David lay on the bed, nude, propped against a stack of pillows, with his hands clasped behind his head. He watched with penetrating inquisitiveness as his wife went through her nightly ritual of preparing for bed.
His eyes swiveled from side to side as Maggie moved back and forth across the room. When she turned to face him, his eyes automatically dropped to the burnished copper bush between her lovely thighs. The exquisite curls spread over the bottom of her flat belly and snaked in a wiggly line toward her navel.
Maggie caught the direction of his stare on one of her turns toward him and grinned. "You like my bush, don't you?" She spread her legs and fluffed up her thick bush.
"Did you know that red pussy hair is the most delicate of all?" David said. "Finer even than blonde, which is finer than brown, which is finer than black."
"I've never made a survey of pussy hair," she said with a big grin. "Mine is way too long. Just look how it wanders all over my thighs and belly. I can't even wear a bikini without half of the stuff showing!"
She tried to sound exasperated, but David knew she wasn't. They settled the issue the night he gave her a diamond and proposed to her. Maggie had her bush trimmed and shaved to a narrow strip along her slit, a bikini cut she called it, and he insisted she let it grow and bush out naturally. She never told him, but the way men eyed her when they went to the local reservoir to swim secretly pleased her.
"You're a mighty fine-looking woman, baby," he said sincerely.
"My legs aren't bad, but the rest of my body isn't all that nice."
"like hell it isn't. What don't you like about it?"
"Well, for one thing, my tits are too big." She hefted the mounds and let them drop. They took a couple of seconds to stop jiggling. "An endowment from my dear mother. And the pun is deliberate. The damn things must weigh at least ten pounds. If they were smaller, they would match my ass. I have to order bathing suits from catalogs that sell each piece separately. I go to a store, and when I find a bra that fits, the bottom is too small. If the bottom fits, the bra is too small."
"Things are tough all over," David said with phony commiseration. "I like your tits just the way they are. How big are your hips?"
"Thirty-seven inches, which is just about right for my height and weight. My tits are five inches larger, and I wear a D cup. I feel all out of proportion. If my tits were smaller, my body would be in perfect symmetry."
"How about if your hips were five inches larger?"
Maggie shook her head decisively. "No. Then my ass would be too big."
"Guess you're stuck with what you have, baby," he said. He could see the long, thick lips of her charming pussy peeking through her muff. "If it helps, I like you just the way you are."
She opened her legs a little wider to be sure he had a clear view and tipped her pudgy pudendum up. She looked down at her crotch as she pulled out little tufts of hair, then ran her finger lightly through her slit. She looked up, ran the tip of her tongue over her lush red lips and grinned.
"Aren't you ashamed of yourself for turning a prim and proper woman into a wanton hussy?" she teased as she continued to slide her finger up and down her slit.
His eyes narrowed and focused sharply as his foxy wife played with her pussy. "I don't remember working very hard at it," he said.
She stared directly into his eyes as she slipped a second finger into her slit. "Guess it didn't take much," she agreed. "You wanted an insatiable woman, and now you have one. Don't you think it's just terrible that you make me let my bush grow so long it shows even when I wear shorts?"
Her finger continued to glide up and down her rapidly moistening gash as she stared at him.
"Oh, it's simply awful," he said with a soft chuckle. His cock began to stir and fill with blood.
"Flippant bastard," she muttered. "Just look at what I'm doing! It's so depraved. I don't know why I let you do this to me. I just hope no one ever finds out what a bad girl I've become since I married you. What would Sheila say if she knew how depraved I am?" Her fingers glided between her lower lips and slipped into her juicy hole.
The squishy sound of her fingers working in her wet and ready orifice made his prick twitch. "Why would your sister ever find out?" he asked.
"Who knows how people find out things?" she panted.
Her eyes began to glaze with carnal infatuation as her fingers moved faster and faster. A bright pink flush infused her face and he knew she would soon complete her short sexual journey. He never tired of watching his sensuous wife pleasure herself. The first time he asked her to jack off for him, she demurred, pleading shyness. Five minutes later, much to his surprise, she spread her legs and gave him what he wanted. Now, he watched her intently. Even though he knew the ultimate outcome, her bawdy behavior thrilled him.
"Has my hole gotten too big for you, darling? Your cock fills me so very full, but I want to be sure you like the way my cunt feels when you fuck me. I exercise that muscle with the weird name I can't pronounce to keep it tight."
"Your cunt is perfect, baby," he assured her. "What do you use to exercise it?"
"The vibrator you gave me. I use it every day."
"Do you get off every time you use it?"
"Oh, yes! Your cock and tongue get me off better, but I enjoy cumming on the vibrator, too."
"Will you let me watch you use your vibrator?"
"Anytime you wish, darling. You're the expert on pussies. How does my clit compare to other women you've fucked? Larger? Smaller? Easier to find? I've never seen another one, so I don't know how mine compares."
"Bigger than average, I'd say. And a lot more sensitive than average. like a hair trigger. Some women take a lot of work to get off, but you cum almost as soon as I start licking you."
"Mmmmmm, good," she said. "Your cock is getting hard. You like to watch a girl play with her pussy, don't you? You're a voyeur, a dirty old man. Do you like it when I go faster, like this?" Her hand moved faster, became a blur. "Why don't you stroke your cock? Get it really hard. I always want to fuck you so badly after I jack off."
"What do you do during the day when you jack off and I'm not here to fuck you?" He knew, but hearing her say it excited him. More often than not, they ate overcooked food for dinner, or ordered something in, because she had to fuck the minute he got home from work. "Do I have some helpful neighbors I don't know about? I know two or three of them who would fuck you in a minute."
"You know I wouldn't fuck another man unless you said I could, and even then you'd have to be there," she giggled. "I damn near wear out my vibrator, then jump your bones the minute you get home."
He had never heard her say anything about fucking another man. Was she sending him a message? He would pursue the matter in more depth later. He gripped his hardening shaft and began to stroke it as he watched her through passion-slitted eyes. "You know it turns me on when you talk dirty, don't you?"
She smiled amorously, continued to pump her pussy with two fingers and began to stroke her clit with the middle finger of her other hand. "Don't make it squirt, baby," she said. "Just get it nice and hard. My fingers feel so good, but your big cock feels so much better. Before I met you, I very seldom got horny. Now, I don't know what I would do without a cock to ride."
Maggie pulled her fingers out of her pussy, then shoved them back in again, hard. She knew how his cock would feel when he rammed it up her cunt, and the lustful thought made her even more excited. Two fingers probed between her labia, moved rapidly in and out of her tight hole, and one finger agitated her clit. She could stop and climb on his cock for a wild ride, but she wanted him to watch her get herself off. She wanted it for herself, too. Jacking off made her feel so damned raunchy! She gasped and her eyes widened.
"David, David, I'm going to cum for you now, baby! It's here, David! My cum is here! I'm cumming for you, David. I'm cumming!"
David watched as she pleasured her tender cunt. Her body began to shake. She threw her head back and her eyes rolled up. She cried out, then the impact of her climax turned her legs to water and she dropped to her knees. Her hand slowed and her fingers fell from her wet pussy. The intensity of getting herself off while David watched always surprised her. She never came so hard when she jacked off in private.
He continued to stroke his cock as she knee-walked to the edge of the bed, leaned over and wrapped her lush lips around the head of his cock. She reached between his legs and began to play with his balls as his prick slid into the warmth of her mouth. She sighed happily and began to suck avidly. He gasped as a sweeping wave of overwhelming rapture shot through him.
His legs trembled convulsively. He put his hands on her head and rammed his cock straight down her gullet. She swallowed hard and buried her face in his crotch. Her tongue wagged back forth as it slid down the length of his thick shaft with an electrifying effect. She pushed his hand away, grasped the base of his cock, and pulled at his rod with her mouth, as if trying to swallow him balls and all.
"God, baby, your mouth feels so good!" he groaned. "So damned good!"
Her wet sucking sounds and moans filled his ears. She delighted him for a few minutes with her dynamic mouth, then crawled onto the bed. "I'll suck you off later, baby. I've got to fuck you now." She climbed onto his lap and hovered over the tip of his prick. "Shove that big thing up my cunt, baby!" She sat down hard and took his cock to the hilt. The cheeks of her ass hit his thighs with a soft thump. She arched her back and stuck her tits in his face. "You like my big tits so much, baby. Suck them. Chew on my nipples."
She began to wiggle and twist and rock and hump. "God, love your big cock, baby." Her ass began to move faster. "I'm going to cum, baby," she panted. "Oh, God, I love to fuck!"
David thought his cock had been caught up in the vortex of a tornado. She clamped her cunt on his rod tightly and started cumming. He held onto her shapely ass and gently sucked her tits until her orgasm ran its course and began to ebb.
"Round two coming up," David said, and he rolled Maggie onto her back without letting his cock slip out of her pussy.
"Mmmmmmm, cumming is such a gratifying word," she sighed.
Maggie chortled deep in her throat as her husband pinned her to the bed and banged the head of his prick into the bottom of her channel, penetrating her with one intrepid, aggressive lunge. She threw her hips around wildly, nearly pulling her cunt off his cock. He pulled back and went in again, hard and fast, and the head of his cock hit the mouth of her womb, sending lances of sharp stings shooting through her loins.
David loved the remarkable tightness of her taut, constricted sex channel. Her dynamic muscles gripping his cock acted like a whip on his senses, driving him half wild. He jabbed at her again, this time scrubbing his hairy groin against the tender lips of her twat.
"Ohhh!" Maggie cried. "Oooooohhhhhh! Ohhh, yes, baby, fuck me hard! Make me beg for mercy!"
"You want it hard, that's how you'll get it," David hissed.
"Oh, yes, darling!" Maggie wailed, her eyes full of adoration and lust. "My cunt is yours, baby! Do whatever you want with it!"
His cock fit her pussy the way a finger fits into a rubber glove. She gripped his throbbing staff with her sleek, dripping membranes and squeezed hard.
"God, your cunt is fantastic!" he grunted.
She caressed his cheeks with both hands. "Yes, darling, yes," she whispered. "Your beautiful cock feels so good. So fucking good. Fuck my brains out, darling! Make me yell with pleasure! I love to fuck you, darling! God, how I love it!"
"I think you just like to fuck." He thrust deep into her, then began to fuck her with rough, mechanical precision, pounding her pussy with all of his strength.
"Yes, darling, I do!" she agreed breathlessly. "I love to fuck!"
His ass rose and fell urgently, pumping his prick in and out, in and out, plumbing the depths of her cunt with each downward stroke, banging his fat cockhead into her womb. Each glorious thrust turned her sex thermostat up higher, increasing her fucking fever and excitement.
"Wonderful," she whispered. "Absolutely wonderful. You're a terrific fucker, darling."
His groin banged into hers, driving her ass into the bed. His cock felt monstrously oversized, like a balloon filled with too much water and stretched to the bursting point.
He propped himself on one hand and rubbed his other hand roughly over her tits. He pinched her fat nipples and she moaned deep in her throat. His hard driving cock hammered into her grasping channel relentlessly.
She twisted her ass and fucked back at him, reveling in his overpowering treatment. She could feel his cock pulsating deep inside her. The slippery membranes of her tight cunt gripped his thrusting tool like hot, wet velvet, hanging on as though she never wanted to let him go.
"Oh, God, you're fucking me so beautifully," she gasped. "I adore you, darling. You make me feel like a total woman."
"You are a total woman, baby," he grunted. "A magnificent, stunning woman with a cunt to die for."
The first woman he fucked, an older woman with a spirit like Maggie's, taught him to be an accomplished lover. She always admonished him to see that his partner got off at least twice before he came.
He didn't have to worry about his wife. Since she learned to let herself go and enjoy sex, she came at the drop of a hat. And she would drop the hat! He looked at the exquisite agony on her beautiful face and knew her sex gun was going to pop at any moment.
Maggie clung tenaciously to her husband and threw her cunt at him with gusto. Sweat plastered her hair to her radiant face. The bed creaked and groaned under the force and fury of their wild, uninhibited fucking. They had bounced up so far Maggie's head began to bang against the headboard. David grabbed her hips and pulled her back down without missing a stroke.
David felt the telltale tension deep in his belly and knew his orgasm was imminent. He grit his teeth, willed the growing knot to uncoil, and slowed his pace without shortening his stroke.
Maggie threw her legs over his shoulders and lifted her cunt so he could drive straight in. She reached into her crotch and began to frig her fiery clit as he plowed her fertile furrow furiously.
"God, baby, I've never seen you so hot," he panted. "You are really wild tonight."
"You're making me wild with your big beautiful cock, you marvelous fucker."
David reached under her, grasped the solid cheeks of her superb ass and held her firmly. The silky flesh felt wonderful in his hands.
She began to whip her hips up and down and corkscrew her ass, nearly shattering his control. In an effort to slow her down, he poked a finger into the cleft of her ass. She cried out louder when the tip of his finger penetrated her tight-ringed anus.
That's what David wanted to hear. His crisis passed and he continued to pump his prick in and out of her tight, rigorously clenching cunt as he fingered her asshole. Her ass gripped his finger the way her snatch gripped his cock. Her legs began to vibrate on top of his shoulders and she wailed, a high-pitched, whining sound as he forced his finger deeper into her bottom.
David forced his finger all the way up her ass and wiggled it around. Maggie gasped and wiggled and started screaming. He twisted his upper body, got his mouth on one of her heaving tits, and began to suck harshly at her erect nipple.
Maggie screamed louder and went over the edge. She grabbed his upper arms and went wild, fucking back at him, twisting and writhing uncontrollably. Her cunt muscles clamped down on his thrusting spear with hot, fierce determination. Her body shook and vibrated as if a critical circuit in her brain had blown and she might fly apart at the seams. Lightning bolts of unsurpassed euphoria thundered through her.
Then, like a puppet whose strings had been cut, she collapsed under him. He lifted her legs into the air and rolled her over onto her belly. She struggled to her hands and hands and presented her ass to him.
"Round three!" she laughed.
"What is this? Are you trying to fuck me to death?"
"Oh, no," she said quickly. "You're too precious to lose. I just want to get you off."
"And cum some more in the process, huh?"
"Of course, darling. Isn't that what fucking is all about?" She wiggled her ass impatiently. "Can you talk and fuck at the same time?"
"You know I can."
"Then stick your cock back in me. I'm ready to cum again."
He swatted her ass playfully. "You're always ready to cum," he laughed. "You are insatiable, aren't you?"
"I'm sure as hell trying to be, baby!"
David gripped her hips and put the head of his cock against her hair-lined slit. His dick knew the way to the promised land without any guidance. He hunched at her and pronged her tight, slick tunnel. Her breath escaped in a loud hiss as his formidable shaft bored into her. She knelt in front of him, her eyes half-closed, her mouth parted slightly, and the tip of her tongue showing between her teeth as her passion mounted.
"Hold still, baby, and let me fuck you," she said softly.
He caressed her flanks as she began to rock back and forth, fucking herself on his cock. She started out slow and gradually increased the speed of her rocking as her passion continued to strengthen.
"Your cock feels so good, darling," she panted softly. "You're a great lover. I'm just about ready to cum again." She began to moan deep in her throat and rocked faster. "Now, darling, now!" she bawled.
At the peak of her climax, he slipped his hands under her, cupped her dangling tits and began to knead the heavy mounds. Her orgasm began to wane and he took over, hunching against her ass, thrusting his cock all the way into her with short, robust strokes. He pinched her nipples sharply, then slid his hands down, across her smooth belly and between her satiny thighs.
She spread her legs further apart, dropped her chest to the bed to lift her cunt higher, and wiggled under him. "I feel your cock throbbing so hard inside me," she said. "You like to fuck my cunt, don't you?"
"I love it, you horny little bitch," he grunted. "You're a fantastic piece of ass."
His hands went into the patch of red hair between her legs and his finger slithered into the slippery crack of her cunt. Her clit vibrated as he touched it, every muscle in her body tensed, and she moaned softly.
The tip of his finger moved back and forth over her large, erect clit as his cock slid in and out of her hot love tunnel. A strangled cry of ecstasy burst from her mouth as her body went into the shuddering spasms of orgasm. He quickened the pace of his finger over her clit and the tempo of his cock fucking into her belly as her writhing movements became convulsive. She wiggled and twisted on his cock, moaning constantly as she came.
She slumped loosely in his grasp, her energy gone, but he continued to fuck her furiously.
"Not yet, baby," he grated harshly. "Hang in there. I'm ready to make it."
"Have you ever thought about fucking me in the ass, darling?" she said softly.
"Goddam!" he bellowed with triumph as his own orgasm started. He slammed into her receptive cunt and came in deep, throbbing spurts.
"Oh, baby, your cock feels so fucking good!" she moaned. "I feel your cum squirting into me, baby! Oh, God, baby, fuck me! Fuck me good! I'm cumming, too, baby! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!"
Her impassioned appeal excited him, but he hardly needed her urging now. He continued to drive his dick into her with hard thrusts, forcing his cockhead to the bottom of her cunt, shooting his cum deep into her belly. The sticky juice flooded her channel, backwashed around his shaft and dripped onto the bed.
He fell away from her and sprawled on his back. She whirled around and took his softening cock into her mouth. She swallowed the whole damn thing and avidly sucked it clean. Then she lay down, with her head nestled between his legs, and licked his balls lovingly.
She slipped out of bed, stopped in the bathroom to wash away the fruits of their ecstasy, then went to the kitchen and made two cups of hot chocolate laced with brandy and gobs of whipped cream on top.
"How about a quicker-picker-upper," she said, handing him a cup of chocolate. "You gave me so much cream, I thought you might like a little for yourself."
He sat up with his back against the headboard and took the cup. "You couldn't get the cream from your pussy this frothy," he said with a grin. "Lady, you were really stirred up tonight. Tell me what did it so I can do it again. I loved it!"
"I thought you might," Maggie chuckled. She sat down facing him and crossed her legs loosely so he could see her pussy. "I told you, I'm trying to learn to be the kind of lover you want. I even bought some books, some real racy books, with graphic photos and detailed descriptions of how to fuck. I also talked to Sheila and got some ideas from her."
"God, baby. I know she's your sister, but did you really have to talk to her about such personal matters? She'll get the idea I'm some kind of freak or pervert."
"Not Sheila, darling. From what she says, the kinkier it gets, the better she-likes it. Do you know why she has never married?"
"Because she's such a ball-breaker?"
Maggie chuckled. "She is aggressive, isn't she? No, she thinks no one man can keep her satisfied, and a husband wouldn't understand an insatiable woman's hunger for variety. You might keep that in mind. Anyway, how can you get angry? Sheila gave me some very helpful pointers." She set her cup down and got on her knees and began to fondle his cock. "If you liked everything I did tonight, you can thank her. None of the books made it really clear, so I asked her. She offered to demonstrate on one of her boyfriends, but I was too chicken, so she just told me what to do. If you-didn't like it, you tell me what you do like and I'll learn to do it your way."
"Well, I sure as hell can't complain about the way you fucked tonight. I just don't feel comfortable about you talking to an outsider about our sex life."
"Sheila isn't an outsider, darling. She's my older sister. And my best girlfriend." She slowly worked his foreskin up and down, baring and covering the head of his cock. "Does that feel good?"
David watched her for a few moments before replying. "Yeah, damn good. But it isn't going to do you any good. Maybe we ought to wait a while so I can recuperate."
"You don't need time to recuperate. Just fantasize about something you'd really like to do and your cock will get hard again before you know it."
She peeled the foreskin all the way back and took the head of his cock in her mouth. She sucked gently as she continued to pump his prick with her hand wrapped loosely around the shaft.
"Aaahhh, that feels good, baby," he said, his voice strained, a hoarse whisper. "Why should I fantasize when you're doing such a wonderful job?"
Maggie lifted her head and said softly, "Everyone fantasizes, darling. I'm sure you have some wonderful ones. You've never told me about them, but you have them. What do you think about in those private moments? Having two women at the same time? Isn't that a favorite fantasy men have?" She continued to work her hand up and down his cock shaft, gradually increasing her speed as his cock began to stiffen. "Wouldn't you like to have two pussies to eat and fuck? Two insatiable women lying here side by side, spread out so you could see their hairy cunts and big tits, quivering with anticipation, waiting for whatever you wanted to do with them? Two horny women eager to accommodate you, make you cum more than you ever have in your life?"
Without waiting for an answer, Maggie continued to pump his prick as she bent forward and took the head in her mouth again. David felt her sharp teeth nibbling at the end of his dick as her hot hand flogged his rod. A rush of pleasure shot from the base of his cock to the core of his brain. She whipped the sheath of skin around his bone up and down as her mouth worked expertly on his cockhead, surprising him with an unexpected prowess. Her mouth was a fiery warmth devouring the end of his dork.
The hot ring of her lush lips drove down over his cock. Her tongue slid along the underside, stimulating the bundle of twitching nerves behind the head. She worked her throat rapidly and bottomed his prick again and again as one hand stroked his shaft and her other hand fondled his balls.
"God, baby, where did you learn to suck cock that way?" he groaned as the slow fire in his gut flared and spread out in giant waves.
Maggie didn't bother to answer. She suspected she had hit very close to home twice. When she asked if he had ever thought about fucking her in the ass, he came a bucketful immediately. When she asked if would like two women at once, his cock sprang to life again almost immediately. She planned to give him both. She didn't know exactly when, but one of these days, her darling husband was in for a couple of special treats. And, if she liked it, they would do it again and again.
The desire to cum dominated David's mind, bathed every cell in his body in shimmering red heat. Maggie's hand flew up and down his shaft, milking him as her mouth moved just as rapidly in counterpoint with amazing effect! She moved her hand down as her mouth moved up, and thought his cock was being stretched all the way to tomorrow, then she reversed the action. When her hand and lips met, she sucked deeply. She snuffled and moaned, urging him to cum, to fill her mouth with his delectable essence.
"Ooohhh, baby, you're really getting me good!" he groaned. "Gonna cum now, baby! Swallow my cock, baby!"
"Mmmmmm," she mumbled and began to stroke and suck harder.
David totally lost control of his reflexes. His body began to jerk and twist as Maggie attacked his cock at a furious pace. She swallowed nearly all of his long dong, leaving just enough room for her hand to continue a short pumping action at the base. When his cockhead slid into the recesses of her throat, his prick erupted with an explosive force. She began to suck harder as his prick swelled, heaved, and blasted the back of her throat with a heavy load of bubbling cream.
"Aaahhh, God, baby, what a terrific blow job!" fie groaned. "Absolutely wonderful! My God, you've never sucked me so well. Fantastic, baby, just fantastic."
She swallowed as much as she could, but his load exceeded the capacity of her mouth, and she couldn't swallow fast enough to keep it from oozing from between her lips. She squeezed his shaft firmly and milked the last drop of his sticky fluid into her mouth. His prick trembled as she drug her tongue up his exhausted organ and over the head.
"God, I won't be able to get hard for a week," he moaned. "You really drained me."
