushed herself against his back and squealed with delight. Waves of vertigo washed over her and desire was a clawing thing deep in her belly.
She reached around his muscular waist and wrapped both her hands around his giant cock. "Me, dammit, me! Fuck me first!"
Steve shook Jody off and rolled between Leslie's splayed thighs. "I told you there's enough for everybody, woman. There . . .
TAKE MY COCK!"
Leslie's legs came up on either side of his hips and he fumbled for a moment, then lunged.
She let out a long, deep moan of joy as he took her. She locked her legs around his hips and pulled his chest down to flatten her tits.
Jody could only watch. And while she watched, she wildly fingerfucked herself. The huge cock slicing into Leslie's cunt hole was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.
"Oh, my God, what a cock . . . what a fuck!" Leslie cried out. "Oh, Jody, his cock is like a baseball bat in my pussy!"
Steve pounded her willing cunt like a wild man. He raised himself and fondled both her tits with one strong hand. Then he reached out to Jody with his other hand, bringing a shriek of ecstasy from her throat as he did the same for her. The boy groaned at the ecstasy of being able to fondle two pairs of voluptuous, heaving tits at the same time.
His cock was now firmly rooted in Leslie's cunt, and he lost no time in driving her to a peak of ecstasy with lunge after lunge of his hot, driving prick. She screamed through one orgasm, pumping her sopping wet hole over his punishing cock.
"She came!" Jody cried. "Now me! DO ME!"
The young man rolled away from Leslie and maneuvered himself over Jody's eager body.
"Yes, yes!" the redhead squealed. "FUCK ME!"
"Not yet," he rasped. "I want to taste all of you."
"Yes . . . ohhhh, yes," Jody moaned. "Eat me! Eat little Jody's pussy! Ohhhh, baby, you are something else!"
She pushed at his head impatiently, and Steve kissed his way down the length of her lush body to the edge of her red forest.
He smelled perfume and knew she had dabbed her pussy liberally with some erotic fragrance. He breathed deeply and caught the musky odor of womanhood. He licked at the gaping cunt and she shivered in delight.
"Ohhhh, yessss," she moaned, writhing against him.
He licked along the length of her oval-shaped cunt, found her clitoris and concentrated on the pouting little bud. Jody clutched at the sides of his head as she pivoted her lower body, her little cries filling the room.
Leslie watched, fascinated. She felt like coming again and wondered if she should finger herself. No, she told herself, she would wait. It would be agony, but the end results would be compensation enough.
"Make me come this way, Steve, honey!" Jody begged. "Oh, please, tongue my pussy until I cream!"
Steve bobbed his head and kept licking his tongue at the tender, pulsing flesh, sending erotic vibrations skittering throughout her writhing body. He cupped her soft asscheeks, his fingers sinking into the flawless flesh as he ate her sweet cunt.
"Ummmmmmmm, oh, yes, yessss! Oh, ummmmmmm!" Jody mumbled, her head twisting from side to side. Her body writhed, squirmed, pivoted and swiveled. Tiny explosions began to ripple through her.
Steve ate and sucked, licked and nibbled at her. He was loving every minute of it.
Jody put her hands on her own tits and began to rub them, massage them, and squeeze her nipples.
Leslie watched, pop-eyed. The redhead suddenly screamed and then erupted like a volcano. Her body jerked crazily, almost throwing Steve off her. But he held on, nibbling at her clit until she quieted down.
Then, after planting a few kisses on her leaking cunt, he withdrew his head from her hairy crotch. He grinned and licked his lips. "That tasted damn good, lady."
Jody lay back and returned his broad grin. "Wanna fuck me now?"
He moved up to the head of the bed. "Soon. But I want something else first." He.moved so that his hard cock was at the redhead's mouth. "Here ... see how this tastes!"
Jody quickly flicked out her pink, wet tongue and licked at the head of his prick. "Salty," she purred. "And delicious!"
She cupped his balls. Her tongue encircled the head and licked at the cockhead while her fingers gently squeezed his nuts.
