The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden beneath a veneer of normalcy, exposed only under extremely tempting
conditions.
The woman who, after a few drinks at a party, takes on all comers, male and female alike. The man who, during a strip show at a stag party, climbs up on stage with the girl and performs with her in front of his friends. The couple who, under group pressure, joins the neighborhood mate-traders.
Penny Matthews is one of these outwardly proper and quite normal people. But within her a depth of passion she never dreamed existed lies coiled like a snake, waiting only for the proper stimulus to arouse it.
FORCED TO SWAP-a fictional story about a society that refuses to face many of its real problems.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Bill Matthews left his office and headed for the phone booth across the street. This was one phone call requiring all the privacy he could get. When you're a computer engineer it doesn't help to let the office staff know you're up to your lily white ass in swapping-not when your wife doesn't even know.
He fumbled the slip of paper out of his pocket with the number on it and dialed. He noticed he was sweating slightly, although it was a cool day in Boston.
"Hello," answered a pleasant female voice, "this is Laura Bestwick speaking." There was a lot of cool assurance in that voice, Bill thought.
"Hi, Laura. My name is Bill. I wrote to you and your husband a few weeks ago via a magazine, a ... ah, frankly, does this make any sense to you? Perhaps I have the wrong number."
"What kind of magazine, Bill? Can you be a little more specific? Frank and I know a good many people." The voice had a teasing note to it now.
Bill thought hard. "Ah, well, occasionally I do some work for a company which makes swings, you know for kids and parks, so I guess you'd have to say it was sort of a swingers' magazine."
There was a long pause.
"Oh, wonderful, you're that Bill. Sorry to be so dumb. It's just that we try and be pretty careful when we're thinking about meeting new people. I'm sure you understand," Laura answered. "I've got your letter right here with me. You said you'd be calling today. Say, I like those pictures. Particularly that one of you with your hand around your cock."
Bill could feel the sweat running down his back now. Her use of the word had turned him on. He imagined her staring at the picture he had sent to the post office box number he had pulled out of the swingers' magazine. He had posed before a mirror with a hardon and then snapped the shot with a Polaroid, standing sideways so she could see everything he had.
"I wonder if you felt like getting together sometime," Bill said into the phone. "I'd like to arrange a date for this evening if possible. I'm scheduled to go out of town tomorrow on business, but tonight is free." Christ, am I pushing too hard? he thought. Most of these couples don't like "singles," they want you bring your wife or girlfriend along for the other man to bang. He had been refused many times in the past. But not quite as many tines as he had been welcomed by horny couples, groups and single women who enjoyed freelance fucking.
"I take it from your letter that your wife hasn't joined the team yet. That's a shame. Frank will be very disappointed. I think in your letter you said she's only eighteen. That would blow his mind ... along with something else, I suppose, if that's what teeny-bopper's are still doing these days," she laughed into the phone. "Look Bill, we almost never just swing with singles. But you look good to me, so let's give it a try. I need your agreement on one thing, though."
"Yeah, what's that?" Bill questioned. He was getting used to the kind of bargaining that went on in the world of swapping.
"I'm sure my husband will want to take a few pictures while we're together. Do you mind?" Laura asked.
"No, of course not. I'm into that. Whatever suits you, suits me."
He arranged to be at their apartment after dinner about nine o'clock that evening.
Bill went back to his office and spent the rest of the afternoon trying to figure out if his secretary could be had. She was a teasing little bitch, but whenever he had asked her out for a drink after work, she always said she was tied up or had a date. Although he tried to abide by his rule of not fucking the office help, he'd make an exception in her case, he thought. She brought in some papers and he watched her big tits jiggle invitingly through her blouse.
"How about a drink after work?" What the hell, it was worth another try.
The pretty blonde looked up from his desk. "Sure, why not. You've been begging long enough." With that she walked out, closing his door behind her pretty ass. He had a final quick look at her long, slim legs in dark stockings and a hint of soft thigh.
Jesus, what's this all about, he thought. It's like getting married. The day after the honeymoon all the ass in the world falls into your hands when you couldn't get a piece for love nor money the day before.