She let his cock slide from her mouth and ran her tongue around her lips to get the cum that had escaped from her mouth. "Lots of yummy for the tummy, as Sheila calls it." She smacked her lips and grinned at him. "So, did you like the way I sucked your cock, darling?"
"God, what an understatement! I thought you were going to pull my toes right up through the end of my cock. You've never sucked me that way before. I don't want to make you angry, or spoil a wonderful evening, but tell me the truth. Have you been practicing?"
She gave him a sloppy tongue-kiss, then sat down facing him. "Only on my vibrator, so I could learn to swallow your whole cock. Sheila gave me some good advice." She lifted his cock and looked at it. "It's all shriveled up," she lamented.
"And it's apt to stay that way. You hit me with a couple of extraordinary questions earlier. They came right off the wall."
Maggie lifted one eyebrow. "Oh? What questions?"
"Don't play the innocent girl with me. You know what questions. Do you really want me to fuck you in the ass? And what was that business about having two women at once?"
"Both of them worked, didn't they?" she said with a big grin. "When I asked if you had ever thought about fucking me in the ass, you came immediately. About a gallon, I think. You really filled my cunt full anyway."
"And what about the two women?"
She slid on top of him, squirmed around and snuggled her face into the crook of his neck. "Haven't you ever fantasized about getting it on with two women?" she asked softly as she nibbled on his ear lobe.
He would have preferred having her where he could see her face, so he could tell if she was trying to trap him. He didn't answer right away, and when his pause became too long, she nudged him with her elbow.
"Well, answer me."
He couldn't think of a way to avoid the question. "I guess a lot of men fantasize about having a couple of women at the same time."
"I don't care about a lot of men. I want to know about you. Is that one of your favorite fantasies?"
A hard knot of fear formed in his stomach. He swallowed heard and said faintly, "Yes."
"Interesting," she said, noncommittally. "Any particular woman? Besides me, of course."
Her response totally perplexed the poor man. He expected her volcanic temper to erupt. He sometimes teased her about her temper, but he knew that a woman who had no temper had no passion, and a woman without passion was a dud in bed.
"No, I've just thought about it in general terms. I'm not even sure my thoughts have any real substance. It's just crossed my mind now and then."
"Have you thought about it because you're tired of me, or because I don't fuck the way you like? If we brought another woman to bed with us, would you fall in love with her and leave me?"
"I haven't thought about it because I'm tired of you, or because you don't fuck the way I like. It's just one of those things that men sometimes think about. And I'm not going to fall in love with another woman under any circumstances. I love you and want to be with you. You make me very happy."
"But I could make you happier, couldn't I? If I fucked better? I know you don't like the way I jack you off. And I don't suck your cock as often as you like."
"Baby, you couldn't get much better than you were tonight."
"I just might surprise you, my darling husband. I want to become so insatiable you'll have to call in reinforcements to take care of me." She kissed him deeply and lovingly, snuggled down and wrapped her arms around him. "Let's go to sleep now. I'm very tired. You wore me out with your beautiful cock."
She was sound asleep in moments, leaving her baffled husband wide awake and wondering about the true meaning of the conversation.
CHAPTER THREE
The next morning, Maggie brought two cups of steaming hot coffee to the bedroom and climbed back into bed with David.
"Thanks, baby. What's the occasion?" he asked as he sat up and took a sip of coffee.
"Oh, I just thought I'd give you a little treat. It's Saturday, you don't have to go to work, and I'm not one of those flaming feminists who thinks it's demeaning to serve my man coffee in bed."
"Do you consider yourself a feminist in any sense?"
"Oh, sure," she replied quickly. "In the sense that women shouldn't have to give up their identity when they marry, or defer to men to get ahead in the world. A woman who works outside the home shouldn't have to use her pussy to get a good job, or get promoted.-likewise, I don't believe women should have any special privileges. We should make it on our own."
"Then you don't object if I open doors for you, help you with your coat, or hold your chair?"
"Darling, if you ever stop doing those things, I'll give you forty lashes with a wet noodle. Seriously, I like to be treated like a lady. In public, anyway. Behind closed doors is a different matter. I want to be as good as any courtesan who ever lived when we get down and dirty."
"I think you're well on your way," he said. "But isn't being treated like a lady a special privilege?"
Maggie thought for a moment. "Yeah, I guess so. But I don't care. You'd better never stop."
"You left the subject of two women hanging last night. Tell me how you really feel."
"I feel like a nice hot shower. Care to join me?"
"When will you give me an answer?"
Maggie got out of bed and took David's hand. "Sheila is coming over this afternoon. Let's take a shower. I don't want to smell like a whore when she gets here."
Aware he wasn't going to get an answer until his wife was good and ready, David sighed. "I planned to watch a baseball game this afternoon."
"We won't disturb you" she assured him. "We'll bake cookies or gossip, or something, and keep you supplied with beer and popcorn."
"Two beers will be fine."
"We'll see."
Maggie led him into the bathroom. She adjusted the water and pushed him into the shower stall. He picked up the soap and she took it away from him.
"Let me wash you. Gives me a chance to feel you up." Shunning the washcloth, she used just her hands and the bar of soap to wash him. She rushed over his body and lingered when she reached his cock. "I like to play with your cock," she said softly. "It's so beautiful." She fondled it lovingly and it began to stiffen.
"Never thought of a cock being beautiful," he said. "A pussy, now that's a different story." He looked her voluptuous body up and down, leaned forward and kissed her lightly on the lips. "God, baby, you ooze lust and sex appeal. More today than yesterday. Why is that, do you suppose?"
She grinned and shook her head. "I have no idea. Want a quickie before breakfast? We haven't done that in a long time. We always seem to wait until we go to bed, then take a long time to get it done."
One of David's eyebrows shot up. "Well, I never expected you to complain about that. I thought you liked the way we make love."
"Oh, I do," Maggie hastily reassured him. "Still, once in a while, I would like to be less predictable, to fuck unexpectedly. In the living room, the kitchen, on the dining table, in the car, wherever we are when the mood strikes. Kind of like a surprise."
"like now."
"Exactly," she agreed.
"Aren't you worried about smelling like a whore when Sheila gets here?"
"I can take another shower, darling. Come on, let's get out of here and do it right now."
She hurried out of the shower stall and caught him in her arms when he came out. He put his hands on her bare ass and pulled her close. She ground her tits into his chest and squirmed her hairy crotch against his groin. His cock quivered with arousal and grew into a fat, erect rod. She captured it between her thighs and wiggled her slit over it.
She tilted her head and opened her lush lips slightly. He crushed his lips to hers and thrust his tongue inside to duel with hers. They kissed impetuously as he fondled her splendid ass and she teased his cock with her wet gash. He broke the kiss and pushed her shoulders back.
"God, you're a gorgeous, tremendously tantalizing woman," he said huskily as he leered at her breathtaking mounds of tit flesh. He lowered his head and licked her nipples. "Your nipples are so beautiful. So thick and long, as big as the end of my finger when they get hard. I love to suck on them." He kissed and sucked first one and then the other tit tip.
Her nipples swelled and throbbed with longing. She rubbed her cunt on his cock and sighed deeply. "They're connected directly to my clit," she whispered. "When you suck them, my clit tingles." She stepped back and spread her legs. "Feel my cunt. It's already as wet as a swamp."
He stroked the meaty, swollen lips of her pussy. "Hmmm, so it is," he said with a chuckle.
"Reach inside. Give me two fingers."
His fingers glided easily into her slick hole. He wiggled the tips over her substantial G spot. "like a fucking oven," he said.
She moaned and hunched on his fingers. She looked down at his cock. "Just look how big the head of your cock is, darling. And the shaft looks like an iron bar. I can actually see the blood in that big vein on top of it. So big! Just the right size for my cunt." She grabbed his cock and yanked it impatiently. "I want it in me, darling!" she murmured urgently.
"My pleasure," he murmured. "Let's go to the bedroom."
"No," she said. "I want it right here. Standing up." She turned around, bent over, and rested her arms on the vanity shelf. Her luscious, heart-shaped ass pointed directly at him. She spread her legs wide and wiggled her ass seductively. "Come get it, baby. It's hot and ready for you."
So was his cock, stiff and engorged with blood, sticking straight out in front of his groin. He eyed the pink lips of her pussy peeking out between her thighs and smiled. He reached between her legs and caressed her hairy snatch. As she said, she was sopping wet, inside and out. She shivered and moaned when his fingers brushed her clit.
He stepped closer and rubbed the head of his prick through the cleft of her satiny buttocks. She lunged back and the broad head of his cock separated the bloated lips of her twat. He grabbed her hips and levered his hips forward. She moaned louder as his cock penetrated her. He took another step forward and buried his shaft in her feverish tunnel, filling her pussy with hot meat.
"Oh, baby," he gasped. "You're so hot-so tight and juicy."
"Fuck me, darling!" she groaned anxiously. "Give it to me good and hard!"
Slowly, he withdrew from her clinging cunt lips until only the knobby head of his cock was inside her, staring at his shaft as it emerged, wet and shiny with her juice.
She shook her ass impatiently. "Don't tease me, darling!" she implored. "Fuck me. Hard!"
He clung to her curvaceous hips, hammered his prong into her slippery depths and scrubbed his pubic hair against her silky ass cheeks.
"Mmmmmm," she sighed with enchantment. "God, your cock goes so deep, darling!" She twisted her ass in a tight circle. "God, I think the head is about even with my belly button!"
"Does the head rub your G spot?"
"Oh, boy, it sure does!" she gasped. "This is the best position for you to get my G spot, you know."
"Yeah, I know. I like to fuck you from the rear."
He reached under her and fondled her full, hanging breasts as he began to fuck her. His lunged into her fiercely, repeatedly, rocking her back and forth under the fast pace of his hard driving strokes.
Rapture radiated from her lovely face. She couldn't remember him ever fucking her standing up. Getting it this way really turned her on. Every time he thrust into her, she got hotter and wetter, so wet her juice dripped down the inside of her thighs.
He jabbed her cunt swiftly-whap, whap, whop-with the regularity of a metronome ticking off a fast beat. Sexual heat flushed his face. His chest heaved with the exertion. A churning knot of tension in his belly warned him he was about to shoot his load into her magnificent snatch.
Maggie sensed the urgency of his fucking and knew he was close. "Don't cum yet, darling!" she pleaded. "I want to cum with you. You're fucking me so good, baby, but hang on and get me off when you cum."
He knew just how to bring her up faster. Releasing her tits and sliding his hands down to her crotch, he thrust two fingers between her cunt lips and began to stimulate her distended love button.
"God, that feels so fucking good!" she wailed. "You're getting my G spot, my clit, and filling my cunt so full of wonderful cock, all at the same time!"
David began to thrust faster and agitate her clit furiously. Maggie stared into the mirror behind the vanity, her eyes glazed with lust. Her dangling tits were doing a wild dance under her chest, jiggling and bouncing in time with his frenzied thrusts.
"Look in the mirror, darling!" she panted. "Watch my tits bounce." A look of pure rapture blanketed her face. "Aren't they sexy?" She gripped the edge of the vanity shelf so hard her knuckles turned white and she emitted a high, keen wail of euphoria. "Now, baby, now!" she urged breathlessly.
His swollen balls felt like a couple of grapefruits between his legs and tension twisted his gut in knots. With one mighty heave, he slammed into her cunt as far as he could go and held his groin tight against her ass. His cock felt like it had burst apart as it began to pour hot sperm deep into her, coating her sleek membranes.
Maggie grunted from the force of his final thrust and came with him. She punctuated her pleasure with hoarse screams of passion and twisted her ass vigorously. As her orgasm began to wane, she squeezed his cock with her strong cunt muscles and shoved her ass back at him, hungry for every little drop of love juice he could pump into her.
They wiggled and squirmed and quivered until his cock began to soften and her orgasm subsided. They gasped and panted so loud they sounded like a leaky steam radiator.
"Oh, darling, you really gave it to me good!" Maggie murmured. She pushed herself erect and reached back to put her arms around his neck. His cock glided out of her pussy and hung limp and red, well oiled with semen and pussy juice.
She turned around, went to her knees, and lovingly licked the fruits of their passion from his cock. Then she stood and kissed him passionately. "Thank you for a terrific spontaneous fuck, darling. I loved it." She ran her tongue in his ear, then rested her head on his broad shoulder.
"So did I," he said. "I love you."
"By the way, darling, I also have fantasies. Maybe I'll tell you about them some day."
"Damn woman, you're a terrible tease! Why don't you tell me now? At least one?"
"I'd rather surprise you, darling."
CHAPTER FOUR
Moments after David settled down to watch the baseball game, Sheila strutted into the living room with a glass of beer for him. She leaned way over with her luscious ass pointed at him to set the glass on the coffee table. Her short-short shorts looked like another skin stretched tightly across her shapely buttocks, and he could swear she gave her ass a seductive little wiggle.
"Who's playing?" she asked.
"Rockies and Dodgers," he replied, staring at her ass.
She straightened up and turned around to face him. "The Rockies aren't very good yet, but they put on a good show."
"Do you follow baseball?"
"Only enough so I won't be left in the dark when a man talks about it. I prefer football. More action. Baseball is boring when two good pitchers get locked up."
She sashayed out of the room, and again he could swear she deliberately exaggerated the swing of her ass for his benefit.
You're letting your imagination get the better of you, old boy! She's a flirt, but she has no good reason to tease me. On the other hand, when did she need any reason at all, let alone a good one?
"Any reaction?" Maggie asked when her sister returned to the kitchen.
"Not much," Sheila answered. "He looked, but he didn't say anything."
"He probably won't unless you get openly blatant. He isn't sure how I would react."
"I don't think he's an ass man," Sheila said. "Is he a tit man or a leg man?"
"All of the above," Maggie giggled. "He-likes everything about a woman from the soles of her feet to the top of her head. You aren't wearing a bra, are you?"
"Nope. Seldom do. They feel too much like a harness."
Maggie eyed her sister's low-cut blouse. "Well, your tits are bigger than mine. Maybe you can get a rise out of him if you flash them at him." She handed Sheila a bowl of popcorn.
"Do you care if I give him more than just a peek?"
"Of course not," Maggie said. "I want to see how he reacts when another rambunctious woman comes on to him. Let your conscience be your guide."
"You accuse me of not having a conscience when it comes to sex."
"Exactly," Maggie replied with a big grin.
"Maggie sent some popcorn to go with your beer," Sheila said. She stood in front of the coffee table and leaned way over to set the bowl down. Her blouse fell away from her chest and she knew he could see all the way down to her navel. She surreptitiously cut her eyes up to be sure he was looking. "Want anything else?" she asked coyly, deliberately giving him the impression he could have whatever might strike his imagine.
David nearly choked on his beer. Damn, she is teasing me! With her sister right there in the kitchen. What the hell is going on? I'd much rather look at her magnificent tits than a boring ball game, but I'd better play it cool. Maggie would be furious if she knew I was leering at her sister's naked tits. He swallowed hard and said, "Thanks." He left the remark open-ended. Draw your own conclusions about why I'm thankful. Two can play your little game.
Sheila made no effort to straightened up. Her nipples were getting hard under his ardent gaze. "Warm today, isn't it?"
"Typical July day. Looks like you're dressed to stay cool."
Oh, I'm anything but cool! I hope Maggie doesn't make me play this silly game much longer. I can hardly wait to get my hands on your cock. Wonder how you'll respond when your conniving little wife springs her surprise.
Sheila straightened up. "Well, enjoy the game. Let me know if you want anything."
"Any reaction this time?" Maggie asked.
"Well, he nearly choked on his beer and took a good long look," Sheila replied. "How much longer do I have to play charades?"
"What inning is it?"
"Third, I think."
"Any score?"
"Yeah, the Dodgers are ahead about ninety to zip," Sheila said. "Boring. I don't know how he can stand to watch it."
"Well, let's see if we can liven things up a little. I'll make my pitch, then you take over."
"The palms of my hands are already itching!"
"You don't have hair growing on them, do you?"
"That applies only to men, honey," Sheila giggled. "Women don't get hairy palms from jacking off, or playing with cocks."
Maggie took her sister's hand and led her into the living room. They sat down on each side of David and watched the game for a couple of minutes.
"Terrible," Maggie said.
"Yeah," David said. "The Rockies are really getting blown out. They can't seem to win on the road. I know the home crowd gives a team some advantage, but dammit, the rules are the same wherever they play and all the fields are similar. I was thinking of checking out the Braves game. They're playing the Pirates."
"Wait a few minutes," Maggie said. "I know you aren't happy with the way I jack you off. Would you like for me to learn a better technique?"
David looked at his wife with one eyebrow raised. Maggie smiled innocently. He quickly looked at his sister-in-law. Sheila grinned impishly. He looked back at Maggie, puzzlement registering on his face.
"What are you up to?" he asked.
"Nothing sinister," Maggie replied casually. "Sheila tried to explain how she does it, but I couldn't picture it satisfactorily in my mind. I need a physical demonstration to understand, so she offered to show me. We need a live model, of course."
"Of course," he said dryly.
"I get lots of compliments," Sheila said. "In fact, several men said I have a natural talent. I give a lot more pleasure with my mouth, but Maggie only wants me to show her how to do a good hand job. . .this time."
"Darling, you don't mind letting her use your cock to demonstrate, do you?" Maggie asked.
"Baby, I might be crazy, but I'm not stupid," he said. "How far are you two going to take this?" he asked, his voice full of expectation.
Maggie chuckled. "Don't let your imagination run away with you, darling," she said. "She's just going to show me how to jack you off better. You'd better take off your clothes. You don't want to cum on them, and she needs them out of the way."
"And I think I'll take my shorts off, too," Sheila said. "They're pretty tight. They ride up in my crack and pinch when I kneel down."
"My sister doesn't wear panties or a bra, darling," Maggie said. "She just wants to take off her clothes so you can look at her pussy and big tits."
"Okay," he said eagerly. He opened his pants, slid them down his legs and peeled his shirt over his head.
"Yes, I thought you would like that," Maggie said. "Well, if she's going to get naked, so am I."
"Good. I'll get a lot more turned if I can at least look at you naked."
Sheila looked at his cock and giggled. "I think you're already turned on."
Sheila stood and peeled her blouse over her head, then skinned out of her shorts. Her tits jiggled and swayed as she moved. Maggie removed her blouse and skirt sitting down, watching for her husband's reaction when he saw Sheila naked. He didn't disappoint her. His cock began to thicken more as he stared at Sheila's hairy mound and magnificent tits
"You can't touch her," Maggie warned. She turned to face David with one leg curled under the other and her crotch wide-open. She reached down and fluffed up her bush. "She's off limits, but you can you play with my tits and pussy if it will help."
"He needs help about as much as a dolphin needs help learning to swim," Sheila giggled. She caressed his cock lovingly. "Nice cock." She reached between his legs with her other hand and fondled his balls. "And great big balls. You must really fill Maggie's mouth and pussy when you cum."
"He does," Maggie agreed. "Be careful when he squirts. He erupts like Old Faithful."
"I like a man who cums gallons," Sheila said. "Now, you must keep his cock real wet, honey. Especially the head. Spit works as well as anything and the man-likes the added feel of your mouth on his cock. Do you want to slobber all over it, or may I do it?"
"I'll do it," Maggie said. "You just want to get it in your mouth, then you won't let it go until it squirts. I want to watch you jack him off, not suck him dry."
Two women fighting over his cock made David feel a little weird. He quickly decided, however, he liked the situation.
"One of you do something," he said. "Let's get this show on the road."
"Well, listen to Mr. Eager Beaver," Maggie teased. She leaned over to take the head of his cock in her mouth.
He reached under her and cupped one big tit mound. "I'll hold you so you don't tip over and stab yourself in the mouth," he said.
"She is kind of top heavy, isn't she?" Sheila f quipped.
"You should talk," David replied. "I didn't think it was possible, but your tits are bigger than hers."
"You should see Mother's," Sheila said. "They're huge! They sag a little, but she is forty-two, so what can you expect?"
Maggie coated the head of her husband's cock with saliva and sat up. "There, that should do for a couple of minutes."
"You can drool on it now and then," Sheila said. She put one hand over his cockhead, extended her fingers downward, and caught the sensitive knob with the tips of her fingers. "If the man isn't clipped, be sure to peel the foreskin back before you do this. The head is the most sensitive part of a cock, and your fingers need to be right on it so you stimulate the nerves."
"David's cock is the only one I'll be playing with."
"We'll see," Sheila said with a faint smile. She wrapped her other hand around the shaft of David's cock, began to twist her fingers and pump her fist up and down.
"Damn," David muttered.
Sheila grinned. "Yeah, feels pretty good, doesn't it? I told you I'm good. I'm going to make you cum so good."
Maggie felt a jolt of lust as she watched her sister play with David's cock. She took his hand and pulled it between her legs. "Do you want to put your finger in my pussy, darling?" she asked.
He slipped his middle finger into her humid slit. "Turns you on, too, doesn't it?"
"I need some more slickum here," Sheila said. She took her fingers away from the head and held the shaft upright as Maggie bent over and drooled on it. "Now, here's another way to do it that really gets to a man."
She put her right hand loosely around the knob and simultaneously began to twist it back and forth and stroke it up and down as her left hand slid rapidly up and down the shaft in the opposite direction.
"Goddam!" David moaned.
Maggie hunched her cunt on her husband's finger and sighed. "That looks like the old trick of patting your head and rubbing your stomach at the same time," she said.
"You can learn to do it with enough practice."
"You can practice on me all you want, sweetheart," David said.
Sheila continued to work on his cock with both hands, staring at his crotch and smiling faintly. She quite obviously enjoyed playing with a cock. David wondered if Maggie would let him fuck her sexy sister. Then he realized it didn't make any difference. He wasn't going to last long enough to fuck anyone.
Sheila felt his cock swell and looked up. "Are you ready to cum?"
"I couldn't stop it if I wanted to!" he gasped. "God, lady, you have a wonderful way with your hands."
"Practice makes perfect," Sheila quipped. She removed her right hand from his knob and reached between his legs to fondle his balls. She extended her left thumb so it rubbed the head, then began to jack him so fast her hand became a white blur. Suddenly, she stuck her right index finger in his asshole and giggled when he nearly vaulted off the couch. "Oh, yeah, you like that, too, don't you? Okay, baby, give me your cum. See if you can hit the ceiling when it blows."
"God, this really excites me," Maggie breathed.
"Yeah, me, too," Sheila said. "I love the way a cock throbs when it spits."
David groaned, then yelled as his prick exploded. Sheila aimed the head at his belly and continued to stroke him as fast as she could, spraying cum all over the front of his body.
"Oh, my, look at the cum fly," Sheila said softly. "He does squirt like a geyser. Damn shame to waste it."
"Keep your mouth away from his cock," Maggie said. "I told you how far you could go."
"Well, in that case." Sheila milked the last drop of cum out of David's cock, then lifted her hand to her mouth and licked it clean. "Yum, yum," she muttered. "Love that rich taste. And it's not even fattening!" She giggled as she reached out and began to rub David's cum into his chest and belly.