Steve moaned softly. Jody obviously knew how to suck a cock. His muscular ass moved back and forth as he thrust his prick deep into her warm, wet mouth. His hands went to her jiggling tits and he explored them, kneading the soft flesh and fingering the rigid nipples.
Leslie was getting hotter than hell just watching. As Steve groaned, she tugged and pulled at her own cunt fur.
Jody climbed between the young man's thighs and again extended her long pink tongue teasingly to his cock. She licked the underside all the way to the cockhead. A squirt of clear fluid shot out from the tip. She returned her tongue to the base of his prick and repeated the action1 She dipped her tongue into the tiny puddle of fluid above the head and brought it into her mouth.
"Ohhhh, yeah, shit, yeah . . . SUUUCK!"
Steve wailed.
He groaned and cried out in pleasure and agony as Jody started licking his prick with faster and harder strokes of her hot, wet tongue. More fluid flowed from the head of his prick and she quickly lapped it up and gurgled as she swallowed it.
"Suck him! Mouth-fuck him, dammit!" Leslie cried, her own lust and frenzy for sex building as she watched the redhead lick the boy's rigid young cock.
"I will ... I will," Jody cooed. She moved his prick up from his belly and rubbed the head over her nose and against her pursed lips.
"It's soooo big," she gurgled. "It might be too big for me to swallow." She bent his cock on down as far as it would go between his legs so she could lick her tongue over the top of its throbbing ridge.
"If you don't blow him, I WILL!" Leslie cried in total exasperation.
"All right, all right," Jody murmured. She took Steve's prick in both her hands. A full four inches bulged above her trembling fingers. She bent the head toward her parted lips. Slowly, teasingly, she worked the very tip of his giant cock between them.
Then she opened her mouth wide. The entire cockhead popped between her lips. Steve's hips went wild as her cheeks hollowed and sucked on his fiery knob. His lean ass rocked and pounded beneath her face as she continued to suck harder and harder.
He felt her warm tongue lash the head of his prick. It drove him into a sexual frenzy. He opened his eyes as the weight shifted on the bed.
Leslie carefully straddled his chest and nestled her knees on either side of his head. She squeezed her thighs together over his ears, capturing his head. Then she lowered her weight and reached with her fingers to part the swollen, hair-lined lips of her pussy.
"EAT ME!" she begged. "Eat my pussy while Jody blows you! Run your tongue in and out of my cunt hole! Mouth and tongue-fuck my pussy good!"
Steve eagerly pushed his tongue from between his lips and tested the gooey, slick, inflamed walls of Leslie's splayed pussy. He touched and then he licked. He swallowed and licked again. It excited him beyond belief. He loved the taste of her pussy.
"Jesus, you taste good," he groaned. "Of course I taste good, you fucker! LICK IT!"
He directed the hard tip of his tongue to the little knob of flesh by her fingertip. Her body quivered and she groaned in ecstasy. He licked harder and suddenly his chin, his mouth, his tongue, all were consumed by the heated folds of her cunt-cavern.
Jody, excited at seeing Leslie bury Steve's face between her thighs and in her pussy, began bobbing her mouth faster and faster on his cock. More and more of the giant prick went into her mouth. His prick seemed to expand as her head bobbed. It swelled, got longer, and even thicker.
Suddenly the head was in her throat. She gagged, and wondered just how much of this burgeoning cock she could take this way. She took a deep breath and pressed her mouth down.
The cockhead ground against the roof of her mouth and suddenly popped down her throat.
She gagged again and raised her head, only to dive down again.
Two more inches of his mighty prick slid smoothly between her lips. His wiry crotch hair was almost tickling her nose. She could hear Leslie's groans and sighs as Steve's slurping mouth worked greedily on her cunt.
Jody drew her head off the cock until the ridge along the head was between her teeth. He bucked his hips just about the time she started down again. Farther and farther the stiff shaft went between her sucking lips. She increased the pace of her bobbing head until she was mouthing his prick furiously.