He remembered the secretary lived just outside of Boston, only a couple of miles away from Laura Bestwick's, luckily, he thought. He grabbed the Yellow Pages and began plowing through looking for a fancy motel in her neighborhood.
"I'd like to make a reservation, credit card, please, for a Mr. and Mrs. Matthews for tonight. Yes, just one night," he told the desk clerk over the phone. "Give us a nice room, please."
It never hurts to be prepared, Bill figured; he'd take Janice to the motel for drinks and dinner and then slip her in bed if she was willing, then he could dump her at home on his way to the Bestwick's.
He'd brought his suitcase to the office because his wife, Penny, thought he was leaving directly from work for his business trip to St. Louis. Instead, he was catching an early morning plane, giving him a full night of freedom with no explanations due.
Matthews smiled to himself. Jesus, this is fat city. If I don't watch it, I'll be all fucked out before I even get to Laura Bestwick. He tried to conjure up a picture of Laura Bestwick with her mouth around his dick. It wasn't hard. Matter of fact, that's the only way he had ever seen Laura-with her mouth wrapped around a dick.
Bill had been thumbing through a swingers' magazine looking for some likely action a couple of months ago and come across a photo he couldn't forget. It kept popping up in his mind for a couple of days and that was when he had decided to answer the box number.
He fished for his wallet. He had been carrying the photo around ever since.
It showed an attractive man and woman without their clothes on lying on a bed. The girl was on her back and the man was lying on his side. He was feeding his penis into her mouth while his hand rested in her thicket of cunt hair. The woman's small tits had large nipples and they looked very hard in the picture. One of her hands was around the man's dick, holding it in her mouth. She had the head of it in her mouth and the man was watching her suck. Her hand was about half way down the dick, which looked very thick. Her fingers didn't come close to being able to encircle the guy's prod. Bill wondered if it was Laura's husband or someone else. The woman had long dark hair, was lovely looking, with a gold chain around her waist, almost hanging in her bush. She had so much cunt hair that the guy's hand couldn't begin to cover it.
Matthews felt his penis lengthening along his thigh. Jesus, what a turn on. I'm going to enjoy getting that little bitch down on her knees. He wondered if her husband would insist on staying in the room while he fucked her. Some guys liked to see it. He hoped he could get her off alone. Sometimes they let themselves really go when their husbands weren't watching, but got uptight when the old man was there, he thought.
The ad under the picture read:
"Super sexy and attractive Boston suburban couple looking for same for fun and games. Into Polaroid's, open swinging, particularly enjoy French and Greek cultures. Husband has eight inches. Very discriminating. Prefer couples and bi-girls. Wife needs long-lasting, well-hung men only. Don't write if you don't measure up."
Two hours later, Bill and his secretary, Janice, were having dinner at the Wayland Hills Inn, just a few miles from the Bestwick's and even closer to Janice's home.
"This is a nice place, Bill, how did you decide on here? I've only been here a couple of times before," Janice asked working on her glass of wine.
"I've got some friends close by I've got to see later tonight, Jan. Business really. So I thought it would be convenient. I can drop you off and then get on my way."
She looked disappointed for a moment. He felt her leg rub against him under the table.
"You've got a room here, don't you?" she asked in a whisper, her hand travelling over his thigh towards his cock.
"You want some of this," she answered squeezing his cock through his pants. "It doesn't much matter if it's in your car or on the grass, but it might be nice to stretch out upstairs."
"Yeah, honey, it's going to be nice upstairs. Let's finish and get going. You're doing things to me.
"I can feel. I'm going to like getting that in me. I heard you were an ex-ballplayer, but carrying your own bat around is sort of showy, don't you think?" she giggled.
"I never know when I'm going to need it, Jan." His hand covered hers in his lap. He quickly unzipped his fly, looking around to make sure no one was watching them. The room was dimly lit. He fished his growing cock out of his pants and pressed it into her little hand. She gasped, jerked her hand away, then brought it slowly back and wrapped it around his big dick.
"You didn't tell me it was a whopper," she giggled softly.