Maggie leaned over and kissed David impetuously. She nearly sucked his tongue out of his mouth, then pulled back and gazed at him with lust sparkling in her eyes. "God, darling, you've got to fuck me good!" she moaned.
Sheila got up and began to dress. "Well, time to move along. Saturday night is Sheila's night to howl. Got a date with two well-hung studs who are going to compete to see who can make Sheila yell the loudest. You two have fun. Let me know how everything comes out."
CHAPTER FIVE
"Right out the end of his cock!" Maggie quipped, then turned her attention to her husband. She had only thing in mind. To get David's cock hard so he could soothe the terrible ache between her thighs.
David had the same purpose in mind, of course. Later, he would think about, and relish, the experience of being jacked off by Sheila while his extraordinary wife watched.
Maggie quelled her fierce hunger for a moment and looked at her husband's cock. It lay flat against his belly. Big. Solid. Thick. Surrounded by a tangled mat of brown hair. His heavy balls, lighter by one massive load of cum, dangled between his legs. Her fingers shook a trifle as she touched his fulfilling love muscle.
"Such a splendid cock," she murmured. "Always so satisfying."
She bent down to kiss the sticky tip of his cock. She licked it greedily until the knob glistened, then slowly licked the full length of his shaft. She lifted her head and made eye contact with him.
"Did it surprise you that I let my sister jack you off, darling?" she asked flirtatiously, her voice tremulous with emotion.
"You could have knocked me over with a feather," he replied.
"Did you like the way she handled your cock?"
"God, yes! She has magic in her hands."
"Good. I'll jack you off that way in the future." She grinned impishly. "She says she's even better with her mouth.
Before he could respond, she nuzzled her mouth into the hot space between his thighs and his balls. He jumped when she began to lick his balls. She sucked each heavy sphere tenderly, then turned her head slightly and touched the tip of her tongue to the inside of his right thigh.
Her tongue danced and fluttered playfully toward his knee. He tensed and she felt the pleasure of satisfying him, realized that pleasing her husband gave her immense joy. Lately, every time they fucked was a new passage into paradise.
He squirmed and moaned. "Fantastic, darling," he murmured. "Your tongue becomes more talented by the minute."
She murmured happily as she licked slowly, lovingly, back up to his crotch, then gave the inside of his left thighs a delightful tongue bath. By the time she reached his balls again, his glorious cock stood fully erect, more robust than before Sheila's magic hands drained it. The swollen head looked like a big red bulb, pulsing and throbbing with the need to be sucked.
She ran her tongue up his cock from the base to the very tip, parted her lips and sucked it into her mouth. Down and down she went, surprising him with a newfound ability to swallow the whole thing. He shivered with expectation as she began her descent, sighed when she completed her fantastic journey and held all of his tool in her extraordinary warm, wet mouth.
The muscles in his thighs tightened. She understood the tension, the hot throbbing of his shaft. She lifted her head and smiled at him.
"I might not suck cock as well as my sister, but I'm getting better," she murmured, her voice husky with lust.
"I don't know how well she sucks cock, but you're damned good," he said. "You almost got me that time."
"You can cum in my mouth later, darling. I want to fuck first. My poor little pussy needs something in it."
"Get your vibrator," he said. "Show me how you use it."
"Naughty boy," she teased. "You just want to make me wait for your cock, don't you?"
"I want you to get so fucking hot, you'll explode," he replied.
"Baby, I'm so fucking hot, I'll melt my vibrator!" she giggled.
She hurried into the bedroom, her tits jiggling and her ass cheeks grinding, got her vibrator and returned to the couch. She sat facing him with her legs spread and locked her gaze with his. Juice started flowing from her hot gash. She turned on the vibrator and put the smooth, blunt tip of the plastic prick between the lips of her pussy. She caught the gleam in his eyes and a sudden revelation made her gasp.
My God, my darling husband is harboring a secret desire to watch another man fuck me! Well, I can't give him that right now, but I can give him the next best thing and maybe he'll find the courage to express his secret yearning.
The realization made her so damned hot and excited. The thick instrument made a squishy sound as she nosed it into the opening of her soggy channel. When the time was right, she would treat her darling husband to the sight of a real live prick stuffing her cunt!
She buried the humming device in her slippery snatch with one hard thrust, then began to pump it slowly in and out of her tight channel. She knew she looked lewd and lascivious. The knowledge that he wanted to watch a real cock plundering her pussy made her eyes dance with carnal delight.
"Do you like to watch me fuck myself, darling?"
He stroked his cock slowly as he stared at his wife's enchanting crotch. "Yes. You're so damned sexy."
"I love you so much, darling. I will do anything you want. All you have to do is ask. Or even hint. Making you happy makes me so happy."
"Can you get yourself off this way? I like to watch you when you cum. You look so wanton."
"I'd rather have your cock shoved up my cunt, but I'm so wanton I can cum any way you wish."
She stared at him with adoration in her eyes as she continued to fuck herself with vibrator. She put the middle finger of her left hand on her clit, wiggled it a couple of times, and started cumming.
She shoved the vibrator all the way up her cunt again, began to wiggle and twist and bounce as she rode out the orgasmic storm in her cunt. The humming device drove her into one orgasm after the other in an endless string of mind-bending, gut-wrenching climaxes.
She turned loose of the vibrator and spread her trembling thighs wide. The powerful contractions of her orgasm expelled the tool from her gaping gash. She opened her eyes and held out her hands.
"Your turn, darling. I want you to put your cock in me and fuck my brains out."
He got on his knees between her legs, crushed his lips to hers and thrust his tongue into her mouth. She sucked on his tongue as one hand slid down the front of his body. Her passions soared as she hefted his hard dick and squeezed it. She could feel his desire, like an electric current, throbbing fiercely in her palm.
She lay back, her heart hammering with excitement as she bent her knees and spread her legs. Hard tremors jolted her as he mounted her. She held his prick lovingly, scrubbed the blunt tip up and down her blistering slit and hissed with pleasure. Inserting his swollen knob barely an inch into the mouth of her cunt, she held him there, letting the anticipation of taking his full length build. Suddenly, she thrust her hips up and gasped with ecstasy as his thick staff slid in to the hilt.
She clamped him snugly in her tight channel and held onto his hips to keep him motionless for a minute or two, allowing her time to relish his cock, to cherish the sensuous sensation of being penetrated. She lifted her legs, curled them around his waist and locked her ankles behind his back so he would penetrate her to the maximum depth. She moaned, kissed him breathlessly and thrust her tongue into his mouth. She caressed his tight buns with one hand and slid her other hand between his legs to tickle the sensitive little spot between the base of his cock and his asshole.
"Oh, darling, I love you," she gasped. "Fuck me, darling! Fuck my brains out!"
David began to drive into her wet, clasping cunt with an easy rhythm, sparking sharp thrills in her. Swinging her hips in response, she groaned as his virile prick created heavenly friction deep in her cunt and throughout her body.
"You're getting me, darling," she groaned.
"Your big cock is really doing it to me. I'm going to cum now. Fuck me, darling! Fuck me good!"
He began to thrust faster, pounding her quivering quim. She screamed with tumultuous joy as her first climax burst loose, a thundering, breathtaking wave that overwhelmed her. She let it ebb in slow ripples, then grabbed his ass with both hands.
"Turn us over, darling, and let me ride your lovely cock." Maggie liked to top-fuck. The position gave her complete control and her pussy a feeling of unequivocal fullness, an exhilarating pressure deep inside. "You can cum any time you're ready, darling." Moving smoothly, she began to glide up and down his prick.
"Enjoy yourself, baby," David said. "Sheila took the edge off, so I'm okay for a while."
"You liked my little surprise, didn't you?"
"I loved it!"
"Tell me what went through your mind when I said my sister was going to jack you off?"
"I thought you were teasing me. Or maybe testing me, trying to trap me."
"Oh, I wouldn't tease you about something like that, darling. I don't need to test you or trap you. I know you pretty well."
"Yes, I think you do. Mmmmmm, your pussy feels so good."
"Do you like to fuck me?" She squeezed his cock fiercely with her strong cunt muscles and slammed down hard, burying him to the hilt. "Do you get tired of fucking the same pussy all the time?"
"I could never get tired of you, darling," he assured her.
She squirmed her ass in quick, tight circles and giggled. "Well, you know how to say what you think I want to hear." She reversed directions and continued to wiggle on his cock. "Mmmmmm, I love cock. Love to fuck and cum." She fucked him hard and fast several times. "You take advantage of every opportunity to fuck, don't you?"
"Only you, darling," he replied. "No one else since we married."
"Do you like just lying there while I do all the work?"
"Yes. I think you get more turned on when you get on top and fuck me."
She began to ride his cock hard. "Can you feel the way I grip your cock with my cunt and milk it?"
"Don't pull the damn thing off, baby," he grunted. "Leave some for later."
"You've never had your cock in a better pussy, have you? I'm going to fuck the cum right out of you. Going to make you fill my pussy with your sweet juice."
"Go, baby," David groaned, thrusting his hips up.
Maggie hissed euphorically each time the firm cheeks of her shapely ass slammed into his thighs and the puffy head of his cock banged into the bottom of her cunt. She watched as he hefted her supple tit mounds and sighed with delight when he began to knead them and tweak her hard nipples.
She kept up the dreamy tempo, giving both of them different thrills by suddenly corkscrewing her hips in slow circles, mashing the head of his cock against the mouth of her womb. She felt his prick swell and begin to throb hard and changed back to the straight up-and-down fucking. She increased the tempo of her lunging, moaning deeply, again using a hip-swinging action and her passion suddenly flared into a frenzy.
She came turbulently. Harder even than when he watched her fuck herself with the vibrator. She began to jerk convulsively. Her ass simultaneously went up and down and in wide circles. She rode his swollen shaft furiously as delightful thrills raced from her pussy to every part of her body.
"Now!" she screamed. "Give me your cum, darling! Fill my cunt!" I
Molten fire filled her cunt as his cock erupted and his hot cream poured into her deepest depths. She rode his prick frantically, determined to give him a fuck he would not soon forget. In the process, she gave herself one hell of a fucking.
David stared at his wife, mesmerized by her passion, enthralled by her jiggling tits and heaving body. He levered his hips rapidly up and down, driving into her in counterpoint, and emptied his balls.
Her climax ebbed, then began anew-more profound, more demanding, more mind-boggling. After several joyful moments, her tumultuous movements dwindled to twitches and squirms. With one final shuddering sigh, she lay on top of him and mashed her firm tits into his chest.
She gave him a passionate kiss and said, "Thank you, darling. It gets better every time we fuck."
"Thank you, lady," he replied. "I just went along for the ride. And a mighty fine ride it was."
"I almost wish I hadn't promised Mom I would visit her this coming week," Maggie sighed.
"Absence makes the heart grow fonder."
"Doing without makes the cock harder," she quipped.
CHAPTER SIX
Maggie's mother and aunt met her at the airport when she arrived in her hometown. Seeing them together didn't surprise her. They had lived next door to each other for years, and moved in together a couple of years earlier, when their husbands were killed by a drunk driver on the way home from work.
Maggie smiled brightly and held out her arms. "Hello, Mother. It's been only a year since I saw you, but you look five years younger. I want to know your secret."
Abigail hugged her daughter and gave her a kiss on each cheek. "I have lots of secrets to tell you, dear," she said cryptically.
Maggie held out her arms to her aunt. "Hello, Aunt Celeste."
"Don't you dare call me Aunt," Celeste said with a laugh. "It makes me feel so old, and I'm two years younger than your mother."
Instead of kissing Maggie on the cheek, Celeste kissed her full on the mouth. Her lips were soft and alive, but the kiss wasn't overly sexual, since she kept her tongue in her own mouth. Still, the intimate gesture startled Maggie. She had never kissed another woman on the mouth, not even her mother, since she grew up. To her surprise, she liked the feel of Celeste's lips on hers.
Maggie regained her composure and said, "Neither of you look your age. I hope I got more of your genes than Dad's."
"Before you get away this time, I intend to find out whose genes you got," Celeste said, her statement as cryptic as Abigail's. She took a step back and looked Maggie up and down. "Marriage must agree with you. You look sexier than ever."
"Nice of you to notice," Maggie replied. "I don't think I look as sexy as you, with your big blue eyes and beautiful blonde hair and that great body."
"Well, if you two are through expressing your mutual admiration, shall we go?" Abigail chuckled.
"I have to call David first. Promised I would let him know his favorite girl is safe," Maggie said, heading to a nearby bank of telephones.
Abigail and Celeste hung back a discreet distance. Maggie heard them talking softly, but couldn't make out their words.
David answered the phone on the second ring. "Hi, lover," Maggie said. "You must have been waiting by the phone."
"I was, baby. Had to be sure that big silver bird didn't fall out of the sky."
"No, it didn't, lover. Got here okay. Mom and Aunt Celeste are here to meet me. Only she told me not to call her Aunt Celeste. I already miss you."
"Yeah, me, too. First time we've been apart even one night since we married. But we'll survive. You just relax and enjoy your visit. I'll be fine."
"I love you, darling. I worry that you won't eat right. You should have let me leave some meals in the freezer for you."
"I'll be fine, honey," he assured her. "I'll stop on the way home from work and grab a bite. If you want to call, wait until about seven."
"Why don't I call you at the office? You shouldn't have to rush home from work. You might want to stop off and have a beer with the boys, or something."
David chuckled. "Having a beer with the boys isn't my idea of fun, baby. I'll be okay. Really. Stop worrying and enjoy your visit."
"Okay, if you say so. Love you. I'll be home in a few days. Don't wear out your hand."
As they walked out to the parking lot, Maggie tried to figure out why Celeste kissed her on the mouth. She shrugged it off as inconsequential. Celeste had always been a demonstrative woman.
"If you're not too tired, I thought we'd stop at a nice restaurant on the way home," Abigail said.
"Mother, it's only a one-hour flight," Maggie replied. She didn't say David had given her a couple rejuvenating shots before she left. "I'd like something to eat. I can't eat that stuff they serve on airplanes."
"Yeah, it's almost as bad as my cooking," Celeste quipped. "If I hadn't moved in with Abigail, I probably would have starved by now."
"Who did the cooking before?" Maggie asked.
"Jerry. He was a very good cook. He liked to tell everyone he married me for my other talents."
"Which she has in abundance. Here we are," Abigail said as she unlocked the car door.
"You told me you bought a new car," Maggie said. "You didn't tell me you got a sporty model." She peered into the back seat. "I'd better sit in back, Celeste. My legs are shorter than yours."
"No, you sit up front with Abigail. I can stuff myself in the back. Just please turn the air conditioner on high right away. This thing's like an oven."
"You're always telling me how much you like summer so you can run around half-naked," Abigail teased. "Can't say I blame her," she said to Maggie. "If I had a body like hers, I'd show it off, too."
"Nothing wrong with either of your bodies," Maggie said. "I hope I look so good when I'm your age."
Celeste climbed into the middle of the back seat, buckled herself in, and pulled her dress up over her knees. "See, Abigail, I told you there's nothing wrong with your body," she said.
Maggie and Abigail settled into the bucket seats in front and buckled their seat belts. Abigail started the engine, turned on the air conditioner, and adjusted one vent so it would blow between the seats and push cool air directly onto Celeste. By the time they left the parking lot, the car was beginning to cool.
Maggie looked back to ask Celeste a question and did a double take. Celeste had one foot on each side of the drive shaft tunnel, her legs parted, her skirt held high to capture the cool air, and Maggie found herself looking directly at the crotch of Celeste's panties. She forgot her question.
Celeste grinned over the hem of her skirt. "Have to keep the damn thing cool. If I wore panties, it would be even worse. Guess I'm just normally a hot person."
Maggie looked closer, and sure enough, she was looking at a hairless pussy mound, not a panty crotch. Unexpectedly, she felt a rush of blood to her brain and a flutter of excitement in her own pussy.
Well, I'll be damned! Looking at her bare pussy turns me on! She's up to something kinky. If I didn't know better, I'd say she's trying to seduce me. Right in front of Mother! Maggie looked at her mother. Damn, is she trying to hide a grin ? Does she know what Celeste is doing? Naw, it couldn't be. Not my staid mother. If Celeste is going to make a move on me, she'll wait until we 're alone.
"So, Mother, what have you been doing with yourself? Are you staying out of trouble?"
This time, Abigail's grin was evident. "Well, I don't go looking for trouble."
"She doesn't duck very quickly, either," Celeste quipped.
"She has no room to talk," Abigail said to Maggie. "We do just about everything together." She turned on the turn signal and pulled into a parking lot. "Here we are. Not much to look at on the outside, but the food is superb."
Maggie suspected her mother's statement about doing just about everything with Celeste had a hidden meaning. She shook off the feeling. She was only imagining things.
During dinner, they ate good food, drank lots of fine wine and caught up on events since they'd last seen each other. The conversation got downright risque at times, and again Maggie thought she detected some hidden meaning again. She was dying to bluntly ask her mother about her suspicions, but held her counsel until later. She knew she was letting her imagination run away with her and didn't want to embarrass her mother or herself.
CHAPTER SEVEN
As soon as they got home, Celeste made a beeline for her bedroom. "Be right back," she said.
"Would you like a drink?" Abigail asked.
"No hard stuff," Maggie replied. "If I mix wine and liquor, I get sick."
Abigail turned on the stereo, found a station playing soft rock, then went to the kitchen. Maggie sat on the couch, kicked off her shoes, and curled her legs under her. Abigail returned with three glasses of wine, kicked off her shoes, and sat down by Maggie.
"So, how is my darling son-in-law?" Abigail asked.
"Fine," Maggie said. "I wish he could have taken time off and come with me. I miss him."
"Which means you love him very much. Does he take good care of you?"
"He's a very good provider, Mother."
"I know that, dear. Is he a good husband?"
Maggie frowned. "I don't understand what you mean. What's the difference between a good husband and a good provider?"
"A good provider keeps you well cared for," Celeste said as she came back into the living room. "You know, the material things. A good husband keeps you well fucked. Which, in my opinion, is far more important."
Maggie looked at Celeste and nearly choked on her wine. Celeste took a glass of wine, sat in a chair across from the couch and crossed her legs.
"I hate clothes," she said calmly. "They're so damned confining. I especially hate bras. They pinch my tits. Does my nudity bother you?" She began to bounce her foot gently up and down.
Maggie swallowed hard and said, "No, I guess not. I'm just not accustomed to seeing women naked."
"So, is David a good husband?"
Maggie had heard that women could get themselves off by crossing their legs and bouncing one foot. She felt an erotic tension, and again thought she was letting her imagination run away with her.
Why are you so flustered, girl? Relax. You go around naked at home all the time. You even did it in front of Sheila the other day when she jacked off David.
"Yes," Maggie said with a nervous laugh. "He's both a good provider and a good husband."
"Some men are one, some the other. You're very lucky to find one who's both," Abigail said.
"Our men were both," Celeste said. "Maggie, did you know that Abigail and I usually double-dated when we were younger? Before we married, we even traded boyfriends once in a while, then compared notes later."
"I'm not surprised," Maggie said, lying easily. She couldn't conceive of her mother trading boyfriends, let alone comparing notes about them later. "You two were always pretty close."
"She's lying," Abigail said, half-under her breath. "We didn't stop after we got married."
Maggie thought about the remark for a moment. "Wait a minute," she said incredulously. "Do you mean what I think you do? Are you saying you two traded husbands?"
"Why not?" Celeste asked nonchalantly. "We were both in love with both men. Seemed like the best way for two sisters who are very close to handle the situation."
"God, I can't believe it!" Maggie muttered. "What about jealousy?"
"There wasn't any," Abigail said. "Still isn't. Celeste and I love each other and we each loved both men. Why do you think we lived next door all those years? We didn't make the men run back and forth between our houses to fuck us, however. We got together three or four times a week, put you and Sheila to bed, had a good meal and a few drinks, then let it all hang out. We were one big happy family."
"We also belonged to a swap club for years," Celeste said. "We dropped out for a while after
Jerry and Craig were killed, then started going again a few months ago."
"I never suspected," Maggie said. "And Sheila never said anything, so I don't think she knew either."
"You weren't supposed to know," Abigail said. "We aren't ashamed of anything, we just didn't want you to know until you were old enough to understand so you wouldn't get the wrong idea."
Maggie laughed nervously and said, "Don't breathe on me, or I'll fall over. I always thought you were so strait-laced, Mother."
"Still waters run deep," Celeste said. "Have to look at your mother in a new light now, won't you? Do you and that handsome husband of yours swing?"
Maggie shook her head. "No. We've never come right out and talked about it." The wine she drank at dinner freed her inhibitions and lubricated her tongue. She threw caution to the wind and jumped in with both feet. "I'm pretty sure he would like to have a threesome with another woman. I suggested it the other night when he was fucking me, and he came so hard he almost blew me apart. And he-likes to watch me use a vibrator on myself, so I think he would like to watch another man fuck me."
"Sounds like you're ready to expand your horizons," Abigail said. "Is David a good clit licker?"
Celeste laughed. "Don't mind her, honey.
She's hung up on oral sex."
"I'm not the only one," Abigail retorted. "You're never happier than when you have your mouth stuffed full of cock." She looked at Maggie. "You do suck David's cock, don't you?"
Maggie emptied her glass and held it out for a refill. "Yes. Whenever he wants me to."
"Oh, honey, you mustn't wait for him to say he wants you to suck him off," Abigail admonished. "You must go down on him when he least expects it. Men really like that."
"Men aren't the only ones," Celeste muttered.
"When you go down on David, do you suck him off and eat his cum?" Abigail asked, continuing her line of intimate questioning.
"Abigail, why don't you stop beating around the bush and just ask her if she's a good cocksucker?" Celeste said.
The air literally sparkled with erotic tension now. Maggie decided she might as well relax and go with the flow. Her mother wasn't going to be satisfied until she dug out every intimate detail of her relationship with David. Besides, talking about sex gave her an extra shot of adrenaline
"Yes, I am a good cocksucker," she said. "I wasn't, but I've been working on it and David says I'm now much better."
Abigail nodded. "Good. If you keep your man well-fucked and well-fed, he'll do most anything for you."
"What about Celeste?" Maggie asked teasingly.
"She said she's a terrible cook."
"Oh, you don't have to cook the food to keep a man well fed, honey," Celeste said. "I can read a menu and use the phone with the best of them."
"I like your husband," Abigail said. "Very much. I want to be sure you're taking good care of him and giving him everything he needs. You said you let him cum in your mouth and eat his cum. Men who like to fuck a woman in the mouth prefer women who swallow their seed. Do you use different positions when you fuck so he won't get bored doing the same thing all the time?"
"Lately we do," Maggie replied. "I wasn't a very good lover at first. David kept telling me I'm a good piece of ass, but I knew he wasn't completely satisfied. I was afraid he would stray, so I made up my mind to become as insatiable as possible. I'm still learning, but I'm getting there."