Then her nose was buried in his crotch hair and she knew that she had taken all his cock down her throat. She reveled in the wild sensation that roared and throbbed so deeply inside her.
Then Leslie cried out. "I'm there! Oh, shit, Steve, baby, tongue me harder! Faster! There . . . right there! I'm coming, coming! I'm COMMMMMINNNNNG!"
The tenseness in the boy's body and the throbbing of his big young cock in her mouth told Jody that he too was about to climax, was about to shoot a heavy load of cum into her throat and down into her belly.
As the eruption built in him, the redhead struggled to pull her head from his cock. All but the turgid cockhead itself had been extracted when two strong hands found the back of her head and the fingers curled in her hair.
Jody could almost see the spasm move over
Steve's body. He had moved his arms around Leslie and captured her ass in his hands as the stream of juices poured from her cunt down his own throat.
"AAAIIIEEEE!" Leslie shrieked as wave after wave of searing pleasure rocketed through her pussy and her belly. "Shit, shit, SHIT!" she screamed. "Ohhhhh, you've got such a great tongue! Oh, God, you're a sweet, beautiful fuck!" She screamed the last as she slammed her body down hard on his handsome young face, crushing her clit and physically wracking the last of her come from her exquisitely tortured body.
Then the cockhead started a wild, throbbing rumble in Jody's mouth and Steve's hands were jamming her face back down over the prickshaft as his hips lurched forward.
The cockhead completely impaled her throat again.
Jody closed her eyes and waited for the delicious, scalding cream to come cascading down her throat. Instead, the giant, throbbing cock suddenly was jerked from between her lips.
Steve pulled his aching cock from her face and quickly rolled between her thighs. "Ass or cunt?" he growled.
"I don't give a shit," the redhead cried.
"Just GIVE IT TO ME!"
He swiveled his face to Leslie. "When I get to fucking her good, eat my ass out!"
Leslie nodded and glued her eyes to his big prick as he got in position above Jody. He poised above her, gazing hotly at her soft, hairy pussy, red and glistening, waiting and wanting his savage cock. He saw her expression change with a sudden twist of her head and a heave of her shoulders as he rammed his massive prick into her.
She was loving the brutal penetration of his cock. Her look of pain, of bewilderment, of utter* joy, added to his own lustful pleasure.
He was possessed with the urge to get his monstrous, thick cock as deeply as he could into this hot, tight hole and fuck her to kingdom come.
Her cunt was delightfully tight. It was a good thing he had given her pussy a good tonguing to get her soaking before he tried to stick his prick into her or she would have skinned his foreskin raw.
And Jody was going wild. She was responding to each new thrust of his cock with crazy abandon as she felt a new, wondrous tingle in her tits. Her nipples seemed to be on fire, to be centers of erotic, pleasurable sensation. Small waves of warmth rippled up from her belly, from her pussy to her tits.
Steve was heaving and ramming in and out, pressuring his entire weight on her body. He was heavy and yet she loved the weight. He mashed and drove into her, flattening her big tits against her heaving chest. She loved the feel of that hot, thick cock-flesh ploughing in and out of her hot cunt.
Steve looked over at Leslie. She had been watching the fuck taking place right alongside her on the broad bed, and had both hands up her cunt. The fierce movements of her lower belly gave proof that she was wildly masturbating herself.
"Tongue my ass now," he panted, as he continued to pour his cock into Jody's pussy. "Tongue-fuck it good!"
Leslie moved around behind him. She bent down and deeply inhaled the male smell of his crotch. He was beautiful in that position--his hard prick fucking, huge balls between his spread thighs, asscheeks parted, the button of his asshole dark and inviting. She bent and kissed his balls, one at a time, then moved her lips up until she reached his asshole. She gave the puckered opening a playful lick then worked her way back down to his balls again, then kept going down behind them until she tasted his hot asshole against her lips.