"You never asked." He suppressed a moan as she squeezed hard at his dick head as it slipped through the tight foreskin. She felt his cock all over, all the way down to thick base buried in thick pubic hair and groped for his heavy nuts through his trousers material. "Let's go, I'm as ready as you are, honey," she said in a little girl's voice.
"Are you wet?" he asked.
"Yes. I can feel it in my panties."
"Give me a minute to finish my wine, I can't walk out of here with that fuckin' thing waving in the wind. Let me have time for it to go down, baby." He put it back in his pants. It was uncomfortably tight.
In the elevator, she clung to him, kissing him deeply, burying her wet, hot tongue in his mouth, giving little fuck-like jerks with her hips against his semi-hardon. He held her tight, smelling the perfume in her long blonde hair and pressed his chest against her big boobs. Jesus, she's big in that department, he thought. She's got bigger tits than my fuckin' wife!
They fell across the motel bed in each other's arms, clenching tight and he kissed her all over her face while his hands felt up her tits. "Shit, you've got big ones, baby," he whispered.
"You ready to see them? I could use some sucking on them. Are you going to kiss them?" Janice asked, sitting up.
He didn't need to reply. He lay back and watched the twenty-year-old slip off her blouse, revealing a filled-to-the-brim black bra with the nipple area cut out. He had seen pictures of lingerie like that, but had never seen a girl wearing any of it. "Oh shit," he moaned, reaching for her jugs.
"Not so hard, they're sensitive. Treat them nice, Bill," she murmured. He felt them all over, pushing them into fat mounds, then working on the hard, red nipples. The aureoles were as big as silver dollars, a pale pink, but the inch-long nips themselves were a deep and angry red color.
He started sucking her tits, first one, then the other. He noticed she had her hand up under her skirt playing with herself while he worked on her nips.
"Get undressed," he ordered after a few minutes.
"Aren't you going to undress me?" she begged.
"No, I want you to do it. Hurry! But leave your bra on."
She stood up by the bed and pulled her skirt down and he quickly slipped his shirt and trousers off. "Do you want everything off?" she asked, standing before him in only her bra and silk panties cut away at the crotch. A deep slash, with blue ribbon at either side, revealing her hairy little snatch, just the beginnings of her cunt lips visible through the thick sex fur.
"Let me touch it, come here," Bill told his secretary.
She took a few steps toward him, spread her legs and pushed her cunt out at him. He couldn't resist. With a moan he pitched forward, burying his face in the soft hair, smelling deeply of the sweet cunt juice, his arms wrapped around her, his fingers biting into her fat, but hard ass.
"Ohhhhhhhh! Are you going to do that?" she moaned.
"Yes, I'm going to eat you, baby."
She crossed the room to an armchair and sat down, raising her legs in the air, spread wide and resting each one on the chair arms.
What a hot little piece, Bill thought as he eyed her cunt and finished undressing in front of her. I wonder how many times she's done that same fuckin' thing right here, she only lives a few miles away.
He looked down at his cock as he skinned off his boxer shorts. It was very long, not fully hard yet, but hanging down thickly between his strong athlete's thighs. "Let me see you tongue it, babe," he said thickly, standing in front of her.
She bent forward from the waist, her pussy spread wide. Sticking out her tongue she reached for his dong and brought the fat hose to her mouth. She squeezed hard at the cockshead and tried to drive her tongue into his pisshole. It hurt for a second, then her mouth closed over the big tip and he shivered as he felt her hot tongue go to work on the sensitive underside.
He felt her soft cunt hair while she blew him, prying apart the small lips, feeling her moisture leak into his hand.
"My turn," he said, kneeling down before the spread girl. Janice rested her hands on her big tits, pummeling them gently and waited for her boss to get his face in her cunt. Unconsciously, her hips were making little pumping motions as if she already had a dick in her.
He grasped his penis and began to caress it gently as he bent to her snatch, his tongue out and he buried it between the sweet lips.
"Ahhhhhh!" she moaned, jerking her hips away for a second, then pressing him back into her cunt. "Suck it, Bill. Suck my cunt for me," she whined.
He licked all around her cunt, soaking the thick growth of hair, laving the hot lips, soothing the slippery cunt meat and finally inserting his tongue as far as he could into the vagina itself. "Oh, it's beautiful, so fuckin' beautiful," she moaned breathlessly.