"Good for you," Celeste said. "Do you cum every time he eats your pussy?"
Maggie laughed merrily. "Since I shed my hang-ups, I cum every time he does anything to me! I even let him watch me jack off. I had no idea a man could get so turned on by merely watching a woman play with her pussy."
"I get horny just listening to you talk about it!" Celeste said. "And, when I get turned on, I have to do something about it." She reached under the table by her chair and got a large, electric-powered wand type massager. She turned it on, spread her legs and ran the end between her thighs.
"Mmmmmm, that feel goods," she murmured. She looked at Maggie and smiled. "If this bothers you, I can go to the bedroom and do it."
Maggie quickly shook her head. She wanted to watch Celeste get herself off. "Oh, no, you don't have to go to the bedroom. Since you had your massager handy, I assume you use it there, so you go right ahead."
"You're very sweet," Celeste said. "I'm going to enjoy you."
Fully engrossed in watching Celeste run the big vibrating knob of the massager over her hairless pussy, Maggie missed the significance of the remark.
"Do you and David fuck in different rooms?" Abigail asked. "On the floor? On the dining table? On the couch? In the car? Have you ever fucked in front of anyone?"
"Whoa!" Maggie giggled. "I can't answer so many questions at once. Let's see, we've fucked in the bedroom, of course, in the bathroom and in the living room. On the couch and on the floor. He has never fucked me on the dining table, but thanks for the idea." She glanced at Celeste and noted the look of bliss on her aunt's face. "We haven't fucked in the car since we were dating. And we've never fucked in front of anyone." She paused a moment, decided she might as well relate the caper with Sheila, and continued, "I didn't masturbate David the way he liked, so a couple of days ago, I asked Sheila to give me a demonstration." She glanced at Celeste again so she wouldn't miss her aunt's moment of crisis.
"Whose cock did you use?" Abigail asked.
"David's, of course," Maggie replied without looking at her mother. She had never watched another woman cum, and she could tell Celeste was going to have one hell of an orgasm. She wondered if her aunt would let her use the massager on her pussy. "She puts on quite a show," she said softly.
"Did you like watching her?"
"Yeah, it turned me on. I'd never watched a woman cum."
"She has a hair trigger," Abigail said with a sexy chuckle.
"Poor pun, Mother. She doesn't have a hair on her pussy." Maggie sucked in her breath. "Oh, look, she's going to cum!"
Celeste threw her head back, held the knob of the massager tight to her slit and let out of wail of divine ecstasy. She began to buck so hard she nearly turned the chair over. Maggie stared, wide-eyed, nearly mesmerized. She had never seen such a glorious sight.
"What a beautiful sight," Maggie said breathlessly. She looked at her mother and gasped. "Mother, you're naked!"
"Not quite, dear," Abigail said. "I'm still wearing my panties and bra. Celeste wants me to go without a bra, but my tits sag too much."
Maggie caught a movement out of the corner of her eye, and turned her head to look at Celeste again.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Celeste stood and began to sway to the music. She took a tentative step. Then a couple more. "I feel like getting down and dirty," she whispered.
She began to move faster, picking up the tempo of the music. She swayed, twisted, twirled and dipped, lost in the music, seemingly unaware of the other women.
A glimmer of excited expectation wreathed Abigail's pretty face. She smiled at Maggie and her expression became dreamy. Her eyes began to glaze with lust. Her breathing became more rapid and shallow. Her chest began to heave and her legs opened slightly. One hand dropped between her thighs.
Maggie knew the signs. Her mother was in the grip of sexual agitation. She felt some of the same fervor, but not nearly as much as Abigail exhibited. Was she letting her imagination run away with her again? Did watching Celeste get herself off excite Abigail more than normal? She looked at Celeste, gyrating in the middle of the floor.
Celeste danced with her legs wide apart, displaying her prominent naked pussy mound. Somehow, the lack of hair on her lithe body added to her sexiness. Her large tits jiggled and swayed, sometimes in rhythm to her body, sometimes bumping together as they swung in counterpoint. Maggie saw the lips of her pussy protruding quite clearly from her slit. She looked back at her mother.
Abigail glanced at Maggie and grinned. She slipped her middle finger under the leg band of her panties and, entirely without shame, began to finger her pussy.
Maggie's mind reeled with confusion. She stared at her mother, quite sure she was still at home, in her own bed, having the most erotic dream of her life. Except for the sensual suspense, which was now so thick she could cut it with a knife. That was no dream!
Maggie didn't know where to look. She wanted to watch her mother play with her pussy, she wanted to watch her aunt dance naked, and she couldn't make her eyes go in two directions at the same time! Fortunately, Celeste danced into her view so Maggie could watch both women at once. Celeste was playing with her nipples as she danced, pulling the thick buds into hard points. Maggie saw heavy drops of sex dew clinging to Celeste's lower lips. She wasn't surprised when she felt a heavy wetness flood her own pussy. The lascivious tableau had her so excited she could hardly stand it.
A soft squishing sound and the smell of stimulated pussy drew Maggie's attention. Abigail had removed her panties and was openly finger-fucking herself madly. She held out one hand to Celeste, beckoning the dancing woman toward her, her face a mask of lust.
Maggie's face was a mask of total confusion. Then the realization of what she was watching hit her full force.
Good God! No wonder these two live together. My mother and her sister are lovers! I've walked into an incestuous love nest! God, how exciting!
Celeste danced closer and closer to the couch. She stuck her hairless crotch right in Abigail's face, then stopped dancing and put one foot on the couch.
Abigail put her arms around Celeste's hips, cupped her buttocks and slowly leaned forward. Her lips touched Celeste's hairless slit, kissed it tenderly, lovingly. Her tongue darted out, parted her sister's bloated cunt lips and skittered up and down the long naked slit.
Celeste sighed softly and tipped her cunt mound up higher. When Abigail's tongue landed on her distended clit, Celeste let out a louder sigh and began to slowly hunch her hips up and down, keeping time with Abigail's nimble tongue.
Maggie stared slack-jawed-captivated, bewildered, breathless. Every so often, she got the urge to watch a woman eat pussy, wondered how she would react. Now she knew. Incredibly, one of those women was her mother and the other was her mother's sister! To say she never expected to see such a sight was the understatement of the century! More extraordinary, she realized she was playing with her own pussy as she watched the erotic performance taking place only inches from her face, so close she could actually smell Celeste's pussy!
Abigail tilted her head back and looked at her daughter with an expression of unsurpassed delight on her face. She licked her lips and smiled happily. "Her pussy tastes so delectable, dear," she said softly. She leaned back into Celeste's crotch and resumed her tasty task.
Lost in lust, Maggie stood and stripped naked. She plopped her ass back down on the couch, spread her legs, and began to shamelessly play with her pussy, never once taking her eyes off her mother.
Abigail's talented tongue soon accomplished its purpose. Louder and louder moans spilled from Celeste's mouth as Abigail tongued her clit rapidly. Maggie was hovering on the edge of her own climax when Celeste screamed, shoved her cunt hard against Abigail's mouth and began to jerk her ass in tight circles. Abigail snorted and snuffled in her sister's crotch, her own body jerking as she brought herself off with her finger as she lapped at Celeste's hot slit. Maggie came only seconds after hearing her mother's orgasmic moans.
Celeste's knees turned to water and she sank slowly to the floor. Abigail leaned back on the couch and continued to idly tease her pussy with one finger. As Maggie's passion subsided, her mind began to work at little better. Not much, but enough to form coherent thoughts.
"God, Mother, what a surprise," Maggie whispered.
Abigail rolled her head to the side and smiled slowly. "Why? Because you found out your mother-likes sex? You like to fuck. Don't you think your mother has a right to enjoy sex as much as you? Or anyone else?" She didn't speak harshly, didn't rebuke her daughter. She merely posed a perfectly logical question.
"Oh, I know you like to fuck," Maggie replied. "I just never expected you to like pussy. You have to admit, it is a little unusual."
"Not really, dear. I don't prefer pussy to cock. I'm simply bisexual. Lots of women are."
"Your mother and I have been doing each other for years," Celeste said.
"How did you get started?" Maggie asked. "I know you were-are-swingers, but is it usual for women who swing to be bisexual?"
"Depends on the woman," Abigail said. "Your father and uncle loved to watch us get it on, then they'd fuck for hours."
"They got us started," Celeste said. "One night when I was feeling particularly rambunctious, I wanted a drink of cum."
"You're always rambunctious and want a drink of cum," Abigail interjected.
Celeste stuck her tongue out at her sister. "Look who's talking! Anyway, Jerry and Craig had already fucked us several times and didn't have a shot left, so they suggested that I suck the cum out of Abigail's pussy. I don't remember that I hesitated. I really didn't know what to do. I kissed Abigail and started feeling her up and she got turned on. Everything just seemed so natural, and before we knew it, we were doing a 69. We both discovered we loved the taste of pussy, and the men nearly went wild. You might say we broadened our horizons and began to enjoy the best of both worlds."
Abigail still had her finger in her pussy, idly toying with her clit. "You must have liked watching me eat her pussy, dear," she said to Maggie. "Do you finger-fuck yourself often?"
Maggie realized she still had her finger in her own cunt. She blushed and quickly removed it, embarrassed at letting them see her play with herself. Celeste smiled, took Maggie's hand and put it back in her crotch. Maggie shrugged and stuck her finger back in her soupy hole.
"Yes, quite often," Maggie said. "David-likes to watch me do myself, and I just have to get myself off during the day when I get hot and bothered thinking about fucking him."
"Good," Abigail said. "The more you cum, the easier it is to cum and the more you like to cum."
"Does Sheila know you like pussy?" Maggie asked.
"We turned her on to women a couple of years ago," Celeste said.
"Wonder why she never said anything to me."
"We told her not to," Abigail said. "We weren't sure you would understand."
"Yeah," Maggie agreed. "I had so many hang-ups, I probably would have gone bonkers."
Celeste said, "We wanted to introduce you to the delights of the other world when you were ready."
"And now I'm ready, huh?" Maggie said with a grin. "You said you stopped swinging for a while. Why?"
"After Jerry and Craig died, Celeste and I must have fucked at least fifty men," Abigail said. "Partly out of despair and partly out of curiosity. Some of them were good and some of them weren't really worth the time it took to get their cocks hard."
Celeste picked up the narrative. "We burned the candle at both ends, and we loved it! The experimenting, doing things we had never done before. Things we had fantasized about, but never had the nerve to talk to Jerry and Craig about. Then the flame just went out. Life lost its sparkle. We bought lots of toy and kept each other satisfied for a while. We even tried it with only women for a while, but you can't keep two hot women from wanting cock."
"We eased back into swinging," Abigail said. "And this time, we were a lot more selective. We learned you can't be happy fucking everything with a dick. Quality is more important than quantity."
Celeste leaned her head against Abigail's knee. Abigail stroked the top of her head affectionately.
"The way a woman eats pussy is so different than the way a man does it," Abigail said. "I can't explain how it's different. It just is. Not better, if a man knows what he's doing, just different. Have you ever let another woman eat your pussy?"
"Not yet," Maggie replied.
Celeste and Abigail exchanged knowing looks and smiled.
"Well, why don't we correct that right now?" Abigail said. "In bed, where we can be more comfortable."
Maggie's heart raced with excitement as she followed her mother down the hall. Celeste brought up the rear. In more ways than one. She giggled and caressed Maggie's bare ass on the way.
Maggie entered the bedroom and hesitated. The sight of her mother's bed, the knowledge of what she was about to do, shocked her back to reality. Partly. A profound erotic haze clouded her mind, but she did realize she was going to make love to another woman. Not just any woman, but her very own mother! A heavy sexual charge permeated the room.
Abigail misunderstood the reason for Maggie's hesitation. "You don't need to be embarrassed about being naked in front of me, dear. I am your mother, after all." She unfastened her bra and tossed it aside. "There, now we're all naked."
"It isn't nudity that bothers me, Mother," Maggie whispered.
"She just realized she's going to suck her mother's pussy," Celeste said. She stood behind Maggie, pressed her tits into Maggie's back, and reached around to cup her tits.
"Would it help if you called me Abigail, dear?"
"You'd still be my mother!" Maggie exclaimed softly.
Abigail shrugged and went to Maggie. She stuck out her tongue and nicked it quickly across her daughter's nipples. Maggie sighed and shivered as the erectile buds tightened to full erectness. Abigail hefted her own tits in her hands and rubbed her thick, hard nipples across Maggie's, bringing a deep moaning sigh from her daughter. Grinning with pleasure, she stepped back and let her eyes wander slowly up and down Maggie's voluptuous body.
"You're a real knockout, dear! Even more beautiful than I remember. Of course, I haven't seen you naked in a long time, have I?" Abigail hefted her daughter's tits in her hands. "So lovely. And just look at those big, hard nipples. Does David like to suck them? like this?"
Abigail began to suck her daughter's stiff nipples avidly. She slid one hand between Maggie's legs and slipped one finger into her humid gash. Celeste reached between Maggie's legs from the back and stuck one finger in the girl's sopping love hole.
Maggie moaned and shivered. Her knees felt like slack rubber bands. Her mother's mouth on the nipples, Celeste's big tits pressing into her back and the dual assault on her pussy nearly turned her inside out.
"Let's put her on the bed before she falls down," Celeste said.
CHAPTER NINE
They helped Maggie onto the bed. Abigail knelt at her feet and Celeste knelt by her hip. Abigail trembled as she looked at Maggie's beautiful body and thought about introducing her daughter to the delights of lesbian love. "What a gorgeous red muff!" she said. "Spread your legs, dear, and let your mother look at your pussy. I want to eat your pussy first, then Celeste can have you."
"Oh, Mother!" Maggie moaned. "I don't know if I can. David fantasizes about making love to two women at the same time, and I want to give him what he wants, but I don't want him to think I'm a lesbian."
"Good grief, dear, he won't think you're a lesbian if you suck pussy!" Abigail exclaimed. "He'll get so turned on, he'll fuck both of you senseless. If you liked only other women, then it would be different. I've heard you and David fucking. The last time the two of you were here, I stood outside your door and listened. The way you were screaming and carrying on, I'm sure you don't have any such problem."
"Mother, you didn't!" Maggie blurted, aghast and excited at the same time.
"Oh, but I did! I wanted to join you, but I knew you'd raise hell with me. You were still so inhibited then." Abigail pushed Maggie's legs apart and ran her hand over her daughter's pussy. "Is David's cock real big?" She stuck her middle finger in her daughter's cunt and wiggled it around. "Mmmmm, nice and tight. Does his cock fill your tight little pussy full?"
Maggie sucked in her breath and expelled it in a whoosh. "Very big," she muttered. "He fills my pussy so full and gives me so much pleasure. I love it when he shoves his big cock up my cunt and fucks the hell out of me. I also love to suck his cock and let him cum in my mouth." She didn't realize she was repeating herself. She would not have cared in any case. She was floating on a pink cloud of lust and it felt so fucking good.
"I'd love to sample that handsome young man of yours. Do you think he would mind if I joined you for a threesome? Would he fuck me?"
"God, he'd die of ecstasy at just the thought of getting it on with me and my mother."
"Don't forget me," Celeste chimed in. "If he fucks Abigail, he has to fuck me too. We always share and share a-like."
"God, how kinky!" Maggie laughed. "He'll love it!"
Abigail began to finger-fuck her daughter, using two fingers. Celeste joined in by caressing Maggie's full, lush tits. Maggie shivered and gasped. Her face flushed with carnal agitation. Goose bumps suddenly popped up all over her body. Her eyes glittered with passion. Her nipples got harder, puckering and pointing straight at the ceiling.
Celeste licked her nipples, licked her lush lips, stuck her tongue in Maggie's mouth and sealed their lips together. Then Abigail kissed her long and hard, and thrust her tongue into Maggie's mouth. Maggie thought she had died and gone to heaven.
Slowly, sensuously, Abigail dragged her tongue across Maggie's belly and into the top of her crotch. Detouring around Maggie's slit, she licked the inside of her thighs. She chuckled and said, "Heavens, darling, your cunt is flowing like a river and the lips are standing wide open."
"God, Mother, what do you expect? You've got me so turned on!" The apprehension of letting her mother make love to her evaporated the moment Abigail's fingers slid into her cunt. Now she cared only about the wonderful sensations pouring out of her cunt to permeate her body and mind. "You're going to make me cum, aren't you?"
"Soon, dear, when you're genuinely ready. Just be patient."
Maggie met her mother's comment with a loud snort. She'd wait if necessary, but she certainly wouldn't do so patiently.
Celeste covered Maggie's trembling mammary mounds with hot kisses, then fastened her soft lips to one turgid tit tip and ran her tongue around the pulsing point.
Abigail chose that moment to go down on Maggie. She stretched out between her daughter's parted thighs and gazed lovingly at the gaping, enchanting pussy lips directly in front of her face. She pursed her lips and kissed Maggie right in the middle of her hairy slit. Maggie gasped and moaned and hunched her cunt at her mother's mouth. But Abigail had only just begun her erotic teasing.
Her pointed pink tongue snaked out from between her red, moist lips. She ran the tip along Maggie's soggy gash, then licked the puffy lips, spreading her saliva and Maggie's juice all over her crotch. She smacked her lips, savoring the taste of her daughter's cunt.
Maggie lifted her head and watched her mother lick her cunt. "Oh, God, Mother, your tongue feels so good," she murmured breathlessly. She looked at Celeste and smiled dreamily. Celeste blew her a kiss and winked. "You're getting left out," she murmured.
"It's your fault," Celeste replied. "You can reach my pussy."
Without hesitation, Maggie reached up between Celeste's legs and began to rub her clit with one finger. "Your naked cunt feels so smooth," she whispered. "I've never played with a cunt."
"Do you like it?" Celeste asked.
"I love it! I can feel your clit growing under my finger. Will you cum for me?"
"Try and stop me!" Celeste laughed.
Maggie continued to diddle Celeste's clit and lay back again, her face wreathed in an expression of utter rapture. She tilted her hips, raising her pussy to her mother's hungry mouth.
Abigail pressed her lips tightly to the offered cunt and thrust her tongue into her daughter again and again. She licked up and down the dripping slit, going higher each time. She continued to pump her fingers in and out of Maggie's cunt and began to simultaneously lick her clit.
Maggie jerked so hard she nearly jumped off the bed when her mother's tongue hit her feverish love button.
"Oh, Mother!" Maggie wailed. "Oh, Celeste, her tongue feels so fucking good! Kiss me, Celeste! Kiss me. I'm going to cum!"
Celeste glued her lips to Maggie's and tried to reach the bottom of the girl's throat with her tongue. She moaned into Maggie's mouth as the girl's finger on her clit brought her off. Maggie's moans mixed with Celeste's as Abigail's tongue worked its magic on her clit.
Suddenly, Maggie clamped her satin-smooth thighs tightly to her mother's head. Abigail wrapped her arms around Maggie's legs, kept her mouth glued tightly to her cunt as her tongue continued to work busily on her turgid clit.
Maggie moaned and jerked and twitched, held down by Abigail's mouth on her cunt and Celeste's mouth on hers. She had never felt such pleasure. She held her mother's head between her thighs in a vise-like grip and soared into outer space.
Maggie came so hard she almost lost her breath. When her body stopped jerking and twisting, Abigail gave her pussy a farewell kiss and rose to her knees.
A light pink, sexually induced blush covered Maggie's body and an expression of carnal euphoria covered her face. "Unbelievable," she whispered. "I didn't know I could cum so hard." She held out one arm to her mother and one to Celeste. "Snuggle with me. Hold me close."
Abigail lay down on Maggie's right side and Celeste lay down on her left side. They put their arms around her, entwined their legs with hers, and pressed their firm tits to her body.
"So, darling, what do you think?" Abigail asked.
"I think I'd better call David and tell him I'm going to extend my visit by a couple of days. As it is, I'll probably be so tired you'll have to pour me on the airplane to go home."
"You can use the phone in the living room, or the one right here by the bed," Abigail said.
Maggie climbed over her mother, sat on the edge of the bed and picked up the phone. "Oh, a speaker phone." She turned on the speaker so Abigail and Celeste could hear both ends of the conversation and dialed the number. "Hi, darling," she said cheerfully when David answered. "Listen, I'm going to stay with Mother a couple more days than I planned. Okay?"
"Sure, baby," he replied. "Whatever winds your clock."
Maggie didn't tell him her clock was so tightly wound she thought she would fly apart. "I want you to do something for me. Don't sit home every night. Get out and enjoy yourself a little. Maybe take your secretary to dinner. She's got the hots for you, you know."
"She has not," David said. He knew it was true, but he didn't want to admit he knew. Not to his wife. "She's a sweet girl."
"She's a sweet young woman, darling. And sweet young women get the hots for a handsome guy. A woman knows when another woman has the hots for a man. I've seen the way she looks at you and, believe me, she has the hots for you. She's probably a pretty good piece of ass. How do men put it when they take girls to dinner so they can fuck them? They want to stuff them and mount them? Well, why don't you give Karen a whirl. Buy her a nice dinner, loosen her up with some good wine, then take her home and fuck her. Fucking her won't damage your working relationship, will it?"
"That isn't the point," he protested. "She knows I'm married. Besides, I'm not sure I know what you're saying."
"I can't make it any clearer, darling. I don't want to come home and find you so desperate you pop the moment you touch me, and I don't see any reason you should have to jack off every night. If Karen is worried about your marital status, have her call me. I'll tell her it's okay with me if you fuck her."
"What's going on?" he asked suspiciously. "You've only been there a few hours. Have you already found some guy you want to get it on with?"
Maggie looked at Abigail and Celeste and snickered. "No, darling, I haven't found some guy I want to get it on with, and I don't plan to look. I expect I'll be very busy with Mother and Celeste. If you don't want to fuck your secretary, find another woman who'll appreciate what you have to offer. Just don't fuck Sheila. Okay?"
"God, baby, you're serious, aren't you?" David asked incredulously.
"Absolutely," Maggie said firmly.
"Maggie, dear, I hardly know you lately."
"Good. A little mystery keeps a man on his toes. I've got to go now, darling. Celeste wants to show me something. I love you. I'll call when I'm ready to leave so you can pick me up at the airport."
"I love you, too, baby. I think maybe you've lost your mind, but I still love you."
Maggie punched the button to turn off the phone and spun around on her ass to face her mother and Celeste.
"What do I want to show you?" Celeste asked.
"Your clit. It felt so big when I was rubbing it," Maggie giggled.
"Just a minute," Abigail said. "Why can't David fuck Sheila if he wants to? Sisters should share their good fortune with each other."
"Oh, he's going to fuck Sheila, but not until I get back. I'm going to surprise him with a threesome. I'm sure my sister will be more than willing. Especially when I tell her that I like to eat pussy."
"You're a scheming little devil," Abigail said with a hearty laugh. "Just like your mother."