She opened her mouth and flicked out her tongue, ran it roughly over the twitching circle. Steve rolled from side to side when he felt her searching tongue. He moaned loud and almost screamed his plea for her to ram him full of hard tongue.
Leslie licked the hot asshole, rimming him hungrily until he dripped with her spit. She worked her tongue into him as his asshole relaxed in response to the rimming. She rammed her hot tongue in as deeply as she could and rolled it around and around inside him.
Steve moaned and writhed in bliss as the full length of her talented tongue went up his ass. It made him fuck his prick into Jody all the harder, and the other woman went wild beneath him.
"GIVE IT TO ME! OH, CHRIST, I NEED IT, BABY! I'm going crazy! Fuck me, big stud . . . fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!" Her head rolled, her body quivered, and her eyes rolled back in her head.
He held off his come as long as he possibly could, but that sucking on his asshole was more than he could bear. He took a good grip on Jody's asscheeks, pressed his ass even more firmly into Leslie's face, and fired his load of cum deep into the woman's body.
"KEEP IT IN ME, BABY!" Jody pleaded. "I need more, more, much MORE!"
Load after load of his steaming jism poured deep into her hungrily clasping belly. And still, to Jody's total awe and amazement, he was rock-hard.
"Put it in my mouth and come that way!" she cried.
"I've got a better idea," Steve said. "Lie down on the foot of the bed so that your legs are hanging off the edge, both of you. But be sure to lie side by side so that even your legs are touching."
"Oh," Jody grinned, "I think I know what you've got in mind, honey!"
"Okay!" Leslie chirped.
The two females lay side by side and raised their legs up, bending them at the knees. Steve stood back and watched, fascinated, and then moved in between them. Then he guided the throbbing shaft of his cock into Leslie's tight cunt and leaned forward. Her legs came up swiftly and scissored around him, while her arms pulled him closer and yet closer to her body. Their lips met and their moans of passion grew louder by the moment as he pumped and thrust violently into her.
Then, when he felt that he was about to unleash another load of his jism, he forced his withdrawal from her and turned to Jody. She was waiting for him with open arms and legs, and the moment he had entered her soft pussy, she closed down on him in much the same manner as Leslie had done.
The basic difference between the two females was in their types of build. Each had to operate with the tools that nature had provided for her. Leslie had long, slim legs and was able to wrap them completely around her lover. Jody, on the other hand, had shorter legs that never really met behind her lover's back, but clung to his sides. That gave her hips even more freedom to operate, and operate them she did.
She shifted and shunted first one way and then another until it seemed impossible that Steve could restrain himself for any length of time without having to unload. But hang on he did, and gave her an even more savage pounding. Then, when he felt that unmistakable urge to erupt again, he withdrew and threw himself back onto Leslie.
Leslie made up her mind to have him come in her, and used every movement she was capable of to accomplish that goal. She was so turned on by her own exuberance that she began uttering a series of moans, groans and grunts that had him as enthused as she was.
Her hips moved up and down with every gesture of her legs, and the movement it created in her pelvis was breathtaking.
Steve took it for just as long as he could, then he shifted back to Jody once again. Jody was just as determined as Leslie to gain the benefit of his come, and she also resorted to every talented movement she could think of in order to achieve it.
The handsome, virile young man rode her for all he was worth. Then, at the last second, he shifted back to Leslie's delectable pussy and started to come. "
The first burst was an incredible blast that nearly tore off the top of Leslie's head. She pulled him to her body more tightly, and responded with a flow of love juice of her own. Their lips mashed together and even their teeth ground as the force of their fucking turned them into animals for those few moments.
Not wanting to be left out at this final moment of climax, Jody squealed and maneuvered her body between Leslie and Steve, begging him to give her some of his precious juice. Slipping his spewing cock from Leslie's tight hole, he managed to lunge into Jody's cunt for one final, mind-blowing spurt from his aching balls.
When all three had showered and Steve had left, the two women were getting dressed.
"Wow, some stud," Leslie sighed. "When's the next time he comes to mow the lawn?"