He felt her body begin to tense. Jesus, she's going to come off already. He licked harder at her love button, finding it erect and unhooded, a tiny little pea-sized clit which was driving her wild. "I'm making it, Bill, Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Fucking Jesus, lick me faster, lick me faster right now, ahhhhhhh!"
He stuck two fingers in her just as she came off and she writhed hotly on the thickness, pumping her cunt toward them, trying to get them in as deep as possible. Bill felt his penis erect fully and a long stream of pre-come drooled from the tip down to the carpet.
He straightened up and moved closer to her, still on his knees, finding that his cock was perfectly aimed at her little cunt. He took his dick in his fist and brushed the fat glands over her hairy box, letting it slide over the parted lips and nudge her clit. She moaned, pressing her hands to her softly rounded stomach, just above her cunt hair.
He put the head of it in her without any trouble. She was bigger than he thought. She took four or five inches with only soft groans escaping her lips and he stopped, letting her little snatch adjust around his big pole.
"Give me some more slowly, Bill," she moaned, grasping his shoulders.
He pressed more hose into her, feeling the hot wetness surround his fat dick, feeling her like an envelope of hot jelly. He went in her right to the balls, not even striking her cervix. God, she's deep, he thought, as her moans grew louder. She was fucking back at him again and his slimy cock rocked back and forth into the young girl. She dropped one of her hands down, pushing back on his stomach and he stopped railing her, his cock half out. She reached under the broad dick and seized his ball bag, bringing the huge appendage around his dick so that she was actually rubbing her clit with his testicles when he resumed poling her.
"Oh, shit, that's great, Jan. I don't where you learned that fuckin' trick, but it's a lulu," he mumbled.
She held his nuts tightly, staring down at his long dick as it stroked her faster and faster.
"Are you going to come?" she asked.
"In a minute, in a fuckin' minute, honey." He could hardly talk he felt so good.
"I want to drink it ... don't do it in my cunt, I want to eat your stuff, okay, baby?" she begged the big man slicking his prick in and out of her.
"I don't know if I can, I'm so close," he gasped, his penis a pistoning white blur between her legs. She tried to wiggle away from him, but he desperately grabbed her hips, driving in even deeper, his penis enormously distended now as he started his final drive.
"In my mouth, Bill, in my mouth," she yelled, trying to fight him off with all her might. It was exciting him to see her fighting, like a rape almost, he thought and he concentrated on keeping his cock up her cunt and not letting her get away.
Suddenly he was there. He felt his nuts draw up and he felt the irresistible urge to get his rocks off. He fucked faster and deeper, pinning the girl to the back of the chair with the force of his hammering penis.
"There, there, uhhhhhhhh!" he grunted loudly as the first huge spasm shot through his cock and he felt a flood of sperm jet up his organ into the little blonde. He pressed his dick as hard into her as he could, barely hearing her complaint that he was hurting her and let the succeeding spasms of thick jism drown the swollen walls of the girl's vagina.
Still coming, he withdrew his soaking penis from her and with it in his fist, still splattering come from the purple tip, he rose up and forced it in her face. She accepted it, opened her mouth wide and sucked hard to get what semen was left in the heavy ball bag. He fingered her dripping cunt while she ate him. His stuff was pouring out of her gaping vagina and he smeared it wetly over her clit to give her a thrill. She let his dwindling hose drop with a loud "plop" from her mouth and peered down between her legs just as an enormous string of come drooled from her cunt onto his probing fingers.
"Jesus, you filled me up you bastard. You must have put a gallon of the stuff in me." She continued to stare with rapt attention as he fingered her soaking snatch as the semen streamed out around his fingers. She seemed fascinated by the amount he had ejaculated, finally inserting her own finger in her cunt to feel the sticky jism herself.
"Oh, Jesus, it's all over me, Bill. Shit, you really came a lot."
Bill lay back on the soft carpet. "Oh, Christ, that was good, Janice. You're good, honey."
He looked at his watch, Christ, he thought, only a half hour to get to the Bestwick's. He had to get the hell out of here and dump the little blonde.