"And my mother's younger sister and my older sister." Maggie got on her knees between the two women. "Now, Celeste, spread your legs and let me look at your clit."
"Abigail's is bigger," Celeste said.
"Why don't we compare?" Abigail suggested.
"Who decides who has the biggest one?" Maggie asked.
"Oh, we'll work something out," Abigail assured her. She spread her legs and opened the lips of her pussy. She knew her clit was bigger than her sister's. But just to make sure she won the contest, she put both index fingers alongside her love button and pressed down to make it stand up. "There, how does that look to you?"
"Pretty big," Maggie said. "Show me yours, Celeste. Better make it stand up the way Mother is doing so you start out even."
Maggie looked from one clit to the other, mentally comparing them. "Gee, I can't tell which one is bigger." She rubbed each button with the tip of her finger. Neither one got any bigger. "They feel about the same." She leaned over and licked her mother's clit, looked at it again, shrugged, then licked Celeste's clit. "I'm no expert, and I've never looked at other clits, but I think yours is slightly larger, Mother."
"I told you so," Celeste said. "What about yours?"
Maggie reached into her crotch and spread the lips of her pussy. She bowed her back and tilted her mound so they had a better view of her clit. "What do you think?"
"Bigger than mine, a little smaller than Abigail's," Celeste said.
"Doesn't really matter," Maggie said. "Both of you look so sexy."
"My thighs are too big and my tits sag," Abigail said.
"So what? Your thighs look wonderful and some men like big tits that sag a little. I know David will think both of you are very sexy and attractive and would love to fuck you." She ran one hand over each mound. "I like the contrast between your pussies, and so will David."
"You're getting me all hot and bothered," Abigail moaned. She lifted one of her big tits and licked the nipple. "I want to cum."
"Yeah, me too," Celeste agreed.
Maggie stuck two fingers in each cunt and began to pump them in and out. "Well, we should be able to do something about that. Mother, I want to eat you first, then I'll eat Celeste."
Abigail said, "Let's do a daisy chain, darling, so no one will be left out. We can change around after each climax so we all have a chance to eat each other."
"Then we'll get out the toys and show our young prot'g' how women fuck each other," Celeste chimed in.
"Damn, I'm sure glad I told David I was going to stay a couple of extra days!" Maggie said happily. "Let's see, if I eat Mother, then Celeste will eat me. Wait a few minutes before your start eating my pussy, Celeste. I want to enjoy Mother's cunt without the distraction of your tongue in my cunt."
Maggie rolled onto her belly between Abigail's legs and, without the slightest hesitation, buried her mouth in her mother's cunt. Abigail rocked her ass up and down, spreading her juice over her daughter's face. Maggie's hands swept up to fondle Abigail's big tits as her tongue flew into her mother's hot box.
"Aaahhh, yes, dear," Abigail moaned. "Eat your mother's cunt! Eat it good! Lick my clit. Make your mother cum, baby! Get me off with your tongue!"
Maggie reveled in her first taste of pussy. She couldn't get enough of it! Her tongue and mouth worked overtime, working her mother's clit and slurping up the cunt juices flowing from the very hole through which she made her first appearance in the world. The lewd thought made her mind reel.
"Oh, baby," Abigail moaned. "You're eating your mother's cunt so well. Stick your tongue in my hole, baby. Fuck me with your tongue!"
Maggie released her mother's tits and drew her hands into Abigail's crotch. She peeled her cunt open wide and stabbed her tongue into her mother's honeyed hole. She began to work her tongue in and out and slurp loudly as she tongue-fucked her mother and drank her sweet nectar.
Abigail moaned louder and deeper and began to hump her ass. "Ooohhh, Maggie, my darling, your tongue feels so good!" she crooned. "Oh, baby, you're a natural-born cunt sucker! I love the way you use your tongue."
Maggie felt Abigail's thighs trembling against the sides of her head and knew she would soon bring her mother to a shattering orgasm. She desperately wanted Abigail to cum on her tongue, wanted her mother's juice to flow into her mouth so she could taste the fruits of her oral effort.
Maggie changed from tongue-fucking her mother and began to suck her clit avidly. She drew the large stud between her lush lips and let her tongue dance around it, and Abigail's legs locked tightly around her head.
"Oh, Maggie, darling, you don't how I've waited for the day when you would suck my cunt! I'm going to cum now, dear, going to cum on my darling daughter's tongue. Keep licking my clit, and Mother will give her girl a big drink from her hot cunt."
Stupendous shudders ran through Abigail and her ass began to buck faster. Maggie wrapped her arms around her mother's thighs and held on as she drove her into the throes of orgasm with her mouth and tongue. Ecstatic sensations raced through Maggie as she twisted around and presented her own cunt to Celeste.
Celeste rolled around and gave Abigail her hairless box as she put her head between Maggie's thighs and began to dine on her niece's sweet cunt. Next would come the toys, and Celeste looked forward to fucking Maggie with her strap-on dildo and watching her fuck Abigail.
CHAPTER TEN
David liked his job, and it showed. He had progressed to middle management rapidly, and confidently expected to continue his climb up the corporate ladder with only a few bumps on the road to success.
He breezed into his office Monday morning, saw Karen sitting behind her desk, and instantly thought of Maggie. Specifically, her conviction that Karen had the hots for him and that he should give the girl a whirl.
He thought he and Maggie had discussed everything of importance. Then, right out of the blue, she asked if he had thought about fucking another woman and topped that bombshell with her phone call telling him to fuck Karen. He had a perfect right to be utterly discombobulated.
Karen followed him into his office with a cup of coffee.
"Thanks, Karen. Better get your pad. I have some correspondence to catch up on."
He watched her walk away, her well-shaped haunches undulating under her summer dress. He thought about following Maggie's suggestion and his cock stirred. His wife was probably right. Karen did look like a good piece of ass. How could Maggie could tell? Would Karen accuse him of sexual harassment if he made a move on her? Had Maggie decided Karen was a candidate for a threesome? God knows, Karen was certainly a sexy young woman.
He shook himself out of his reverie and watched her return with her steno pad. She looked as good from the front as she did from the rear. Her full, softly rounded tits bounced as she walked and her curved hips swayed in an unspoken promise that sent the blood rushing faster to his prick.
A luscious beauty of twenty or so, with soft skin and thick, honey-colored hair, she had the most stunning legs. Her dress rode up as she sat and crossed her legs, and he caught a glimpse of smooth thighs that prodded his imagination into wild contemplations.
He pictured her stretched out on the bed in all her naked glory, playing with her pussy while she waited for him to mount her. He saw his naked body between those long, gorgeous legs, his unrestrained cock driving into her young cunt and bouncing her pretty ass on the bed. His cock got harder and his face became flushed.
"Are you okay, Mr. Palmer?" Your face looks so flushed and you seem so far away this morning."
"Oh, uh, yes, Karen, I'm okay. I was just thinking about something very private."
"It must have been nice," she giggled. "I wish a man would think of me that way."
"Oh? Why do you assume I was thinking about a woman?"
"Oh, just a hunch. If you weren't, you certainly should have been. You and Mrs. Palmer aren't having any trouble are you? Excuse me for asking. I know that's very personal and we're only office friends, but I do care for you and don't want you to be unhappy."
"Uh, no, Karen, we aren't having trouble. Quite the contrary."
His imagination ran away with him again. Maggie and Karen were in bed with him. And more extravagantly, they were pressing their naked bodies together, their big tits flattened against each other, their legs entwined, their hips jerking anxiously as they rubbed pussies and caressed each other all over.
His face was really flaming and his cock was trying to tear a hole in his pants. He was glad he was sitting behind a desk so Karen couldn't see his predicament. Her comments weren't helping. And she proceeded to make matters worse.
"I'm almost jealous of your wife. She must be very good to deserve such a wonderful man, and to make him think about her this way several hours later."
She said good, not special. He looked at her in astonishment. She had never been so candid with him. What the hell was going on? Maggie the night before last, and now Karen today! Was something in the water making them coincidentally open up and behave so out of character?
Karen sat with her pencil poised over her pad, looking at him with wide blue eyes, waiting, giving the impression that she hadn't said anything out of the ordinary.
"Ready, Karen?
"Ready, Mr. Palmer."
David sighed and tried to collect his thoughts. "Relax. Call me David."
"I can call you David, but I can't relax in the office." She giggled, a little coyly.
He leaned back in his chair. "How do you relax, Karen? What do you do when you're not at work?"
Her eyes brightened and her aura increased tenfold. "Well, I drink a little. I dance. I read. And some other very enjoyable things, David." She grinned, again a little coyly.
David grinned. "What kind of 'other' things?"
She shifted in her chair and her dress rode up higher, giving him a better look at her fantastic thighs. "Well, things like you and Mrs. Palmer probably do all the time. I enjoy doing unusual things."
David nodded and began dictating a letter, studying the smooth line of her leg and thigh, sensing she would be tight and probably a wildcat in bed. When the first letter was completed, he paused, looked out the window and said, "I just can't seem to concentrate today, Karen. A conversation I had with Maggie last night has my mind all messed up. And you're so damned beautiful I can't keep my mind on my work."
Karen smiled, tossing her wealth of hair. "Well, thank you, kind sir. If you want, we can leave this until later. I hope this conversation with Mrs. Palmer, Maggie, wasn't something bad."
"Oh, no, nothing like that. It's just something I have to think about and try to figure out what's going on. Why don't we leave this until later?"
He turned around and stared out the window again, thinking about Maggie. She had changed, suddenly. The change confused him, but it also pleased him. He felt sure they would soon invite another woman to bed with them. If he was really lucky, Maggie and the other woman would even make it with each other. Perhaps she would want him and another man at the same time. He had no problem with that. Provided he helped pick the man. like Maggie, he didn't want someone who would try to take advantage of the situation, or try to horn in where he wasn't wanted.
He spun his chair around and strode purposefully into the outer office. "Karen, would you have dinner with me tonight? Maggie went to visit her mother and she told me to get out and have a little fun while she's gone."
Karen beamed. "I'd love to, David. But why don't you come over to my place and let me cook dinner for you?"
"Don't misunderstand me, Karen. I'm not trying to get something permanent started."
Karen smiled sweetly. "I never thought you were, David. I'm not going to interfere with you and your wife. I like you and would like to spend some time with you. That's all. In fact, I would like to get to know Maggie better. We just might get to be good friends."
He thought he detected a hidden meaning in the way she said friends. Did Maggie know something about his secretary he didn't know? "I'll see if I can arrange something when Maggie gets back. What time?"
"Seven-thirty. You have the address."
David brought two bottles of wine, a red and a white, both good quality. Karen's private persona was totally un-like her office persona. She was witty, charming, and so damned sexy his cock started aching the moment he walked in the door. She served an excellent stuffed chicken breast and the white wine by candlelight, and he knew the best restaurant couldn't have done better.
When they finished eating, Karen said, "I could have catered to the meat-eating side of your character, David, but I'm more energetic after a light meal."
David smiled, sure the evening was going to be very interesting. "The chicken was excellent, Karen. You're a very good cook."
"I have my domestic side. For the right person. Shall we have our coffee and cognac in the living room?"
The living room felt snug and seductive. Soft music came from the stereo. A lamp burned at each end of the couch, leaving the rest of the room in shadow. David sat in a comfortable chair facing Karen's chair, enjoying the serenity and her company.
"I hope Maggie's trip wasn't an emergency," Karen said.
"No. Her annual visit."
"Then I'm not sorry she went," she said softly. "I like having you here with me. Even if it is for only one night."
"Maybe we can work something out if you'd like. Maggie knows I'm here. She suggested I have dinner with you. She thinks you're probably a.. .she thought I would enjoy your company."
"She thinks I'm probably a what?"
David drank the last of his cognac and hesitated, then decided telling Karen what Maggie had said was a perfect way to find out which way the wind was going to blow.
"She thinks you're probably a very good piece of ass. Her words. Please don't take offense. With her or me."
"Your wife is very perceptive," Karen said, her voice husky. "And very understanding." She stood and left the room.
David waited apprehensively, wondering if he'd put his foot in it by telling her what Maggie had said. He wished he could read a woman's reaction better!
Karen returned and stood a few feet from David, her body silhouetted by one of the table lamps. "Will you tell Maggie that you fucked me, David?" She shrugged her shoulders and her robe fell to the floor. The dim light played on the soft curves of her naked body. "Will you tell her if I'm a good piece of ass?"
"Do you want me to tell her?"
"Yes. I want you to spend the whole night fucking me, then tell her if she made a good choice. Maybe she'll let me have you again once in a while."
David swallowed hard, his mind racing. This will be the first time I've fucked another woman since I married Maggie. And she's so young! "Karen, I've never asked. How old are you?"
"Worried that I'm jail bait, David?" she chuckled. "I'm nineteen. And I'm not a virgin. I hope you weren't expecting me to be."
Only nineteen! Wow! He was only thirty, but the prospect of fucking a nineteen-year-old woman made him feel like an old man. "No, I didn't expect you to be a virgin, Karen. You indicated you weren't during our little talk this morning."
She sat on his lap and put her arms around his neck. "Have you fucked anyone else since you married?"
"You're the first."
"Maggie did me a great honor by choosing me. I'll have to send her a thank-you note. And maybe give her a special gift. A gift that only a woman can give another woman." She arched her back and put a nipple against his lips. "Take me, darling," she murmured as he suckled her fat nipple. "Fuck me as much as you wish. Any way you wish. I'll be your wife for the night. I know how to do just about anything you can think of, and I love to do it all."
He caressed her bare back tenderly. Her skin had the downy softness of youth-supple, velvety and warm to the touch. The muscles in her back trembled with eager anticipation as she pressed against him. Her warm breath wafted gently over his face. One hand continued to roam urgently, feeling her lithe young body greedily.
He put one hand on her luscious ass and one hand between her legs and caressed her plump pussy mound. He touched the nest of pubic hair with the tips of his fingers and ran one finger into the deep cleft between her buttocks. She opened her thighs wider, giving him more room to feel her up, and pressed her pussy against his hand as he fondled the tender flesh of her hairy mound.
A soft cry of excitement and joy bubbled from her throat as she tightened her arms around his neck and lowered her lips to his. Her mouth opened wide.
She sucked and nibbled avidly at his tongue, her lively lips damp and feverish and pliant against his.
Her tongue wriggled against his, wrapped around it, caressed it. She searched and probed the inside of his mouth and the edges of his teeth. His mind reeled under the impact of the voracious need for her body that ran rampant within him.
He couldn't move his hands over her rapidly enough to satisfy himself. He wanted to touch her all over at once, to have his roving hands every place at the same time. Her reaction to his caresses stimulated his keen desire. Her firm young body trembled with excitement. Whimpers bubbled from her throat.
"Tell me that you like me, darling," she breathed against his lips. "Tell me that my body doesn't disappoint you."
"I like you very much," he whispered hoarsely, teasing her clit with the tip of his finger. "Your body is fantastic, just as I knew it would be-a sight for sore eyes to a lecherous old man."
"You're not an old man." She chuckled, deep in her throat, a sound so sexy it sent shivers down his spine. "But I'm glad you're a lecher. Fucking someone who appreciates me is a lot more fun." She squirmed her ass over his rigid prick and chuckled again. "And, unless I'm badly mistaken, you appreciate me very much."
"I want to show you just how much I appreciate you."
"Then take off your clothes, darling. Let me see what's trying to poke another hole in my ass. Then you can do anything you want with me. I want you to do everything with me! You can fuck my cunt, my ass, my mouth, cum all over my face and tits. Anything! I love it all!"
Her words excited him beyond belief. His clumsy fingers fought with the buttons of his shirt. She slid off his lap and knelt in front of him. She removed his shoes and socks, then long, nimble fingers went to work on his pants as he struggled out of his shirt. She yanked his pants and shorts down together and threw them aside.
His hefty cock reared out of his lap like a rampant charger. She pushed his legs apart and moved up closer. She caressed the head of his cock with the palm of one hand as her other hand gripped his thick shaft and stroked it slowly.
"Gorgeous cock," she whispered, her voice hoarse with ardor. She opened her mouth wide, let his cockhead slip between her lips and sucked it avidly as she curled her tongue around it. Lifting her head, she continued to stroke the shaft as she rubbed his knob over both cheeks. "Maggie is a lucky woman to have such a magnificent cock to ride."
He slid out of the chair and pushed her onto her back. He flopped on his belly between her gorgeous gams and buried his face in her succulent gash. The heady taste of her delectable young honey pot filled his mouth as he lapped at her with long strokes of his tongue and probed the tip of his finger into the tender recesses of her sopping hole.
A wail of exhilaration burst from her lips. She turned onto her side and wriggled around in reverse to him. She clutched the fat stem of his cock and began to lick the head impetuously. She lifted her upper leg, put it over his shoulder and curled her cunt up to his mouth. She sighed and gurgled happily as she lapped at the head of his cock, licking around it, pulling at it with her lips. Then she took the swollen bulb into her mouth and began to suck lovingly as she slowly swallowed his shaft.
He cupped her buttocks and held her humid gash tight to his mouth. The tip of his tongue bored into her sopping hole. Her hips began to undulate as he fucked her with his tongue, stabbing it into her slippery depths rapidly, savoring her sweet cunt nectar.
She swallowed his whole prick with ease. Fiery sensations engulfed him as her eager mouth drove him toward a gut-wrenching orgasm. The awareness of her voluptuous young body writhing and trembling against him magnified the sensations from his cock. The taste, the feel of her hot, tight pussy around his tongue made his sensations soar even higher. Pulling his tongue out of her luscious hole, he began to lash her clit. Suddenly, he reached the point of no return. He had to get away from the vacuum in her throat or surrender his load. Reluctantly, he pushed her away.
"Oh, darling, aren't you going to let me suck you off?" she whimpered. "I want you to cum in my mouth and let me eat your cum."
He rolled her onto her back and got on his knees between her legs. "God, I can't wait, baby," he growled. "I've got to fuck you! Got to feel your cunt around my cock."
"Okay, darling, okay," she whispered as she spread her thighs wide. "I'll eat your cum after a while. We have all night and I know lots of ways to keep your beautiful cock hard." She rubbed both hands over her pussy and sighed. "There's my hot cunt, darling. Get it. Get all of it you want. Put your cock in me, darling! Fuck me good!"
She spread the lips of her cunt as he guided the head of his cock to its target. The tip of his prick eased into her hole. She tossed her ass up and down and moaned deep in her chest as he pushed forward. She threw her legs over his shoulders and wriggled rapturously on the head of his cock.
He groaned and shuddered as ecstatic sensations raced through his body. Her channel was so tight he had to wiggle his cock around in a tight circular motion to loosen her. She gyrated her hips impatiently and thrust her cunt at him.
He bucked his hips cautiously, inching his cock deeper and deeper into her. Completely aroused, she abruptly relaxed and became utterly receptive. As they wriggled in unison, her tight, slick tunnel opened and his cock slid in smoothly, probing deeper into her with each thrust. She said she fucked a lot, but amazingly, her cunt felt so small and tight.
Fucking such an innocent-looking, sexually adept young woman thrilled him to the core. Her overdeveloped, youthful body was a vision of erotic delight. Her large tits jiggled gently as she wriggled. Tremors of marvel flickered over her beautiful face. She looked up at him through adoring, half-closed eyes, a smile of ecstasy caressing her lush lips.
"Give me all of your cock, darling. Shove it all in me."
Her body bounced from the force of his thrusts as he began to hammer his cock in and out of her. Her tits danced an erotic tango on her chest. Her lithe body writhed and twisted and bucked as she matched his rhythm and fucked with him. He wrapped his arms around her legs and began to lever his hips back and forth rapidly. His heavy balls smacked into her upturned ass as he pounded her pussy with the full length of his cock.
"Oh, darling, you're getting my cunt so good," she moaned, her face twisting with emotion, her breath coming in gasps. "I'm getting there, darling. God, your cock feels wonderful, darling. So fucking good. Oh, darling, you're a magnificent fucker. Fuck me a little faster. Yes, yes, darling, that's the way. Now, darling, now!"
She began to undulate her hips faster, throwing her pussy up at him, taking all the cock he could give her. She squealed with fulfillment and began to buck wildly as her orgasm washed over her.
He fucked her furiously and his own orgasm suddenly became an inexorable force, lifting him, enveloping him in a cloud of enchantment. He thrust his hands under her ass, dug his fingers into her firm buttocks and speared his prick into her with a flurry of motion. Her entire body shook from the force of his frantic jabs. Stormy, careening sensations possessed him. Cum began to spurt from his cock.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"I can feel your cum squirting in my cunt, darling!" Karen wailed. "God, your cock feels so fucking big! Fuck me, darling! Fuck me good! I'm going to cum again!"
She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, and began swinging her hips from side to side and up and down rapidly. She had another wailing orgasm and sucked the last drop of cum from him before his cock changed from a bar of steel to a piece of limp rubber.
She kept her legs locked around his waist as they rolled onto their side. His cock still slipped out of her cunt, but she liked the way it felt nestled against her cunt lips. He sighed contentedly. She was warm and fragrant. The enticing aroma of her healthy young body filled his nostrils as he toyed with one of her fat nipples with the tip of his tongue.
Karen wiggled her hips to rub his cock against her pussy and kissed David on the lips. "Thank you for a wonderful fuck, darling."
"You're welcome, dear," David replied. "But I should be thanking you. You are a terrific piece of ass."
"Just as Maggie predicted," she chuckled. "You must keep her very happy with your gifted tongue and marvelous cock."
"You keep mentioning her. Why?"
"Because I'm a woman, darling, and I like for my sisters to be happy. Good fucking isn't the only thing that makes a woman happy, but it's a damn good start. A bad fuck can ruin a girl's whole week." She shivered and giggled. "God, I can't imagine putting up with night after night after night of bad fucking."
"I'm glad I don't disappoint you."
"Far from it!" she exclaimed. She wiggled her hips again and the head of his big prick pushed between her pussy lips. She continued to wiggle and felt his cock begin to grow. "How about an encore?" she asked sweetly, squeezing his half-hard tool between her thighs. "I'm still turned on."
"Yeah, I can feel your motor running," he teased. "I can't think of anything I would rather do than fuck you again."
"And again and again," she giggled. "We'd better go in my bedroom. My roommates will be home soon."
"Okay. Don't want to embarrass you."
"Oh, I don't care if they watch me fuck. But they would want some of your cock, and I'm not going to share with them tonight. I'm selfish, David. I share the average cocks with them, but I keep the best for myself. And believe me, darling, you're the absolute best!"
She released her leg lock and let him roll away. He got to his feet and helped her up. She held onto his hand and started toward her bedroom.
"What about our clothes?"
"Leave them," she replied. "That way, they'll know I have company and won't come barging in to tell me about the average cock they got tonight."
She pushed him onto the bed and tumbled in after him. She scooted up to him with her back against his stomach, pulled his arms around her and put his hands on her tits.
"I like your tits," he said softly. "They're so firm and springy. Nice big fat nipples, too."