"A week from tomorrow," Jody replied.
A broad grin spread across Leslie's face. "I think I can make it!"
Chapter Eight
Leslie had fifteen minutes to shower and dress by the time she got back to the house. She made it in thirteen.
At exactly 9:02, she heard Frank's car in the drive. A minute later he entered the house.
Leslie appeared at the door. She was attired in nifty, two-piece, green harem pajamas that permitted an extensive view of the things that matter most to men.
She was a little high, mentally and physically. She was, in fact, full of lust. She had been thinking about the threesome with Jody and the boy while taking her shower, and it had gotten her hot all over again.
"Darling, I've been waiting so long!" she cried, gliding forward and coiling her scented arms around her husband's neck. As their lips collided, she recoiled a little. Frank smelled strongly of brandy, cigar and woman. Where had he been?
Oh, well, she was hardly one to throw stones, was she?
"Leslie, honey, it's been a rough trip."
"Poor baby," she purred, and thought, I'll bet! You've probably been balling two or three Italian girls every night, and every stew on the crew in between!
"You look beautiful," he said.
"Thank you, darling! I've missed you so ... it's been so lonely!"
He smiled. "Well, as soon as I get a drink and a shower, we'll take care of that."
"I can hardly wait, dearest."
"Neither can I."
Leslie expertly melted her curves into the bony planes of his body. She was genuinely breathless, although she had not meant to be. "Mmmm, it's so wonderful to feel your arms around me, Frank."
He responded by pressing his index finger into her cuntal softness, then giving her a playful nip on her neck and pulling away.
"Gimme a chance to unwind from the trip, okay? I've got a little bit of a headache."
"Oh, you poor darling. Let me get you an aspirin."
She trotted off to the bathroom while Frank shucked his coat. When she returned, he was sitting on the couch, rubbing his temples with his forefingers.
"I'll get you a drink," she offered soothingly. "How about a rum-and-coke? It's a miraculous pick-me-up."
"Sounds good."
She hurried away, fixed the drink, and returned. She sat beside him on the couch and placed one hand on his forehead. The other moved down to a strategic position on his thigh.
"Darling, you're positively boiling. Come along now, what you need is a good hot shower!"
He agreed.
Twenty minutes later, he walked back into the bedroom, naked and still moist from his shower. Leslie was also nude, lying on the bed, lightly fingering the lips of her pussy.
His eys swept her lush, blonde loveliness and he said with a growl, "Woman, you look delicious, lying there like that!"
Leslie laughed lightly. "I told you I missed you.
It gave her considerable satisfaction to know that, after all their years of marriage, this handsome brute of a man still found her desirable.
She certainly dug him . . . especially as he was now, with his huge muscular body on total display. His big prick, though flaccid at the moment, hung thick and long in front of a pair of jumbo balls. He had dark hair with just a hint of gray showing now at the temples, and his facial features were strong, almost craggy.
No matter how many other cocks she sucked and fucked, when she was with Frank, she only wanted him.
Idly, she wondered if it was the same way with him. Well, no matter. She would probably never know.
Frank let his eyes wander over her luscious, rounded tits, her slim waist, her softly-curved belly, and her rich, womanly hips. Finally, the small tuft of hair at the base of her white belly, where her full thighs converged, captured and held his attention.
As he gazed at the glossy little pelt, she parted her legs slowly, revealing the succulent center of her cunt. It was rosy and moist from her ministrations.
"You witch!" he growled, and dropped to his knees on the king-sized bed.
He gripped her lovely thighs from underneath and spread them as wide as they would go. He bent to the lips between them.
Leslie sighed with pleasure as his mouth burrowed hungrily into her cunt. His tongue lanced deep into the sweet pussy, but, unlike a lance, it wiggled and lapped. She closed her eyes and arched upwards, pressing her pubic curve hard against her husband's face.
Frank licked in and out of her heated hole and up across her clit, causing her to writhe and moan in ecstasy. "Oh, oh! Oh, yesssss, darling, do me like that! I love it!"