"Come on, let's take a quick shower and hit the road, I'm running late," he said as he headed for the bathroom.
"You want me with you?" Janice asked.
"Only way to take a shower, come on, honey."
He stood behind her in the hot, streaming water and washed her back, rubbing her plump ass gently, then reached out in front of her to soap her huge tits, then down to the thick, hairy pussy. She moaned. He concentrated on her clit, circling it endlessly with a soapy finger while she forced her sweet ass back against his long, dangling penis. He felt himself beginning to get hard and he lifted his rod up so that it rode between her ass cheeks with the tip at the small of her back. He was getting hard again.
He began to finger her tight anus. She moved away from him quickly, slapping at his organ. "That's not nice, don't do that. It's uncomfortable, Bill."
He went back to soaping her back, turning off a little by her now and her lack of interest in getting fanny fucked. He began to think of all the office problems he had created for himself by dicking his secretary. Suddenly she didn't seem so appealing.
"What's the matter, Janice, don't you take it in the ass?" he asked crudely and in a cold tone of voice.
"No," she answered in a small voice, busying herself with a facecloth.
"It's nice that way. Let me fuck your ass, baby," he urged.
"No. I don't do it that way. It hurts too much. A guy tried it once and almost killed me. Why can't you just do it the normal way?" She stepped out of the tub and started drying herself. "Come on out. I'll dry your back for you ... and your dick, too," Janice said.
"I don't need my dick dry. I need it nice and wet so it'll fit easy into your hitter, baby," he answered.
"I won't do that," she replied coldly. When she saw he wasn't getting out of the shower, she moved back to the edge of the tub.
"I'll suck it for you, if you like."
"Head I don't need, baby, your shit chute is on my mind. How about it?" BUI asked with a grin, holding out his erect cock toward her.
"No," Janice said firmly, turning away.
"How about next time, baby?" he asked the big-titted blonde.
She turned toward him angrily. "Who said there's going to be a next time?"
She pranced out of the room leaving him with an image of her sweet ass a bright cherry red from the hot water and steamy bathroom.
They dressed almost without a word to each other and headed out to the parking lot and his car. Once in the car, she snuggled up.
"I liked it, honey. Don't be mad. I just don't take it in the can. Don't let's fight."
He grunted in reply and her big-titted body swung away from him as he turned a sharp corner. "It's the next block, right?" he asked curtly.
"Couldn't we go back to the Inn? I think I'm ready for some more Bill," she whispered in his ear as they glided up to her apartment house.
"I've got some business still to do tonight. I told you. Sorry, Janice."
"The same kind of business you had with me?" she asked unexpectedly.
He grabbed her, kissing her deeply. "No, of course not. We've got something special. Tell me we'll get together soon and you'll do what I want."
She was silent, then her hand went to his lap and she started gently groping his sex organs.
"Do you want me to blow you?" she whispered.
"Do you like to suck cock?" he asked immediately.
"Yes. I'd suck you off anytime. Let's go back to the Inn. I'm horny as hell," the little blonde whined.
"Will you let me put it in your ass? You're going to like it. I'll be very gentle," Bill told her, starting to feel her big breasts through the thin blouse.
"Let's go back to the Inn. I'll be real good to you, honey," Janice whimpered.
"Next time, Jan. Next time let's see what you want me to do with that tight, little, virgin ass. Now get going, I'm late."
CHAPTER TWO
Shit, Bill thought, I'm already half an hour late getting to Bestwick's. He wheeled the car out of Jan's neighborhood and headed for his next date, about two miles away.
He found the apartment house after stopping at a gas station for directions. It was in an upper-class area, surrounded by large, private homes with broad lawns and shade trees.
Before he got his finger off the bell the door swung open. He was sort of expecting Laura, in something sexy-looking, instead he got her husband, a tall, blonde guy about thirty who shook his hand and offered Bill a drink.
"Laura's still in the bathtub. I'm afraid we're running a little late tonight, too," Frank Bestwick said politely, sitting down across from Bill.