"I like your hands on them." She put one foot on the bed and opened her legs wide with her knee in the air. "If your lips were longer, you could suck them."
"If my lips were that long, they'd hang down to my knees," he laughed.
"like your gorgeous cock," she giggled. She cupped his balls and pressed them against her ass. "Maggie's tits are at least as big as mine. Are her nipples as fat as mine?"
He pinched one of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. "Yep. At least."
"Fat nipples are more fun to suck." She grasped his partially erect prick and drug it back and forth across the damp, warm crack of her cunt. Working her hips back and forth, she pressed his cock deeper into her gash and began to slide her hand up and down the shaft. "Mmmmmm, your cock is getting harder," she murmured.
"You have magic in your hands."
"Mmmmm, in my mouth and cunt, too." She groped with his cockhead, opened her pussy lips, then stuffed the big knob into her tight pussy. A wide smile spread across her face and she sighed with satisfaction. "Now it will get hard a lot faster. I like to have your cock in my cunt, darling." She cupped his balls, pulled them up against his cock and began to wiggle her hips. "Yeah, I can feel it growing. Do you fuck Maggie in the ass, darling?"
"No. She mentioned it once, but we've never tried it."
"Have you ever had your cock up any girl's ass?"
"I tried it once. It didn't work. She said my cock was too big and made me stop."
"Yes, I can see why she would. Would you like to fuck me in the ass?"
"Can you take me there?"
"Of course I can, darling. And you'll love it. My ass is tighter than my cunt. But you must promise you won't pussyfoot around, or go wobbly on me. I want you to fuck my ass the way you fucked my pussy. Okay?"
"Okay. But you promise to tell me if I hurt you."
"If you prepare me properly, you won't hurt me, darling. I might be tender on the outside, but I'm tough on the inside. You won't be the first one to fuck my ass, or the biggest." She reached over to the bed table and got an accordion-shaped bottle of lubricant equipped with a long nipple applicator. She handed it to him and turned her ass up in the air. "Just stick the applicator in my ass and squirt me full, then put some on your cock."
He primed her asshole and coated his cock with the slippery goo, then got on his knees behind her. She reached back with both hands and spread her buttocks. He put the tip of his dick against her tightly puckered asshole and slowly pressed forward.
"Go slow at first, darling," she said. "But when I tell you to give it to me, really ram your cock into me. Okay?"
"Okay, baby, whatever you say."
His cockhead entered her back door and she murmured softly. "Aaahhh, it feels fine, darling. Give me a little more now. That's it, nice and slow. Good. Now a little more, darling. Give me more, dammit! You said you wouldn't hesitate. Aaahhh, yes, that's it. Now, give me all of it, darling. Let me feel your cock hair on the bottom of my ass."
He crouched over her shapely ass and buried his cock in her gorgeous body. The feel of his cock sliding into her tight anus sent wild sensations tearing through him. The idea of such a beautiful young woman giving him her tender ass to fuck boggled his mind.
She writhed and murmured, twisted her ass from side to side and began to rock back and forth. "Ohhh, yesss, darling! Ohhh, your cock feels good! Now fuck me, darling. Fuck my ass hard!"
He began to pump her ass with fierce jabs and his emotions suddenly careened out of control. He grit his teeth and fought back the urge to dump his load then and there. "God, you weren't kidding about your ass being tight," he muttered.
"Do you like it, darling?"
"God, I love it!" He grabbed her hips and continued to plunge his prick into her rear. "Never felt anything like it."
She put her head down on one arm, stuck her hand between her legs, and began to diddle her clit. "Your cock really fills my tight little asshole. You're fucking me just the way I like. I want your cum up my ass, darling." She caught her breath and shuddered. "Bang my ass hard, darling! I'm going to cum!"
She screamed as her climax started and quickly began to finger her clit as fast as she could, striving for a double orgasm. He drove his cock into her relentlessly, his belly slamming against her buttocks as he plowed her ass. She thrust back at him as she triggered the second orgasm in her clit.
He slammed into her so hard he nearly knocked her off her knees as his own orgasm started. Cum gushed into her guts in thick gobs. He lunged into her again and again.
She rocked back and forth, met him move for move, taking everything he could give her and reaching for more. He hit her with another powerful lunge and knocked her forward. He rode her down to the bed and continued to pound his cock into her, driving his cum into the depths of her accommodating body.
"God, darling, that was a fantastic fuck!" she said. "You gave it to me just the way I wanted it." She felt him move and said quickly, "Stay there. I like the feel of your cock in my ass."
"I'll mash you."
"I can take your weight for a few minutes, darling. You've only seen me at the office. Now that you've seen all of me, you won't think of me as just another piece of office equipment."
"No, I'll think of you as a fantastic piece of ass," he quipped. "But don't worry. I won't cross the line at the office. I never mix business with pleasure."
"Hmmm, maybe I'll ask Maggie if you can take me to lunch once in a while." She wiggled under him. "Better let me up, darling. I feel your cum dribbling down my pussy and I hate to sleep in the wet spot."
She took him into the bathroom and tenderly washed and dried his cock. Then she looked at herself and giggled. "God, you really filled my cunt and ass, darling. Look at me." His cum was spread all over her ass, cunt and thighs. "I hate to remove it, but I want to start fresh. A quick PTA, and I'll be ready to go again."
"What the hell is a PTA?" he asked.
"Pussy, tits, and ass, darling," she giggled.
She didn't ask him to leave, so he didn't. She seemed totally unconcerned that he closed the lid on the stool and sat down. Watching her perform such an intimate act made him feel especially close to her. She finished her ablution, wiped the water off the sink, hung up the wash cloth and towel, then took his hand and led him back to the bedroom.
"My chair isn't as comfortable as the ones in the living room, but it's comfortable enough." She sat him down, knelt between his legs and stretched up to kiss him. "You fucked my pussy and my ass so well, darling. Now I'm going to do something I want." She kissed his chest, nipped his nipples, kissed his belly button, then licked his limp cock. "A cock in my mouth gives me a feeling I can't describe. Sucking pussy is fun, too, but my favorite is cock. Not that I prefer cocksucking to fucking, you understand."
So, you are bisexual. Wonder how hard it will be to get you and Maggie into a threesome. Not that I'll have any trouble with you. Maggie might be the problem. She might freak out if a woman went down on her.
"Do you suck pussy very often?"
"Yes. When my roommates and I don't have dates, or we wind up with a dud, we lick a little clit. Just so we can sleep well."
"One of the best tranquilizers I know," he said. "I want to eat your pussy while you suck my cock. Can we do a 69?"
"No, darling. This is my treat. You can eat my pussy again later, while we wait for your cock to get hard again."
David groaned inwardly. He was in for a long, arduous night. He wondered if Maggie had any idea what he went through to please her. She didn't want him so desperate he would pop the moment he touched her. Hell, he might be so drained he wouldn't even be able to get it up! Ah, well, anything for marital harmony.
Karen lifted his limp cock and kissed the shaft from the base to the tip. Then she reversed course and licked the big organ all over. By the time she reached the knob again, it had begun to swell. The tip of her pink tongue flicked out and swiped across the slit, then she began to swallow him. He groaned as her moist, hot lips engulfed his cockhead. Her teeth grazed the underside of his shaft as she went down until his cock hair was tickling her lips. To no one's surprise, his prick expanded and began to pulsate.
She cupped his balls with cherishing hands, fondled them, rolled them gently. She slid her middle finger into the crack of his ass as her head began to bob up and down. When she reached the top, she let her tongue tickle quickly over the glans and trace the ridge at the base of the knob. With an audible slurp, she sucked the head back into her mouth and repeated the process.
The combination of her mouth and hands drove him rapidly toward orgasm. He caressed her head and her cheeks and began to hunch. She slipped her finger all the way into his asshole, rubbed his prostate gland, and he came instantly.
Gluts of thick, hot cum splattered down her throat. Bobbing her head rapidly up and down and gobbling noisily, she drained every drop of his sticky sperm and swallowed it avidly. She let his limp prick slip out of her mouth and sat back on her heels.
"Tasty," she said, smacking her lips. "You gave me a good mouthful. Now you have a choice. Do you want to drink some more coffee and brandy, or would you rather drink the juice from my pussy?"
As David expected, it was a long night. But he was up to the task.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Maggie left for home tired, but happy. Very happy. She had never cum as much as she did with her mother and Celeste.
She took a late afternoon flight home so David wouldn't have to go back to the office after he picked her up at the airport. She craved his cock. Fucking women was fun, and she would do it again as often as she could, but nothing compared to David's nice big cock boring into her and reaming her pussy.
She had started opening up her life, exploring the full extent of her sexuality, learning to be insatiable, before she left for her visit. Her mother and Celeste helped her open the door a little wider. She would open it still wider in the next few days. Then her mother and Celeste would visit, and she would open the door all the way.
Now, all I have to do is let David know I like pussy. Wonder how he will react. Will he freak out, call me perverted, and tell me he can't live with a bisexual woman? Then again, maybe not. He showed an unmistakable spark of interest when I asked if he ever thought about having two women in bed with him at the same time. I think he wants to have me and another woman at the same time.
The only problem is, we didn't talk about it, so I don't know if he would want us to make it. Would it turn him off to see me with my head between another woman's legs, eating her pussy? Mother said some men got turned on watching women get it on with each other. Most men, in fact, if they're honest enough to admit it. I think David is one of those men. The only way to find out was to try it and see.
God, I hope I'm not wrong! I can't imagine life without him.
So, assuming he wants a threesome with another woman, who shall I invite? Have to be sure he-likes her. I want it to be a surprise, so I can't ask him. I know he-likes Sheila. I wasn't too sure until she jacked him off. He really went for that. I could tell he wanted to fuck her. She also-likes pussy, so she's the most-likely one. I could ask Karen, but I don't know if she's bi. I'm sure he's already fucked her anyway, and I want him to have someone new.
I also want him to fuck me in the ass. Mother and Celeste take it up the ass regularly and like the variety. Celeste wanted to fuck me up the ass with her strap-on dildo. She seemed so disappointed when I told her no, but I'm saving that honor for my husband. David has a whole bunch of surprises in store for him. If only he-likes them as well as I hope, we're going to have loads of fun in the future.
David was waiting for her when she entered the terminal. She ran to him and threw herself into his arms.
"Welcome home, darling." He gave her a big kiss, oblivious to the crowd. "I missed you."
His public demonstration surprised her. He had never been so openly loving. "I missed you, too, darling," she said. "I'm famished!"
He gave her a funny look. What did food have to do with missing each other? "Didn't you eat on the plane?"
"It's only a one hour flight, darling. But I'm hungry for your nice big cock, not food," she said with a great big grin.
David heard a chuckle behind him. He looked over his shoulder, directly into the eyes of an elegantly dressed, attractive woman. Obviously, she heard Maggie's salacious comment. She smiled and winked. He shrugged and turned back to his mischievous wife.
"Damn, you really have broken out of your shell, haven't you? Well, you can't have it here."
The woman walked by and said quietly, "Sounds like you're in for a busy night. Better stop on the way home and get a dozen raw oysters."
Maggie giggled. "Did I say something wrong, darling? I was just being honest."
"Let's get your bag and get out of here."
"Yeah, this place is too crowded for me to take your lovely cock out and kiss it hello," deliberately being ornery, making no effort to keep her voice down.
"Damn, you're really feeling your oats, aren't you? What if someone else hears you carrying on that way?"
Maggie snorted. "Polite people don't eavesdrop on private conversations."
When they reached the baggage claim area, the woman who had overheard Maggie was already there. She gave Maggie a wink and said, "Go for it, girl! I hope he gives you all you can handle."
Maggie grinned. "Oh, he always does," she quipped.
David claimed Maggie's bag and hustled her out of the terminal before she started a riot. In the car, he hugged her and gave her another kiss.
"I really missed you, baby."
She ran her hand over the front of his pants. "Yeah, feels like you did. Didn't you take my advice and give it some exercise? If you did, it sure didn't hurt my welcome home."
His guilty look confirmed that he had given his cock some exercise. Well, that was all right. She had given her pussy some exercise, too. Even though it was with other women.
David pulled out of the parking space and drove toward the exit. She continued to rub his cock through his pants, making it thicken and stiffen. A sudden desire to touch his bare prick, she tugged his zipper down and stuck her hand in his pants.
"You're going to get us in trouble," he warned. "That woman in the booth is going to see what you're doing."
"So what?" She dug his cock out into the open and began to stroke it lovingly. "You don't really mind if another woman sees your gorgeous cock, do you? You let Sheila jack you off."
"You set me up," he muttered.
"And you loved it. You squirted so hard, I thought your cum was going to hit the ceiling."
"You're impossible."
"Not if you keep me well fucked," she quipped. "Keep me happy, and I'll give you anything you want."
David stopped at the booth and handed over the parking ticket and the money.
The woman looked at his cock and said, "Wow! Aren't you lucky?" She didn't specify who she meant.
Maggie couldn't help herself. She leaned over and planted a wet smooch on the head of his cock.
"And I have to work late tonight," the woman complained as she handed David his change.
David pulled into the street and said, "You imp, you're trying to get us arrested."
"I'm just playing with your cock, darling," she said innocently.
"You know what I'm talking about, you witch! You sure have changed. It takes some getting used to."
"Well, we'll never see those people again, darling. Even if we did, both of those women might like to join us for a little fun. Wouldn't you like that?"
Her voice had a hint of levity. He wished he knew women better so he could tell if she was kidding. He decided the safest course was not to reply. His silence didn't get him off the hook, however.
"Sooner or later, darling, we are going to talk more about that question and you have to give me a definite answer. For the time being, however, tilt the steering wheel out of the way."
"What are you up to now?" He tilted the wheel and watched her out of the corner of his eye.
She leaned over and rubbed the tip of his cock over her lips. She stroked his thickening shaft. . .moaned softly as his prick grew. . .curled her tongue around the head and let her desire take hold of her mind.
She kissed his prick gently, lovingly, then more compulsively. Holding a real live, pulsating prick felt so damn good! Her excited kisses trailed along the side of his prick as it continued to stiffen. He moaned and tightened his grip on the steering wheel.
She tongued the head of his cock lavishly, then let it slide between her lips. The slick, taut feel of the big knob against the soft inner flesh of her mouth made her moan louder. Her tongue washed his cockhead avidly as she cherished the sensation of again having a mouthful of cock meat.
She lowered her head slowly and felt the steering wheel graze her ear. The big cock cylinder stuffing her mouth quivered with increased vigor as she abruptly consumed it with one lunge. The tip of his cock hit the back of her throat. She swallowed, relaxed her throat, steadily opened her esophagus and took the whole length into her mouth. Her nose rested in his cock hair when she stopped swallowing.
David recalled the way Karen swallowed his whole cock and wondered how many men knew two women who could deep-throat them. It felt as if his wife wanted to devour him, one piece at a time, starting with his cock. Her mouth felt like pure bliss and he found it difficult to concentrate on his driving. He slowed and drove carefully.
Maggie began to pump her mouth up and down his shaft more fervently. Each time she reached the top of her stroke, her tongue swiped across the head of his cock. Again, he remembered the way Karen sucked his cock. Their style was so similar, he wondered if they went to the same school. Maggie gurgled happily as her head bounced up and down and she rapidly sucked him into a frenzy.
David experienced a wild, strange feeling. Strapped in behind the steering wheel and forced to pay attention to his driving, he could only hold on and ride out the storm in his loins. Maggie continually made a noise that sounded like a soft mantra. The sound tickled along her tongue and around the prick, urging him to cum, to fill her mouth. He saw no reason to resist.
He didn't know how he kept control of the car as his lower body humped up and down, driving his cock into his wife's face. He groaned loudly and released his hot sperm into her busy mouth. She gurgled and gulped and swallowed the sticky fluid as if sucking his essence from the very bottom of his core.
"Ooohhh, God!" he moaned. His whole body shook as his lovely wife gently sucked the last drop of cum from his deflating dong. "My God, woman, you almost wrecked us."
"No, I merely sucked you off, darling," she said sweetly. "You're driving the car."
"Aaahhh, that was good, baby. You were hungry."
"I still am. That was just a little appetizer. I want more, a lot more, when we get home."
"Aren't you lucky. I cancelled a meeting I had scheduled for late today so I could stay home with you. Did you enjoy your visit? How is Abigail?"
A great piece of ass! Wild enough to melt your shorts, darling. "Fine. She and Celeste are living together now."
"Well, they'll be good company for each other. Did they show you around? Did you see any interesting sights?"
How about my mother's hairy pussy and Celeste's nude pussy up close? I thought they were very interesting. "A few. Summer in the flatlands is so hot, we didn't get out much during the day." We sure got off at night, though!
"Do anything unusual?"
"Oh, I don't know. What can three women do that's unusual?" How about sucking pussy and fucking my mother and Celeste with a strap-on dildo? Or comparing clits and rubbing pussies and finger-fucking each other? Or mashing our tits together, squirming together in a pile of naked female flesh? Or sitting in a circle on the living room floor and jacking off for each other? Would you call any of that unusual, I wonder? If you had seen us wearing a big strap-on dildo, I think you would have thought that unusual. Do you have any idea how great I look with a cock, darling?
"Well, I can think of several things, but not when a woman visits her mother and aunt."
Oh, darling, if you only knew!
David pulled into their driveway. Maggie went in the house ahead of him and waited until he set her bag down. She snuggled into his arms and gave him a wet smooch, happy to feel his hard body against hers again.
"I love you, darling," she whispered. "It's good to be home again."
She turned away and walked into the living room. He followed her, turned her around and started unbuttoning her dress. She backed away from him and shook her head.
"Undress and sit down."
He cocked one eyebrow in question as he began to undress. "What gives?"
She unbuttoned her dress the rest of the way and shrugged it off her shoulders. "Did you take Karen to dinner?"
"No." He finished undressing, sat on the couch and watched her. "I asked her to dinner, but she offered to cook."
"A woman who knows what she wants and goes for it. What did she cook?"
"Stuffed chicken breast, wild rice pilaf and fresh asparagus with hollandaise sauce."
"Light, but nourishing. Did you take wine and flowers?"
"Wine. No flowers."
"Oh, darling, when a woman you want to fuck invites you for dinner, the least you can do is take flowers. I'll call the florist tomorrow and have them send her a dozen roses. Is she a good piece of ass?"
He shook his head, unable to understand her line of questioning, afraid she had some ulterior purpose in mind. "Come here," he said, patting the couch.
"No," she said firmly. "Answer me. I want to know if Karen is a good piece of ass."
"Maggie, darling, this isn't going to get us anywhere." He got up and reached for her, aching to get between her lovely thighs. "I want you."
"Sit down," she snapped. "I want an answer. Did you fuck her?"
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
David realized she wasn't going to relent until he said something to placate her. He hated to kiss and tell, but she had suggested he give his secretary a whirl, so she had prior knowledge in a way. Besides, telling his wife wasn't the same as bragging to his buddies about fucking a woman.
"We had dinner, we talked. She-likes you, thinks you're an exceptional woman. She wants to get to know you better." He paused for dramatic effect, waiting to see if she would say anything. When she didn't, he continued, "Her roommates came home, and I left."
"Darling, you can lie by omission as well as by commission," she said sweetly. She stood with her hands on her hips, wearing only panties and high heel summer sandals. "I was gone nearly a week, I called you especially to tell you to fuck her, and you dare tell me you didn't! If you didn't fuck her, you fucked somebody else. Who? Don't tell me you fucked Sheila after I asked you not to."
"What makes you think I fucked anyone?" he asked, his dander rising.
"Because, darling, you can't go one day withou a piece of ass, let alone a whole week! Did you jack off a lot."
"No."
"Then who do you think you're trying to fool? I'm your wife, darling, not some girl you just met. I know all about you." She put one hand inside her panties and took a step closer, just to tease him, enjoying herself immensely. She wanted to hear all the intimate details of his dalliance with Karen, get really turned on, before she let him fuck her. "Look at you! Sitting there with your cock sticking up so shamelessly, staring at me like some lecherous old man! How can you expect me to believe you when you look at me like you could eat me up?"
"That's exactly what I want to do," he said, fully frustrated, wondering why he got himself into such hopeless situations.
"You can't have me until you tell me the truth. The whole truth, and nothing but the truth. Every detail, with no equivocations."
"Maggie, what in the world has come over you? Why are you doing this?" he asked, truly puzzled. Her behavior was such a departure from usual. "Do the pod people have a garden in Abigail's back yard? Am I talking to a clone of my real wife?"
"I told you why. You're lying if you say you didn't fuck Karen. For God's sake, darling, I invited you to fuck her! I don't care how virtuous you think you are. How can you resist when your wife says she wants you to fuck another woman?"
He shook his head, still not convinced she wasn't trying to trap him into admitting something that would make her angry. "Maggie, darling.. . "
"Suit yourself. But if you don't tell me the truth, you can't fuck me. You know you want to. Look." She pushed her panties down around her thighs, baring her hairy mound. She tilted her crotch and ran her finger between the pouting lips of her pussy. Opened the gash and showed him some pink. "Doesn't that look good?"
"It looks wonderful."
"Don't you want to put your cock in my cunt? Or your tongue? Don't you like me any more? Didn't you like the way I sucked your cock in the car? Can you remember the last time we did anything exciting in the car?"
"Dammit, Maggie! Of course I like you and want you. I just don't understand the game you're playing."
Maggie smiled for the first time since she started badgering him. "Aha, you finally caught on, darling. It can be a fun game if you'll just play it with me."
"You're not angry with me? Not trying to trap me?" His voice showed his obvious relief.
"Of course not, darling! I told you, I'm trying to become insatiable. You have to be patient and let me do it my way, darling. You won't be sorry. I'll learn to fuck you the way you like." he eyed his cock as she continued to run her finger up and down her slit. He felt sure she would relent and sit on his cock. Instead, she pushed her panties off and sat on the far end of the couch, leaned back against the arm and spread her legs. She crooked her finger at him and smiled.
"Come over here and finger-fuck me, darling. Give me two fingers."
He slid over and leaned down to kiss her pussy. She pushed his head away and pulled his hand into her crotch. He stuck two fingers in her sopping hole and she bucked at his hand.
"God!" she sighed. "Don't rush, darling. Bring me up slowly. Get me all worked up before you fuck me." She caressed his cheek with one hand and smiled. "You fucked Karen, didn't you?"
Preoccupied by her uncustomary behavior, he didn't think to ask if she had fucked another man while at her mother's. "Yes, I fucked her. Just as you asked."
"Tell me about her. I truly want to hear every juicy, intimate little detail. It excites me. I want to be very excited. Did you fuck her more than once?"
Hoping he wasn't making the biggest mistake of his life, he said, "Yes. The first night, we fucked four or five times. And she sucked me off and I fucked her in the ass."
"God, that must have been exciting!" She began to brazenly play with her clit while he finger-fucked her. "Did you eat her pussy?" Her hips began to hunch slowly.