He raised his head and smiled at her.
"More?"
"More! Lots more!" she squealed.
He rammed his tongue back into her cunt and found her tits with his big, strong hands, he wrapped his fingers as far around them as they would go. He squeezed, letting his fingers sink into the resilient flesh. He rubbed her nipples with his palms, and the pink stems perked to rigid attention.
He watched her eyes as he kneaded and shook the full, ripe tits. He plucked at the nipples with his fingers, twisting gently. They swelled to even greater hardness between his fingertips.
Leslie's gaze became smoky. "Mmmm, you have good hands, darling."
That was true. Frank's fingers were long and sensitive. They made music on a woman's tits.
"They love to feel your big, beautiful tits, sweetheart," he husked.
"Suck me! Suck my cunt and make me come, Frank!"
He snaked his tongue around the throbbing little button of her clit, then sucked it up, bathing it in his slippery spit.
She reached down and caught his prick. He was bone-hard. God, did he have a cock! It was long and stiff, except for its head, which bulged out, plump and rubbery. Leslie fondled it, and the clear lubricant which oozed out of its tip made a wet spot, moistening her hand.
He was still playing with her tits, rolling them with his hands and pushing them together as he nuzzled the warm, soft cleft between her legs. The stiff nipples danced.
"Let me have you at the same time, darling ... let me have a taste of your big prick while you suck me!" Leslie moaned.
Frank straightened. His cock stuck up like a spear, quivering with the force that flowed through it. Leslie gave out a lustful cry and tried to grab for it, but he pushed her back against the bed. He bent and kissed her soft, plump belly.
She wriggled around and caught his cock. She stroked its shaft while he licked in and out of her navel. His hps browsed over the bulge of her belly and down into her tangled fluff. He munched at her furry mound and cuntlips. They protruded, giving a man a lot of cunt for licking and chewing. Frank ran his tongue over the pouty lips, caught one several times between his teeth, causing Leslie to squeal with excitement.
She kept stroking on his cock, tugging at it and using it as a handle to try to draw him on top of her. But as he bowed deeper between her fleshy, wide-open thighs, his hips moved closer to her face. She continued to pull at his prick, so he tossed a leg over her, hanging his cock and tensely drawn-up balls above her face.
A gleaming string of clear cock cream dangled from the tip of his prick as she tilted the stiff prick down to her mouth. She swirled her moist tongue over the head of his fat cock first, sucking up his discharge. Then she let the thick, throbbing crown sink completely into her mouth. She clamped her lips behind the rim of the giant cock and began to suck, eagerly, hungrily.
"Ohhhh, baby, that's it," Frank groaned in ecstasy. "That's it! Show me how much you like my sweet prick! Fill your beautiful fucking head with it!"
He grooved with the sweet bolts of lightning that coursed along his nerves, and he sank his head even deeper into her warm crotch. Her earthy fragrance filled his head, making his brain reel. He grew almost giddy as he nestled his nose between the soft, rubbery swells of her plump asscheeks. He inhaled the scent of her aromatic asshole as he clamped his mouth fully over the moist, meaty center of her cunt. He tongued her and sucked up the flavor which she was now freshening with a flow of new juices.
As he gobbled and slurped at her pussy, he began to move his hips rhythmically, fucking his long, steel-stiff prick in and out of his wife's avidly sucking mouth.
Leslie went at his juicy cock like the natural cannibal she was, chomping and licking noisily. She eagerly stroked his balls, as if coaxing them to give up their thick cream.
But Frank knew she didn't really want that. She wanted to feel his hardness up her cunt, and he wanted to plant it there . . . now!
He abruptly sat up and whriled around. But he didn't settle between her thighs. Instead, he turned her onto her side, facing away from him, and he pressed her shoulders forward so that she was bent into a right-angle and her long hair was hanging over the edge of the bed.