"As Laura told you, we usually don't have anything to do with singles, but she was anxious to meet you and I guess there's a chance your wife ... it's Penny, isn't it ... may start swapping one of these days. Right?"
"Yeah, well I've been pushing, but she's pretty firm about keeping out of this. Frankly, I'd be scoring more if she did get with it. There are plenty of times when no one wants you around when you can't bring a girl," Bill said over his drink.
"Let me ask you this," Frank said watching Bill closely, "if Penny isn't into swapping, how did you happen to get that picture of her without any clothes on that you sent to us?"
"Oh, that. It was just one of a few we took together. She didn't know I was going to send them around. She'd probably shit if she found out, but it's sort of an icebreaker, if you know what I mean."
"Hi, Bill. Glad you could make it. I'm Laura," a voice said from the doorway.
Bill got up and treated himself to an eyeful of Laura Bestwick. In her twenties, slim and tall, with long, dark hair, she stood at the entrance to the living room wearing a skintight, one-piece, velvet jump suit of dark blue. She was strikingly beautiful. She wore very high heels and her hair was pulled back in a loose pony tail knotted with a yellow, silk scarf. Her small, perfectly shaped tits were tightly molded under the velvet. So were her tight, little ass and long, slim thighs. Bill's cock gave a jump. No wonder she likes long-lasting guys, he thought remembering her ad in the swinger's magazine. She's such a knockout, probably no one can last with her. He was glad Janice had just finished fucking him. Without that dry-run he wouldn't have a chance to out-fuck this slim beauty.
"I'm drinking wine, Frank," she said to her husband, sitting down next to Bill. "And while you're up, get Bill another one. He might just need it, from the way his eyes are popping out," she laughed.
She was beautiful, composed, sophisticated and fully in control of everything happening in her home, Bill decided.
"I'm sorry that you didn't bring your wife. She's a pretty, little thing ... if you like the type," Laura said, sipping her drink. "I'm sure that Frank would like to tear off a piece of theft ... right, darling?"
Frank nodded, but didn't say anything.
Laura continued. "It's a little awkward without your wife for Frank, but we've worked out a little schedule which may please you. We all want a good time, I guess that's the important thing. We thought we'd show a few movies. We have some good porn we've collected over the past few years, nothing tacky, mostly color stuff from Denmark, then maybe we'll just dive in and Frank will pose us a little. I think I told you he wanted to get some Polaroid's. He likes to collect photos of me being balled. Don't you baby?" she said teasingly to her husband.
"Next best thing to the real article," he replied dryly. There was a curious tension between the couple that Bill couldn't figure out. She seemed to be baiting Frank, but she was obviously fond of him. Bill chalked it up to the inevitable problems when there were two men and one woman in the same bed. At any given time, someone was getting fucked ... or not fucked, as the case may be.
"Do you mind if I ask you a personal question, Bill?" Laura said, putting her hand on his thigh.
"No, of course not, let's be perfectly open with each other, we have nothing to hide."
"When was the last time you got laid?" Laura asked, the tip of her tongue between her lips.
Bill fussed with his drink for a moment. Should he tell the truth? Would she toss him out on his ass if she knew he had had his dick in a girl half an hour ago.
"Do you want the truth or should I pretend I'm a misunderstood husband who never gets laid?"
Laura laughed. "Try the truth, it's usually more exciting. I wouldn't be surprised if you'd had some today. Am I right?"
"Matter of fact I just left my secretary and we spent an hour at Wayland Inn getting it on. Does it make a difference?" Bill replied.
"No, it makes no difference," Laura said, her voice dropping as she leaned toward Bill, her hand coming closer to his crotch. "It excites me to think you've fucked already tonight. What was she like?"
"Nice. A good screw. I didn't know she'd be that hot."
"What did you do to her?" Frank asked from across the room, aware that Laura's hand was now resting on Bill's sex organs, but apparently not caring. "Tell us exactly what you did to her."
"It was pretty straight forward," Bill answered after a pause to get his thoughts together. "I ate her out and fucked her. Then I wanted her in the ass and she wouldn't play so I took her home. She gave me some head when we parked in front of her apartment. That's about it."