"Yes. Two or three times."
"Does her pussy taste good?" She scooted toward him and began to buck her cunt at his hand.
"Yes. Very good."
"I'm coming up, darling." Her hips began to undulate a little faster. "You said the first night. How many nights?"
"Three."
"Good for you. Did you satisfy her every time?"
"Well, I think so. She kept saying I'm a good lover, that she loved the way I fucked her, that my cock is gorgeous, and I don't think she could fake it that well."
"You are a good lover, darling. Where did you fuck her? In the living room?"
"We started out in the living room the first night, then moved to her bedroom before he roommates came home. The other two nights we fucked in her bedroom. She said she shared average cocks with her roommates, but didn't want to share me with them."
"I don't blame her, but you didn't get to live out your fantasy." She hunched his hand real hard and whispered, "I'm going to cum, darling. Do you want to finish me, or watch me do it?"
Does she expect me to get a threesome with two other women? Is she still too inhibited to invite another woman to join us? Is that why she encouraged me to fuck Karen?
"I want to watch you do it."
"Okay, darling," she whispered. "I like to cum for you. You sit over there and watch. Do you want me to do anything special?"
"Finger-fuck yourself while you play with your clit."
He took his fingers out of her cunt and sat back, staring at the thick, heavy lips of her lovely snatch peeking through her dense red bush. This is a repeat of the night before she went to visit her mother. She surprised me by doing it once, and now I'm even more surprised that she's doing it again.
She peered into her crotch as she pulled several long strands of her muff way out, combed them down with her fingers, then ran a finger through her slit. She looked up at him, smiled, and ran the tip of her tongue over her lush red lips.
"You want to make a truly hot woman of me, don't you, darling?" she said softly as she continued to run her finger up and down her slit. "Want me to do all sorts of audacious, kinky things. Do you really want your wife to be a brazen hussy?"
David stared at her without speaking. Suddenly, his throat was bone dry and the muscles were stretched as tight as a bow string with nervous anticipation. Staring directly into his eyes, Maggie opened her legs wider and slipped a second finger into her squishy slit.
Could he keep up with the unrestrained woman she was becoming? Could he alone keep her satisfied and still have the strength to earn a living? And speaking of changing, where had she learned to be so uninhibited?
"The way you make me carry on is simply shocking," she whispered. Her fingers continued to slide up and down her steamy slit. "Just look at what I have to do for you! Next you'll bring another woman to bed with us, maybe even a young woman like Karen, and I'll have to watch you fuck her. You'll probably even want us to make it with each other so your cock will get like an iron bar and you can fuck both of us. I'll have to agree, of course. You won't let me say no.
"Then you'll bring another man home and make me suck your cock while he fucks me, then suck his cock while you fuck me. God knows what will happen after you make me do all those kinky things. Probably an orgy, with lots of people fucking each other all over the place. Women licking pussy and sucking any cock stuck in their face and letting men fuck them in the ass. That's what you really want, isn't it?"
She slipped both fingers into her hole and captured her clit between two fingers of her other hand. "Is this the way you want me to finger-fuck myself?"
He nodded silently as she began pumping her fingers in and out of her slick channel. The squishy sounds they made assaulted his ears.
"I like to fuck myself with two fingers so it feels like your big cock," she whispered. "You won't let me say no to any of the things you'll ask me to do, will you? I'll just have to do them over and over and over, no matter what you ask."
Her fingers moved faster and faster, and her eyes began to glaze with lust. Her face became flushed. He knew she would cum soon. For the second time, his lovely wife was jacking off for him. And the things she was saying! She had to be reading his mind! He had thought about all those things, but never had the nerve to even allude to them, let alone discuss them. Was she merely rambling in the heat of passion, or was she sending him a message?
"Your cock is so hard, darling. Open your legs so I can look at it while I jack off. You like to watch me jack off, don't you? Do you like it when I go faster, like this?" Her hand began to move so fast it became a blur.
His cock stood up from his loins like a flagpole, fully erect and ready for action. He cupped his heavy balls and pulled at his prick as he watched her get herself off. Her fingers began to fly in and out of her twat. Her body shook and her eyes rolled back in her head as she mauled her clit and came. Her climax ebbed and her fingers slowed.
"Get over me and stick your big cock in my mouth, darling."
He straddled her, rubbed the tip of his cock over her lips, then stuck the head in her open mouth.
She accepted him with a sigh of pleasure. She lifted her head and jammed the head of his tool in her throat. She loved the deep penetration. She began to suck him with great vigor and nearly made him cum before he got a grip on himself. She had sucked him off on the way home and he wanted to save the next load for her pussy.
He looked over his shoulder and watched as she continued to finger-fuck herself furiously. Her body shook all over. He could feel the vibrations in her throat and mouth. Just when he thought he couldn't take any more of the vacuum action in her throat, she let her head fall to the arm of the couch.
"God, darling, I came so fucking hard," she whispered. "I'm getting much more liberated, aren't I? I liked sucking on your big cock while I jacked off. Back up, darling."
He slid backward and her legs flew open as if spring loaded. Smiling up at him, she said, "Now, my darling, fuck me at least as well as you fucked Karen."
Her body trembled all over again. The juice from her weeping pussy dribbled into the crack of her ass. Her swollen tits stood up like two small mountains on her chest. Her nipples were as hard as bullets. She could feel her clitoris standing up, bloated and sensitive, beckoning to him.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Blood pounded in David's veins. He loved his wife. No one knew him so well. No woman had 'ever turned him on as well or as fast. His prick actually ached to get into her sopping hole and feel the velvety, hot walls of her cunt caress him. He wished for the strength of Hercules so he could pound her beautiful ass right into the couch and make her cum so much she couldn't stand it.
"Come on, darling!" she hissed. "Hurry!" She held out her hands to him.
She nearly went wild when he rubbed the sappy, open maw of her cunt. He pulled her pussy lips out, then tickled her clit.
"Don't tease me, darling," she pleaded, staring at him with eyes full of hot passion. "Put your cock in me! All the way in to your balls."
The tapered head of his prick nosed between the puffy lips of her slit. She jerked her cunt up to make him give her more. His engorged cock easily slid into the hot slickness of her snatch-inch by long inch-and he didn't stop until his balls rested against her ass.
The pleasure was so acute she arched her back like a big contented pussy cat and actually purred. She lifted her legs and hugged him around the waist with her strong thighs.
His eyes swept up and down her voluptuous body. Her stiff nipples pointed at his chest, as big as the end of his thumb. The hair around the enticing mouth between her thighs surrounded his prick like a sensuous wreath. He settled into her luxurious saddle and began to pummel her pussy.
"Oh, fuck, darling, your cock feels heavenly. Fuck me deep. Don't rush. Let me enjoy it."
He began to pump her pussy with long, methodical strokes. The lascivious sound of their copulation filled her ears like a sonata played by a master musician.
"A master fucking virtuoso," she mumbled. "I love your cock, darling. Love to fuck, and you're fucking me so beautifully."
She emphasized her words with actions. Staring straight into his eyes, she began to move in unison to his strokes, humping and twisting and bucking under him. She felt his prick grow larger and larger with each thrust, like a big, throbbing plunger electrifying her with mindless joy. The muscles of her cunt coiled and clenched and relaxed around the hard tube of his cock like soft lips sucking it.
She had barely begun to enjoy his fucking when she felt the telltale tremors in her cunt. She gasped and her eyes opened wide. "Oh, God, darling, I'm already going to cum! I just came, and I'm going to cum again!"
"Good, darling," he replied. "Cum as much as you want. I just might keep this up until you can't cum any more." He hoped he could keep his promise. His voice was already ragged with pent-up emotion.
"You'd have to fuck me forever, darling." She tried to laugh. What came out was a sharp intake of breath as he bucked into her, sending the head of his cock banging into the mouth of her womb.
Orgastic spasms wracked her body, tearing through her with a fierceness that shocked her. She came so hard she thought she would fly apart at the seams.
David continued to steadily pump her pussy and rode out the storm of violent contractions in her cunt and the wild bucking of her body.
His prick felt like a steel rod probing her depths. Her pussy clutched at it as if trying to milk it. Her juice poured from her cunt walls like water from a broken dam and flooded his plunging organ. Her keening wail told him he was fucking her just the way she wanted.
"Nothing like a vote of approval," he muttered.
She nearly squeezed the breath out of him with her thighs and bucked and twisted wildly under him. Juice oozed from her water-logged cunt and trickled down the crack of her ass, dousing her asshole and his balls.
David continued to stroke her pussy, giving her all of his pleasure-producing prod with each forward stroke, withdrawing until just the head was inside her hole on the backward stroke, then plunging into her again-long firm strokes, in and out, in and out. Maggie clung to him, bucking and cumming and wailing with ecstasy.
"Cum hard, darling," he whispered. "Cum like you've never cum before. Feel my prick sliding in and out. Cum hard, baby. Cum!
After a series of glorious, powerful orgasms, she stopped screaming and twisting. Her pussy continued to spasm and clutch his prick. She kept her legs locked around his waist so he could penetrate her honey-slick hole to the maximum as he pumped away, seeking his own release.
"Your turn, darling," she whispered. "Give me your cum. Fill my cunt full."
He began to hump faster and faster. His prick felt as long and as stiff as it had ever been. Or would ever be.
Maggie could now luxuriate in the enchantment of having her strongest lusts satisfied completely for the moment and being able to focus on the golden feeling in her pussy. The feeling radiated upward from her clit to the tip of her nose, making her tingle and feel good all over. Too often, men cum as soon as the woman's orgasm starts, robbing her of the special feeling that belongs to her. An accomplished lover held off so she could have her orgasm, relax for a few moments, then climax again when he came.
"Wonderful, darling, wonderful," she murmured as his cock teased her pussy back to life. She began to buck again and his heavy balls slapped against her ass like heavy bean bags. She had never felt so wanton in her life. She had never felt so alive. Her cunt had never felt so incredibly hot and thoroughly satisfied. "Suck my tits!" she hissed arching her chest, pushing the rigid cones of her nipples at his mouth.
He did more than suck her succulent tit tips. He began to gently nip them. The joyful sensations shot from her nipples to her pussy. Her snatch tingled and she felt another orgasm churning its way to the surface.
He was ready for her second orgasm. As her cunt clutched his cock like a velvet vise and she began to spasm, he shot his cum deep into channel. Ragged sobs were torn from her chest as his cream poured into her in hot, thick gobs.
He fell on top of her, panting like an exhausted marathon runner. She kept her legs locked around his waist and put her arms around his neck.
"You were fantastic, darling," she whispered.
He sat on the end of the couch and looked at her lovingly. "So were you, baby," he said huskily. "You have never fucked that way. You sure aren't the woman you were a few days ago."
"Which do you like better?" She sat up, then rolled forward and rested her cheek on his thigh. "Which do you like better?"
"Oh, the one I picked up at the airport. Most definitely."
"Good. She's the one I like better, too." She played with his prick, gently rubbing and squeezing it until the thick column began to firm up again.
"That probably won't do you much good. You drained it completely."
"We'll see." She stuck out her tongue and dragged it along his shaft. "Mmmmmm, nothing more erotic than a cock fresh from a pussy."
"Karen said the same thing," he muttered. "But she's bisexual."
"You don't say."
She began to lick his sticky prick like a mama cat washing a kitten. His shaft thickened and rose steadily, like a magic wand. She licked it until it reached its full size, then looked up at him.
"You were wrong."
"You have magic in your tongue."
"Licking a cock right after it's been in a pussy is a real kick."
He wanted to ask her so many questions, but they could wait. A full-color lascivious picture of Maggie and another woman eating each other while he fucked one of them filled his mind. He lay back with his hands behind his head as she continued to suck him. It would take her a while to suck him off, and he wanted to enjoy her fervent mouth and the images filling his mind. He had often thought about a threesome with her and another woman. He thought it would turn her off. But she kept bringing up the subject, so she must be ready. He could hardly wait until it actually happened.
Maggie slowly, painstakingly, licked every inch of his hard rod several times and, not once but a dozen or more times, took him all the way down her throat until his pubic hair was against her lips.
David didn't strain or strive for a climax. He lay back, as relaxed as a man can be when a woman with magic in her mouth is sucking his cock, and let it happen. His prick throbbed and shot another load of cum, this time into her mouth instead of her cunt. She drank it all down and sucked vigorously until she extracted the last drop. When she lifted her head, his exhausted cock fell to his belly with a wet slap.
"God, baby, you are wonderful," he said. "You went after it like you were starved for cum."
"You might say so," she agreed.
She rose and left the room, giving David a good view of her ass, which she deliberately wiggled as she walked away. She returned in a few minutes, carrying drinks, still nude.
"Are you satisfied?" she asked, handing him a glass.
He set the glass on the floor, too lazy to sit up and drink. "For a while. You seemed to get very turned on when I told you about fucking Karen. Even though you suggested that I fuck her, I was afraid to admit I had."
"Did you expect me to get angry? I don't play that kind of game with you, darling." She straddled his waist and lightly rubbed her crotch across his belly. "I did get turned on. I knew I would. That's why I badgered you to tell me about it." She slid up a little further. "If you had two women at the same time, what would you do with them?"
"Have you got a harem stashed away in one of the other rooms?"
"Not tonight. How would you make sure both women got as much cock as they wanted? Can you get hard often enough and fast enough to take care of them?" She moved up and straddled his chest.
"I can sure as hell try. Don't forget about my tongue."
"I could never forget about your tongue, darling. You use it too well. But I want to know about cock, not tongue."
"Yes, I think I can do two women justice." He decided he might as well go for broke. "Got someone in mind to join us?"
Maggie chuckled. "Would you like a threesome with another man? Watch another man fuck me? Some men get turned on by that, don't they?"
"Are these rhetorical questions, or are you serious?"
"I'm very serious. You can answer later. Right now, you can eat my pussy, please. I want to cum again. God, I love to cum"
She moved her ass up and covered his mouth with her pussy. He didn't have any choice but to eat it.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Maggie kept their erotic encounters at a fever pitch with creativity, experimentation, the verbal expression of fantasies and just plain old furious fucking during their nightly steamy encounters.
She continued to talk about threesomes in their various permutations, and an orgy, but only when David was hovering on the brink of orgasm-a time when he was utterly incapable of discussing anything logically.
Her behavior was intentional, and accomplished exactly what she wanted. David admitted he wanted to try everything she suggested. She formulated plans to take her next step to being insatiable, thinking how surprised her darling husband would be when he watched her eat pussy and take a ride on another man's cock.
After a particularly torrid session, Maggie waited until David was almost asleep and said, "I'll have a surprise waiting for you when you get home tomorrow night, darling."
Floating in post-orgasmic bliss, he nodded and murmured, "I like your surprises."
The next morning, she sent him off to work with a large breakfast and a passionate kiss. "Eat a big lunch, darling. Dinner will be late."
All day long, he tried to remember if she had dropped even a hint about his surprise, but came up empty. A late dinner wasn't unusual. Quite often, they caught an early movie, then stopped for dinner on the way home. But going to a movie was old hat.
A few days earlier, Maggie said something about a touring opera company coming to town and how much she would like to attend a performance. He didn't consider a fat woman screeching in a language he didn't understand a surprise.
Nonetheless, he ate a large lunch. He had an inordinate amount of work to get done that afternoon. He threw himself into the pile of paperwork and forgot about his surprise.
The garage door was closed when he arrived home. He didn't give it a second thought. If he had known Sheila's car was inside, he might have.
Maggie greeted him at the door wearing a sexy white silk dress and white high heel pumps. She looked almost virginal in white. Her provocative kiss was anything but chaste. He took a second look at the way the clingy dress emphasized her voluptuous figure, caressed her superb tits, nipped her slender waist, flowed over her womanly hips and draped over her generously rounded ass. Her long red hair brushed her cheeks with feathery curls, framing her finely sculptured features and lush red lips. Obviously, she had taken extra care with her appearance.
He whistled softly. "You look fabulous, darling," he said. "What's the occasion? Are we going out?"
She grinned mischievously. "Oh, maybe in and out and around. Hurry and take your shower. I laid out what I want you to wear tonight."
David hurried to the bedroom, undressing on the way. He did a double take when he saw the gold, short silk robe and gold silk thong lying on the bed. Evidently, his mischievous wife didn't plan to go out for the evening!
Probably has another torrid romp around the house in mind. Guess my surprise is going to be a different way of doing it. Though God knows we've done it just about every way possible lately. And we've done it everywhere but on the kitchen stove. Maybe that's why she didn't want to cook.
He took a shower, put on the thong and robe and went to the living room. Maggie turned off the lights and lit a dozen or more scented candles, giving the room an extra special romantic atmosphere.
"Well, here's our golden boy," Maggie said as she met him at the door. She took his hand and led him into the room. She turned him to face the couch and said, "Surprise, darling. Say hello to your sister-in-law. I'll be right back."
Sheila sat on one end of the couch, wearing a red duplicate of Maggie's outfit.
"Hello, Sheila," he said, nonplussed by her presence.
"Hello, David. I like your outfit. Why the long face? You aren't disappointed to see me, are you."
"Confused," he replied.
"I promised you a surprise, darling," Maggie said, breezing back into the room. "Sheila is going to give it to you."
"Oh? Is she going to jack me off, then leave like she did before?"
"Not on your life!" Maggie said with a cheery laugh. "This time, she stays until the bitter end. My darling sister and I are going to be your concubines tonight."
David could hardly contain his eager excitement. "No holds barred?"
"No holes barred, darling!" Sheila said with a sexy laugh. "You can have whatever you want. If you can think of it, we can do it."
"Do you promise to love and cherish us and fuck us equally well?" Maggie asked.
"You're damned right I do!" he exclaimed.
"Then by the powers invested in me as your wife, I pronounce us a lascivious threesome," Maggie giggled. "You may kiss the brides, darling."
David leaned over and kissed Sheila. She put her hand behind his head, thrust her tongue into his mouth and her lips came alive against his. His cock twitched and tried to climb out of his thong. He straightened up and kissed Maggie, and got the same passionate response.
Maggie sat him on the couch and both women nuzzled his neck and kissed his cheeks and rubbed their firm tits against his arms. Sheila leaned back into the soft cushions and watched entranced as Maggie covered her surprised husband's neck, shoulders and chest with gentle bites and soft, slurping kisses.
Sliding to the floor between David's knees--Maggie stuck her warm fingers into his thong and tugged his cock out. Stroking it lightly, she rubbed the mushroom head against the soft skin of her face and neck.
As Maggie began lapping the underside of his shaft, David glanced at Sheila. "I wondered who she would ask to join us. She made an excellent choice."
"You got the very best," Sheila said with a smile and glanced at his cock. "Looks like we did, too."
Breathing shallowly, eyes half-closed and glazed with rising passion, Sheila watched her sister lick David's cock. Each time she reached the tip of his cock, Maggie paused to engulf the crown with her wet mouth. Slowly bunching up her dress, she put one foot on the couch and spread her legs.
Disappointed that he could see only a shadow of her bush through the red material covering her crotch, David watched as Sheila began to rub her damp cleft with one long finger. The sensation of his sensuous wife sucking his cock while his equally sensuous sister-in-law played with her pussy made his head spin. He couldn't imagine anything more exciting than a threesome with sisters.
Maggie glanced at Sheila and asked, "Would you like to help me suck his delicious cock?"
"If you think I'm going to turn down such a welcome offer, you're nuts!"
Sheila stood and quickly stripped off her dress, revealing a bright red, lacy teddy. She knelt by Maggie, grasped the base of David's cock in her soft hand and squeezed firmly.
"I like your outfit," David said, emulating her earlier comment about his robe and thong.
Maggie looked up at him and winked. "You'll like what's under it, too." With excruciating slowness, she took the entire length of her husband's stiff rod into her mouth and went down until her lips touched Sheila's fingers. She paused for a moment, then withdrew with the same delightful deliberateness. Smiling at Sheila, she moved aside. "Your turn, sister. Enjoy."
Sheila's hand slid up and down the spit-slick shaft several times, then she pulled the head to her lips. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked the elegant bulb into her mouth. She barely moved her head, but her tongue worked furiously.
Maggie rose and removed her white dress, leaving her clad in a white lacy teddy. Her pebble-hard nipples threatened to break through the lacy fabric as she pulled and pinched them.
"I like your matching outfits," David said. "Is there a reason you're wearing white and Sheila is wearing red?"
"She's more wanton than I am," Maggie replied. Spreading her lovely legs and swaying sexily in time with the low music from the stereo, she unsnapped the crotch of her teddy, revealing her heavily furred, puffy-lipped pussy. She locked her eyes on Sheila's soft, red lips circling David's stiff cock. "But I'm getting there."
"So am I!" David gasped. "Fast!" Maggie eased her middle finger between the pouting lips of her pussy and wriggled it into her sopping hole to the last knuckle. Hips undulating, she probed her slick channel, waited until David looked at her, then withdrew her finger and licked it seductively.
"Mmmmmm, I taste good," she murmured. "God, you're a sexy witch!" he moaned. Torn by the need to cum, unwilling to release his load so soon, David tangled his fingers in Sheila's long blonde tresses and gently lifted her mouth from his raging rod. It slipped from her mouth with a moist plop. She raised her eyes questioningly. He rose, pulled her to her feet and kissed her passionately. Her jutting tits made two indentations in his chest. Holding her magnificent body made his knees weak.
Maggie looked at them and smiled dreamily. She thought of what they were going to do with each other and her smile widened.
David stepped back and looked at Sheila. His cock stood straight out, felt two feet long, and was ready to burst with desire. Sheila's face was flushed and her juice soaked the crotch of her teddy. Consumed with eroticism, Maggie trembled visibly.
"Your mouth is better than your hands," he said.
"Just wait until I suck you off," Sheila replied.
David looked at the hall leading to the bedroom and then at his wife. She smiled, took Sheila's hand and headed down the hall. David followed, staring hungrily at their gorgeous asses.
During her brief absence, Maggie had arranged the bedroom. She turned off one bed lamp, draping a pair of her red panties the other one, put the bedroom chair by the head of the bed and covered it with a red satin sheet.
"Welcome to our den of wickedness," she said to Sheila.
"I'm glad to see you have a king-size bed. I hate to fuck three to a bed when I'm afraid of falling off."
Maggie gripped David's cock, stroked tenderly and smiled sweetly. "Are you willing to be our sex slave, darling? Let us tease you and please you.. .use your cock and mouth.. .fuck you and suck you until your cock won't get hard for days?"
David felt as though he had crossed the threshold to paradise. "If I was any more ready, I would explode," he said.
The two women exchanged knowing looks as they removed his robe and thong and helped him lie in the middle of the large love platform. Even though Maggie had used such a fantasy to excite him during their lovemaking, he never in his wildest dreams believed she would take it this far. Not only had she arranged a threesome and made his dream a reality, but she brought in her sister as the other woman-and Sheila would give any man with a pair of balls wet dreams.