He snuggled up behind her, also on his side, and poked his stiff prick between her thighs. They were soft and warm, and Leslie enjoyed the stimulation of having his cock between them. She moaned and writhed, and Frank began to saw his long cock forward and back across the hot tip of her clit. This turned her on even more.
"Oh, Frank!" she cried. "Hurry, do it! I wanna be fucked!"
She kept bearing down against his rigid pole, grinding and bumping. Suddenly her jerked back, and the slippery head of his cock skidded to the entrance of her cunt. It popped into the hungry hole, which was wide open and slick with desire. He shoved, and his cock glided smoothly all the way up inside her.
"Yes, now! NOW! FUCK ME GOOD, LOVER!" she screamed.
Then he really started throwing his cock to her cunt.
His hips were powerful, and his rhythm was relentless. He slapped himself up against her again and again, and there was a sticky sound each time their bodies made contact.
Leslie was weak from the thrill of being impaled on his big, gliding cock. She groaned, pressing her heels against the bed for more leverage as she slapped her hips back against him.
Each time she tried to match his rhythm, however, he moved into a higher gear, overwhelming her with the energy of his hammering body. He was slamming against her ass now, exciting her further. She closed her eyes and gave herself up to his masterful fucking, loving every vicious and savage thrust of his giant cock into her cunt.
It was so good. He was fucking her with that big, beautiful prick, and she never wanted him to stop. She wanted him to ride her hard and fast . . . forever.
He flipped one of her long, lithe legs over his body so he could go at her from the top. Leslie eagerly wound her thighs around him and pulled him close, her hands moving ceaselessly over the sweaty flesh of his back . . . now soothing, now clawing, now pressing. She passed her hands over his clenched asscheeks. Then she pushed her hand between them and wiggled her finger over his asshole. She pushed it into his asshole a little and screwed it around. Frank groaned and bit into her shoulder.
He was fucking fast, impossibly fast, Leslie withdrew her finger from his asshole and clamped her knuckle into her mouth to keep from screaming with the thrill of it. It was as if neither of them were in control anymore. His powerful body was skewering into her with a force and a rhythm that no person could control. It was the wildness of nature itself.
There was no control anywhere. There was nothing but movement, and power, and hot, sliding flesh, and that hard cock that kept plumbing her womb, making her dizzy and hot.
And then, when the excitement and the hysteria could build no more, when there was no more capacity for anguished need, she felt him shudder and spasm between her legs, and his gooey cum squirted out of his prick in big, sticky bolts and shot into her.
"OH, YES! YES, YES, YESSSSSS!" she shrieked. "FILL ME, FRANK DARLING! FILL MY BELLY WITH YOUR WONDERFUL HOT CUUUMMMMMM!"
And then he was gone. There was a big empty void where his meat had been.
She sat up. "Wha . . . ?"
Frank's cock was still rigid as a telephone pole as he maneuvered her around until she was kneeling on her hands and knees. "Here, baby, this way," he growled, and stuck a finger up her asshole.
Leslie cried out at the sudden intrusion into her tight rear channel.
"Please, Frank . .
"You're gonna be fucked, honey, like you've never been fucked before!"
He felt her shudder as he applied a second finger inside her asshole. She tried to yank his hand away and pull his fingers from her asshole, but he was too strong. Soon his fingers were pounding in and out of her asshole, while his free hand caressed her tits, the fingers dancing over her nipples.
"Stop," she panted. "Oh, please, stop teasing me!"
"Soon," he laughed. And when she cursed him, he laughed again. "You know you love my prick. Admit it!"
"Yes, but in my cunt! Fuck me, dammit! Or at least use your tongue, please, instead of your fingers!"
"That's more like it," he hissed, bending his head and letting his tongue delicately caress her ass. He searched the crease between her asscheeks with the tip of his hot tongue while his hand tickled at the backs of her soft thighs. Then he found the entrance of her asshole with his tongue and dug in slowly.
Leslie grunted as she felt the invasion of his rubbery tongue. "Yes, yes, like that! Get that sweet tongue all the way in!"