Bill felt Laura's hand caressing his bulging cock and balls gently, her hand roving over the hardening lump as she watched him closely. Her eyes were half closed, the tip of her tongue visible between her tiny, white teeth.
"You've got a big cock, don't you, Bill?" Laura whispered, still rubbing it. "I've seen that picture, I know. Did your secretary like it?"
"Yes. She came off. She has a deep, little pussy." Bill put his hand out to mold one of Laura's small, perfectly shaped tits. It was very hard, almost bursting through the material and he could feel that her nipple was hard beneath the velvet.
"Did you come in her cunt?" Frank asked.
"Yes, mostly. I finally gave her the last few shots in the mouth. She wanted it that way."
"Did she swallow your stuff?" Laura asked.
"Yes. She swallowed it."
There was silence in the room for a few minutes. Laura still probed Bill's penis and her breath was coming faster. She liked hearing about his evening.
Frank set up a screen at the end of the room and plugged in his projector. He cut the lights out and fiddled with the film cans. Laura moved closer to Bill. "I think I'd like you to take your clothes off while we watch," she whispered.
"What about you?" Bill replied.
"I like to stay dressed for a little bit while the man is nude. I want to play with your dick. Don't do anything to me now; I want you to wait."
Bill said, "What if I can't?"
"Then you're just not the long-lasting hero you told me you were," Laura giggled in his ear.
Bill started shucking off his clothes. He stood up to take off his trousers and as he pulled them down over his penis Laura gasped and plunged her face into his thick, wiry pubic hair, her hand tugging hard at his semi-hard prick. She kissed wildly at his hair, penis and testicles, fondling him with a firm practiced hand, seeking out every sensitive area, even up behind his balls, where she dug her fingers in deeply, almost hurting him. He felt his dick getting very thick.
"Oh, it's a nice one, baby. I'm going to like making a pet out of that thing. Jesus, you're going to make Momma come all over the fuckin' room with that horse cock," Laura whimpered, holding his dick reverently as she looked up at him.
He sat down again, naked now, the girl in the velvet jump suit at his side fondling his prick. At the end of the room the stark, white screen lit up with a title and he heard the film begin to churn through the projector.
Laura's husband sat near them, tending the projector. Bill could see that from time to time he would take his eyes off the screen and watch his wife fondling Bill's body. She didn't concentrate on his prick alone.
She rubbed her soft, hot hands over his thighs and legs, his arms and chest, taking small nibbles at his nipples, once in a while dipping her head down into his lap for a quick kiss at his prick which she held tightly in her small hand. At other times, she rested her head on his shoulder, licking his neck wetly, purring into his ear, occasionally commenting on the action.
"Tell me when you see something you especially like, something that really turns you on, baby," Bill said to her loud enough so that her husband could hear, too.
"Do you want me to take my clothes off, Laura?" her husband asked after a few minutes.
"Yes. Show Billy-boy here he's not the only rooster in the hen house. We'd hate for him to think he had the biggest dick on the East Coast, wouldn't we?" she said chidingly.
Frank stripped quickly in the light of the projector, revealing a long, flaccid cock hanging half way down his thigh. Jesus, Bill thought, he was the one in the picture, the one with the cock in her mouth she couldn't get her fingers around.
"You guys are twins in the cock department," Laura said, staring at her husband as if she had never seen his prick before.
"Tell Bill what you like in the movies, Laura," Frank ordered.
The film was half way through before Bill felt Laura's body jerk, then she pressed very close to him, grabbing his cock.
"I like that scene. Those two women fucking that guy who's tied down. That's an exciting way to fuck."
Bill was hardly aware when the movies ended. Frank turned on a dim light and starting loading the Polaroid with film. Bill's penis was very hard and Laura's head was in his lap where she laved the fat column with her tongue, teasing him, rather than giving him the straight release of a mouth on his dick.
A flash cube went off making Bill blink. Frank had started.
"Take your clothes off, Laura," Frank directed his wife. She stood up obediently and in a moment had unzipped the jump suit from her neck to her pussy and shrugged it off. Both men stared at her. She was extremely slender, with long, shapely legs, tiny breasts as hard as apples and just below the tender pouch of her silky stomach lay a thick nest of brownish hair which completely covered her cunt. Her sex lips weren't even visible.