Two wives, if only for one night! He lifted his head and looked at the two breathtaking women standing at the foot of the bed, and his cock got thicker and longer.
Sheila unsnapped the crotch of her teddy and pulled it over her hips. Maggie pulled her teddy down to her waist, freeing her heavy, rose-tipped tits. David's eyes darted from one woman to the other. He knew every nook and cranny of his wife's stunning body, but seeing her under these circumstances made her more exciting. And Sheila's voluptuous body made his blood boil.
"Fantastic," he whispered.
Sheila sat in the chair, rested her feet on the edge of the bed, and let her knees fall open, exposing her plump, hair-covered mound.
"Look at her pussy, darling," Maggie said.
He rolled his head to the side. Sheila's pretty, blonde-haired slit was less than a foot from the end of his nose. She spread the long pink lips of her twat with the fingers of one hand, inserted a finger from her other hand into her hole as far as it would go, and began to slide it in and out languorously, creating an exciting squishy sound. The tantalizing aroma of aroused cunt caressed his nostrils.
Maggie climbed onto the bed and knelt over her husband. Her big tits dangled under her chest. Her stiff nipples brushed across him as she licked and sucked and nipped his skin from his chest to his navel. The tip of his rampant prick grazed her belly. He groaned and wiggled and twisted, trying to stab her wet, hot hole with his throbbing lance.
He watched Sheila inch a second finger into her love tunnel and felt Maggie's tongue slither across his belly. She buried her face in his crotch, squeezed his cock tightly and sucked one of his balls into her mouth.
Sheila's eyes met his in a passionate stare. He licked his lips and she responded by eagerly clambering onto his chest. Placing a knee on each side of his head, she lowered her bushy box to his avid mouth. The sweet smell of her cunt assailed his nostrils as he drilled his tongue into her tight slit. She gripped the headboard with both hands, began to moan and wiggle her ass back and forth.
David felt Maggie straddle him. He looked up past the expanse of Sheila's flat belly as Maggie's hands snaked under her sister's arms and cupped her gorgeous mammary mounds. Sheila threw her head back and moaned as Maggie's long red nails began to pinch and tug her turgid tit buds.
Maggie shifted and David felt the head of his cock scrub through the soft curls in her crotch. He lifted his hips and tried to drive his shaft into his wife's steamy snatch as he sucked frantically at
Sheila's dripping slot.
Maggie had other ideas. She allowed only the head of his swollen prong to penetrate her and began to rotate her hips slowly.
Sheila began to soar into the oblivion of sweet release and distracted David. "Lick my clit, darling," she wailed. "Suck it! Suck it hard!"
David lapped at her protruding clit lickety-split and rubbed his face into the steamy sloppiness of her cunt juice and his saliva. Her body shuddered as she wiggled and twisted and fucked herself on his tongue.
"Oh, God! Suck my cunt!" she screamed as she climaxed violently. She nearly smothered him with her fat, hairy slit, then rolled off him as the orgasmic waves began to subside. She lay at his side, glassy-eyed and heaving. "Thank you, darling," she whispered. "I really needed that."
"My pleasure," he replied. "You taste pretty damn good. Any time you want me to suck you again, just whistle."
"Maybe I'll just moan. You seem to respond well to that."
"He responds to pussy," Maggie snickered.
Maggie's eyes met David's. She leaned forward until her nipples touched his chest, then slammed her ass down and impaled herself on his love lance. He felt his cock hit bottom and she began to fuck herself vigorously. Her tits swayed in time with her humping ass and her nipples danced across his chest. She lowered her head and her lush, tender lips met his in the most soulful kiss he had ever experienced.
Suddenly, they were both cumming, their mouths still glued together, their tongues dueling. Sheila got on her knees and began to caress Maggie's ass and fondle David's balls with her soft, silky hands.
David felt his balls and cock release spurt after spurt of hot cream, pouring it into his insatiable wife. The golden bliss of lips and tongues and cock and cunt carried them over the brink and into the deep valley of satiation.
Maggie pushed herself erect, slapped her tits gently against David's face, then rolled over onto her back.
"My God, would you just look at that thing?" Sheila said in awe. She wrapped her fist around David's prick and shook it. "The damn thing is still hard!"
Maggie sat up and looked at her husband's cock. "Fantastic! Two pussies must agree with you, darling. That never happened before."
"I promised to fuck you equally well," he replied. "Just trying to live up to my end of the bargain."
Sheila shook his cock again. "May I?" she asked Maggie.
"Be my guest, darling."
Sheila set about licking his cock clean, then swallowed it just for good measure. She lifted her head and grinned. "Now, it's my turn. Can't let a hard cock go to waste."
Maggie kissed her husband, then said, "Fuck her good, darling. Our family honor is at stake."
"I am family," Sheila giggled. She crawled over David, brushed his cock and made it bounce and quiver. She snuggled down on her back between him and Maggie and spread her legs. "Come on, darling. You licked your sister-in-law's pussy so well, now give it a good fucking."
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
David didn't need a second invitation. He had lusted to get his cock in Sheila from the moment he discovered she was his surprise. He had enjoyed licking her furry box, and now he was going to fuck it. With his wife's help and encouragement. He got on his knees between Sheila's legs and Maggie reached up and grasped his cock.
"Let me help you, darling," Maggie said softly. She spread Sheila's cunt lips and pulled him down. "Let's tease her a little," she said as she rubbed his cockhead up and down her sister's wet slit.
"You're wicked," Sheila panted. She grabbed the cheeks of his ass and tugged hard. "Put that thing in my cunt and fuck me! Hurry!"
Maggie grinned at David as she stuck the end of his rod in Sheila's hole and pushed his ass forward with her other hand. "Now, fuck her good, darling. I want to watch her cum on your cock."
The moment Maggie moved her hand, Sheila gave a feverish lunge and shuddered as his cock slid into her. He leaned over and kissed her on the lips as he bucked forward and sank his shaft to the hilt. He caught his breath at her tightness, barely aware of her nails sinking into his buttocks or the deep sobs coming from her throat.
David began to thrust into his horny sister-in-law powerfully. Sheila twisted her legs around his and met each of his heavy-duty thrusts with sharp snaps of her hips, locking her twat eagerly on him.
The moment was special for all three of them. Maggie, because she had given her husband the threesome he wanted and the woman she chose for him to fuck was her sister; David because he was fucking another woman, with his wife's willing and eager participation; and Sheila because she had wanted to fuck David for the longest time and she simply adored fucking in front of her sister.
Suddenly, Sheila began to corkscrew her lower body to intensify the pressure of David's prick and boost her own pleasure. Sheila's control of her vaginal muscles was better than Maggie's. Or maybe it was simply the excitement of fucking his wife's sister with her present. Whatever, Sheila was very, very good and he knew it wouldn't be long before he dumped his load in her eager receptacle.
Too excited to merely watch her sister and husband fuck, Maggie got on her knees by David and put one hand on his ass and her other hand in Sheila's crotch. She reached between David's legs to fondle his balls and delicately probe his anus, traced Sheila's pussy lips stretched around his prick and tickled her sister's clit.
"I love you, darling. I think right now Sheila does too. You're fucking her so wonderfully, darling. Just as I knew you would. Don't you enjoy fucking her? Did her cunt taste good, darling? Fuck her hard, darling, fuck her so hard she loses her mind. Really pound your cock into her tight twat. I love to watch you fuck my horny sister. Fill her pretty pussy with your hot cum, darling, then I'm going to suck it out."
David finally realized what Maggie said about sucking his cum out of Sheila's pussy. "Goddam," he muttered.
"My sister loves to suck cock, darling. I know she sucks cock better than I do. She's going to suck you off later. Then, if you have any strength left, you can fuck our tits. Think about fucking our big tits and watching your cum squirt all over faces. Think about it, darling! Two randy, brazen women, all yours, to fuck any way you please. We're both utterly uninhibited, darling, and we'll do anything your little heart desires. We don't care where you put your cock and tongue as long as you make us cum."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Sheila agreed, urging David on with her stinging nails and frenzied slit, clamping her cunt tight and quivering fiercely on his pulsating, pounding prod, nipping him on the ear, the neck, the shoulder. "We're going to fuck your cock off, darling!"
She arched her body and jammed her swollen tits into his chest, gasping and shivering wildly as he drove into her eager depths. She began to buck so hard she nearly threw him off, making David think he was trying to ride a bucking bronco.
He loved fucking his sister-in-law with his wife's help and encouragement. His passions soared even higher as he thought of the pleasure his cock was giving this lovely, wild creature. Sheila was an untamed sexpot.
He was giving her all the pleasure she could handle. She started cumming and a meaningless babble of sounds poured from her mouth. Then his prick erupted in a compelling orgasm. She cried out and begin to buck and swing her hips furiously, seeking to get every millimeter of his cock into her and drain every drop of his sticky hot spunk.
David did his duty, staying with her until her orgasm began to subside and her wild gyrations became mild tremors. He sagged against her, limp, heaving for breath.
"Fantastic, darling!" Sheila mumbled. "Fucking fantastic! God, what a wonderful fuck!"
Maggie swatted her husband on the ass and hissed, "Roll over, darling!"
Still in an erotic haze, David rolled onto his back. He became a lot more alert when Maggie immediately climbed on her sister and began to shower kisses on her lips and throat as she squirmed her satiny body against Sheila's.
His wife's audacious behavior excited him beyond words. "By God, you meant it, didn't you? You're going to suck her pussy."
Lost in her own erotic world, Maggie didn't hear. a word he said. Squirming around atop Sheila's voluptuous body, she mashed their tits together and ran her hands over her sister's body. She wiggled between Sheila's legs and rubbed their hairy mounds together, clit against clit.
"Beautiful," David murmured. He wanted his wife to be bisexual, to love pussy as much as he did. If she liked to eat pussy, she would always be willing to have another woman join them on occasion, would even see that it happened. Another fantasy had come true. "Get her good, darling. Make her cum."
Dissatisfied with the limited clit contact, Maggie turned at an angle, threw one leg over Sheila, mashed their clits together again and began to wiggle crazily. Her passions still at a fever pitch, Sheila began to hump and cum. Her climax triggered Maggie's. They wiggled and writhed and bucked and squealed until Sheila's body went slack.
Maggie twirled around and knelt over Sheila's head, her head over Sheila's tits, her own tits dangling only inches from Sheila's beautiful face. She grabbed her sister's nipples and pulled her large mounds in opposite directions. She fought to stay in control of herself as she milked her sister's tits.
Sheila's nipples got longer and thicker. The flush of excitement returned to her face and spread to her upper body. She knew where Maggie was going, and could hardly wait until she got there. She moaned and groaned and hissed her pleasure as Maggie mauled her tits.
"Oh, Maggie!" Sheila moaned.
"Feels good, doesn't it, darling?" Maggie asked softly as she continued to milk and squeeze her sister's hot tit flesh.
"I love it, darling," Sheila said.
Maggie's mouth watered for the taste of her sister's pussy. "What do you like for a man to do with your nipples, with your lovely tits?" She knew David was watching raptly and that added to her excitement.
Sheila replied dreamily, "Pinch them and pull them."
"like this?" Maggie asked, pinching the hard tit buds between her red fingernails.
Sheila didn't have to speak. Her body spoke for her as she writhed and raked her nails across the bed. "Oh, Maggie, Maggie, darling, you're making me feel so good."
Maggie pinched a little harder. "Does that make your pussy throb, darling?"
David wanted to get into the action, but curbed his eagerness. Right now, Sheila's hot body belonged to his wife. Maggie would soon have her head between her sister's legs, licking Sheila's slick, hairy slit and sucking his cum from her sopping hole. Anticipation of the lascivious sight made his shaft begin to thicken again. Taking it in his hand, he began to stroke it slowly.
"Yes, oh, yes," Sheila moaned. "It makes my pussy feel so good." She put hands on Maggie's thighs and began to rake her nails up and down her sister's lovely columns of firm flesh.
Maggie gave her husband a smile of encouragement, silently telling him to get his cock real hard. "Tell David you want me to suck your cunt." Her lovely face became a mask of erotic agitation. She knew her lewd behavior excited him as much as it did her and Sheila. She dragged her nails wickedly across her sister's nipples. "Tell him!"
"Oh, David, darling, I want your wife to suck my cunt!" Sheila wailed.
He chuckled. "You don't want her to suck your cunt any more than I do!"
Maggie lowered her mouth to Sheila's nipples and sucked with abandon, nearly out of control with the knowledge she was fooling around with her gorgeous sister while David watched and approved. She felt Sheila's wet, warm mouth encircle her distended nipple. The harder she sucked and nipped Sheila's nipple, the harder Sheila devoured her tits and raked her back with her long red nails.
Maggie lay on top of Sheila and gazed lovingly at her sister's pussy. Droplets of cunt juice, mixed with David's sperm, glistened in the dim light. Her middle finger slid between the swollen, wet guardians of Sheila's soppy fuck-hole and plunged deeply into the gooey channel. New spasms contorted Sheila's body.
"Don't you love my sister's cunt, darling?" Maggie asked her husband. "She couldn't wait until you got home, so I finger-fucked her and got her off. Her cunt is so tight and hot. I knew you were going to adore fucking her."
David quivered with eager anticipation as he watched his wife. "I wish I had a video camera so I could film this and watch it over and over."
"Buy one, darling," Maggie said. "This isn't the only time you'll watch me eat pussy. We can even film ourselves fucking if you'd like." She squirmed her pussy over Sheila's face. Her eyes glittered as her tongue circled her lips in a gesture as dainty as it was lascivious. "Let's suck each other at the same time, darling," she said to Sheila.
Sheila wrapped her arms around Maggie's hips and her tongue plunged into her sister's dripping sex pot. Maggie was so excited she started cumming immediately. David's erection grew complete as he watched his wife plunge her head between Sheila's thighs and began sucking her pussy. Sheila moaned and jerked her hips against Maggie's face, trembled, and held onto Maggie's back as the two women assaulted each other frantically.
David had to put his cock in something besides his fist. He climbed onto the bed, straddled Sheila's head, and slid his cockhead along her chin to his wife's cunt.
Sheila pulled her tongue out of Maggie's hole and slid it down to her clit, clearing the way for, his cock, and he slid in to the hilt. Maggie moaned with pleasure as he began to fuck her and Sheila began to lick her clit. His balls rested on Sheila's forehead. Her tongue slithered along the shaft of his cock when he pulled back, then returned to Maggie's clit as he plunged back in.
Acting without thinking, David succumbed to a strong craving. He pulled his cock from Maggie's drenched love tunnel and aimed it at her asshole. Maggie wiggled her ass and shoved it back at him, inviting him to open her back door and come right in.
His face a study in contorted bliss, he began driving against Maggie's ass cheeks in a relentless, steady tempo while Maggie wiggled and twitched beneath him in ecstasy, her virgin ass at last filled with cock.
Maggie began to thrash her hips violently, and a moment later Sheila began to buck. Maggie's tight ass shattered his control and an electrifying orgasm flashed through all them of them at the same time.
They drove each other to the heights of ecstasy, then collapsed in a tangled heap of tired flesh.
"Did you like your surprise, darling?" Maggie asked.
"I loved it! Have to be crazy not to. And I'm only crazy about you."
"The night has only just begun, lover, only just begun. Sheila, didn't I tell you we'd have fun?"
"God. what an understatement!" Sheila chuckled. "You two are wonderful!"
"As soon as we freshen up, we'll give our golden boy's cock another workout."
"Not until you feed me," David interjected. "I didn't get dinner, remember, and I need nourishment if I'm going to keep this up. That last hard-on was a big surprise for me, too, but even I can't duplicate that without some food."
"Let's take a quick shower. Then we'll have some food." Maggie gave her husband a sloppy kiss. "Then we'll suck new life into your cock."
"Will your shower hold us?" Sheila asked.
"Oh, we'll have to squeeze in and rub against each other, but we can make it. Think you can stand that much familiarity?"
"Darling, you are full of understatement tonight!" Sheila laughed.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
David came home in the middle of the afternoon, crestfallen, looking as if he'd lost his last friend in the world.
Maggie heard him come in and hurried to the front door. "You look as if the world has fallen in on your shoulders, darling. Are you ill?"
"Sick at heart is more like it," he said glumly. "I got canned."
She kissed him and said, "Well, it isn't the end of the world. I'll fix you a drink and you can tell me all about it."
David went into the living room, plopped down in his chair and stretched his legs out in front of him. He yanked his tie down and stared at his feet. His shoes didn't tell him anything. He looked up when Maggie came in with two highballs.
"They fired the whole damn department," he said.
Maggie sat on the couch facing him. "Just your department?"
"No. They let almost one quarter of the company go. Said they had to reorganize and become more competitive. Everybody's in a state of shock."
"The job market isn't very good right now, but we can manage until you find another job, darling. Don't let it get you down. It isn't as though you screwed up and got fired. You have a good resume."
"Oh, we'll be okay financially. I get severance pay equal to six months of my base salary. Karen is the one I feel sorry for. She was barely making it on the pittance she was getting. She hasn't worked long enough to save anything and doesn't have enough seniority to qualify for severance pay." He took a sip of his drink. "The hell of it is, I don't know if I want to look for another job, Maggie. The corporate world is such a rat race."
"Why don't you take some time off? We can take a trip, or just hang out here at home for a couple of weeks. In the meantime, why don't you take a bath and get comfortable? I've got a little mad money squirreled away. I'll treat you to a night on the town. How does dinner and dancing sound?"
"Party in the face of adversity, huh? Well, that might not be such a bad idea. As you say, losing my job isn't the end of the world. I can always find another one." He got up and started out of the room. "If I had the money, I'd strike out on my own."
Maggie gave him a bright smile and said, "Keep your chin up, darling. Never know what might happen."
David returned to the living room, wearing a pair of casual slacks and a sport shirt. Maggie gave him another drink and a coy smile.
"I got a check in the mail today. I was going to save it as a surprise for you." She handed him an envelope. "I thought about keeping it a secret and investing it for a rainy day. Or, in case you decided to dump me for someone else. Maybe someone younger, sexier, more uninhibited."
He pulled her onto his lap and kissed her. "Silly goose, I'm not going to dump you. I love you."
Maggie snuggled into his arms and squirmed her ass, trying to find his cock. "Sometimes love isn't enough. I don't believe the old saying that love conquers all." She continued to squirm gently. "Are you going to stay happy with me? I'm trying to be the kind of woman you want, and deserve, but I don't know how well I'm doing."
He spread his legs and her firm ass settled against his cock. "You're doing very well, darling. I think you've accomplished your goal of becoming insatiable. Even if I could find a more uninhibited woman, I wouldn't live long enough to enjoy her. She'd fuck me to death in a couple of weeks."
"Aren't you going to look at the check?"
He tossed the envelope on the floor. "Later. It's probably a refund of some kind."
"It's from Mother. Made out to me." She felt his cock beginning to swell under the persistent pressure of her ass. "For one-fifty."
"Why would she send you a check for a hundred-fifty dollars?"
She began to squirm a little harder. The more pressure she applied to his cock, the wetter and hotter she got. "Not one hundred-fifty dollars, darling," she giggled. "One hundred-fifty thousand."
"Say what? Where would Abigail get that kind of money, and why would she give it to you?"
"It's an advance on my inheritance. She and Celeste got over a million dollars each in settlement after the accident. Plus insurance. Sheila and I are their only living relatives, so their estate comes to us someday anyway. Mother said they couldn't see why we should have to wait, so she set up a trust for us. How does it feel to be an independent tycoon?"
"Well, you are full of surprises, aren't you? What else are you keeping from me?"
"We'll talk about it later." She smiled sweetly and kissed him. "You're so tense. Don't you think a good cum will relax you?"
She slid from his lap, opened his zipper, dipped her hand inside and pulled his long, thick dong out. Jacking it a few times, she watched the skin move up and down, fascinated by the sight. Then, hoisting her dress around her waist, she straddled his hips and aimed his cockhead at her slit.
"I'm going to fuck you, darling. Just lean back and enjoy. Don't worry about making me cum. I'm so hot and ready it won't take long. You just cum when you're ready." She eased her ass down until the head of his cock entered her gash, then suddenly dropped into his lap, taking him into her in one swift plunge. "Mmmmmm," she sighed. "Your cock feels so good."
"So does your pussy."
She contracted her cunt muscles sharply. "Sheila told me how to do that. like it."
"God, yes!"
She put her hands on his shoulders and kissed him. "Take my tits out and suck my nipples. I'm going to get myself off without moving." She speeded up the action of her muscles.
He opened her dress and began to lick and suck her tits. "I think you're going to make me cum this way, too. Sheila is a good teacher."
"Would you like to have two wives, darling? At least for a while, until we all see how we like the arrangement?"
"I thought Sheila was too independent to settle down with one man."
"Oh, not Sheila, darling. Karen. I called her while you were in the shower. You're going to need a secretary when you start your business. We have an extra bedroom, so I told her she could live with us until she got back on her feet, or until she got tired of us.
"She told me not to hold my breath waiting for her to get tired of us. She said she would love to live with us, but only if she could be your second wife. Our bed is big enough for three, so I thought why not. You don't mind, do you?"
"Goddam!" he muttered.
Maggie chuckled. "I'm going to cum, darling. Can you make it with me? I love to feel your cum squirting into me when I cum."
"I'm right with you, baby!"
Still without moving her body, Maggie began to work her cunt muscles faster. "Think about having Karen and me to fuck every night, darling," she murmured. "Think about watching us lick clit, doing everything we can dream up to excite you."
David's passion hit the peak immediately. He grabbed Maggie's hips and held on tight as he began to pump her spastic channel full of cum. She wrapped her arms around his head and held his face between her big tits as she came with him. When their orgasms had run their course, she held his cock in her strong muscles and began to wiggle her ass.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you. Mother and Celeste are coming for a visit next week."
"Now you tell me." .
"Don't sound so glum, darling. Mother and Celeste are the ones who turned Sheila and me on to women."
"God, how kinky! Now I know why you were so different after your visit."
"Mother wants to try out your beautiful cock. And, since she and Celeste share everything equally, you'll have to fuck both of them. I thought we'd have a little party. Karen will already be here, of course, and I'll invite Sheila. I'm sure Celeste will bring along her collection of toys. You can watch us all do each other and take turns fucking us."
"God! Five horny bisexual women! Mothers and daughters and sisters. Wild!"
"Yeah, I don't think you can handle all of us, so you'd better invite someone to help you. A young man with a big cock and a lusty libido. I'm sure you know someone suitable." She began to wiggle a little faster as his cock regained strength. "I think I should fuck him first, just to be sure he's up to the task."
"Oh, you do, huh?"
"Yeah. In fact, why don't you invite him to have dinner with us tonight? Mother and Celeste will be here in a couple of days, and I don't want to wait until the last minute to try him out. Besides, I'm hungry for two cocks at the same time and there are so many wild things I want to try."
"You've made it, darling. You've shed the last of your inhibitions."
"God, I hope so," she breathed. "I love being insatiable!"