He used his hands to pull her asscheeks apart as his hot tongue slid in until it could go no farther. She was going crazy with the darting of his velvety, insistent tongue. She gasped and groaned and fucked her asshole hard into his face. His actions were driving her insane with desire. While he tongue-fucked her asshole, she rubbed her pussy against the bed.
"Ohhhh, so good," she moaned. "So fucking good. Keep it up, darling, keep it up! I can come this way, I know I can!"
She kept rubbing her pussy hard against the bed. The friction caused sparks to shoot into her brain and she groaned heavily.
"Now, now," she gasped. "Yes! Oh, YES!"
She knew she was about ready to explode. She felt Frank's tongue pistoning harder and faster in and out of her hot ass channel. Then, uttering a shrill cry, her body stiffened and she tingled all over as she came.
"Turn over!" he commanded.
She turned, with her knees up, her thighs spread, and showing her gaping pussy. Frank saw the enlarged lips and the erect, throbbing clitoris. He mounted her, and she grasped the barrel of his cock, bringing the head to her open cunt. Rubbing the fiery head against tier inner lips, she moaned ecstatically from the sensations she was getting.
"Oh, God, that feels fantastic," she hissed. "When I'm hot like this my whole pussy is sensitive! I can come just by rubbing the head of your prick against my clit and my pussy lips ... oh! OHHHHHH!"
His cock was banging against her asshole this time instead of her cunt.
"OHHHH, JESUUUUUUUUS!" she screamed as the burning, plunging length of his cunt-lubricated prick ripped deep into her asshole.
"Jeez, you are tight," he moaned. "Okay?"
"It's okay, honey, I love it! Keep fucking!"
It hurt, but she gritted her teeth and tried to relax her ass to take the full brunt of his massive cock. There was a sharp burning sensation at the entrance to her asshole and a fierce pressure along the length of her rectum. He couldn't move his cock an inch in the rear without sending electrical impulses racing the entire length of her body.
"Oh, oh, oh!" she groaned breathlessly as each stab of his hips sent his massive cock sliding up her asshole with railway express speed. It was better than her cunt, a million times better!
She couldn't resist the savage assfucking for long. Every movement of his hips had an equal reaction in her crotch and she was completely at the mercy of her feelings and emotions.
"MORE!" she begged. "More, more, MORE, MORE!" She humped at him furiously, twisting his rampaging prick in her hot ass.
She was getting there. Her climax was building in her toes and she was gettting set to rocket through a wild come. All it would take, she knew, was a hot stroke or two more and she'd be there. And she was amazed. She couldn't believe that she was going to come because of a cock sliding in and out of her asshole. But she was. She was.
She gasped a deep breath of air, feeling it fill her lungs and spread the oxygen through her body like alcohol, making her giddy, making every nerve ending hypersensitive. She was getting ready for the crucial strokes when it happened.
And then her cunt exploded into climax right through her asshole. Frank sensed it and his fingers cruelly squeezed her tits and diamond-hard nipples, sending a fantastic surge of sexual excitement rolling through her whole body as she felt his endless cum pouring into her asshole, spraying hotly inside her bowels, like an explosive surf against the rocks.
They climaxed wildly together, their sweating bodies lurching and spasming against each other, until both were completely spent and they fell in a tangled heap back onto the mattress.
"Jesus, that was wild," Frank gasped, pulling his prick from her ass with a popping sound. "Was it okay for you?"
"It was fantastic, darling," Leslie replied, rolling over and pulling him down beside her. "We'll rest for a bit and then I'll suck you up again. Oh, just think, sweetheart, I've got you for a whole week before your next trip!"
"Uh, honey, I'm afraid I've got an extra trip this month ... I'll have to leave in three days."
"Ohhh, nooo!"
"Sorry."
"Oh, Frank, I'll miss you so," she purred, moving her face down to his cock.
As she sucked, Leslie made a mental note to call Sydney and have her appointment moved up two days.