Bill put out his hand and stroked the wealth of fur and Laura responded by hunching her hips back and forth, pushing her snatch against his hand. "Put a finger in," she ordered.
She squatted slightly, spreading her legs and sticking her cunt in his face. He buried his hand in the inviting hair pie, feeling for her vagina and his finger sank into the sopping hole without any difficulty. "Jesus, you're wet. You're ready for cock, aren't you?" Bill asked the young wife.
Wordlessly, she continued to rotate her wet cunt around his inserted finger, then pulled back with a sharp grind of her ass. She went over to the end of the couch where her husband was sitting and bent over, offering her ass to Bill as she started to fondle her husband's long penis.
Bill stood up and got behind her, feeling his prick ride up between the soft downy buttocks. Over her shoulder he could see her feasting on Frank's dork. Bill took his dick in his hand and wiped it back and forth, up and down, over her fat cunt lips, gathering moisture on it. The thick head nudged her opening and he spread her small buttocks with his hands so he could see what he was doing. He heard her slurping on the other man's dick and he could see her head going up and down.
Below him, he saw the tiny brown shitter, beneath that his thick penis was poised at her cunthole. He pressed forward and she rewarded him with a low moan. He went ahead and pushed into her slim body-she had swallowed up more than half his cock in an instant, her ass beginning to wildly gyrate as she fought for more sensation from his dick. With a swift stroke he buried it to the hilt, enjoying her gasp of surprise as she lifted her head from the other man's dick. He sworded into her deeply, withdrawing to the tip, so he could see the flaring red rim of his dick, before pushing it back into her. She was so slim it was easy to get way into her, there was hardly any ass to pillow the hard cock thrusts.
She was moaning almost continually now as he kept up the violent dance. Bill reached around and worked on her hard little nipples. She groaned louder.
"Harder, pinch my tits harder," she yelled.
Frank got up from the couch, withdrawing his wet dick from his wife's hungry, searching mouth and came around to Bill's side with his camera in his hand.
"Hold it out, so I can get a picture of the length just about to go in," he told the guy railing his wife.
Bill brought the fat bludgeon out to the very tip, but it slapped up against his belly and he fisted it down toward her hole, burying it just nose deep and holding still as Frank snapped off two quick photos.
"Go in my ass, Bill. I need it there, now," Laura begged from her position bent over the couch. "Frank," she moaned, "give him some Vaseline, or he'll kill me with that damn thing. Quick, honey, I need it so bad in my asshole."
Frank left the room for a moment and returned with a tube. He handed it to Bill and stood back and took some more photos and Bill greased his prod. He spread Laura's bottom and sank the nozzle of the tube in her shitter and squeezed hard. She shivered under his touch.
"Let me have it this way, boys," she said suddenly straightening up.
"Get down on the couch, Frank." Frank sat down on the couch, his long pecker standing up between his legs. Laura straddled him, fisting the fat organ into her snatch with a yell of pleasure. Then she bent as far forward as she could, offering her ripe little asshole to Bill.
"Fuck my ass, Bill. Get it in from behind, while Frank does my cunt. Ohhhhhhh! Jesus, you guys are killing me. This is so dirty. Ahhhhhhhh!"
Bill buried his thumb in her tight shitter, exploring the narrow tube, smearing the grease around and then approached the small hole with his dick in his hand.
She was very tight back there, it was going to be a brutal fit. He wondered if she could take it all. Frank's peter was cruelly stretching her cunt, leaving little room in the pinched rectum for someone Bill's size.
He tried to press the thick cockhead into her anus. "Jesussssss! Fucking, fucking Christ," she yelled, "you big bastard, take it easy, you're killing my ass."
Her words inflamed him and he lunged without caring about her pain and the brutal fit. His fat dick slipped through his fist four or five full inches into the tiny opening. Laura screamed in agony, jetting her wet tongue into her husband's mouth. Bill could feel her slight body trembling. She was impaled on two long pricks now. She couldn't speak, only slobber into Frank's mouth and feel around behind her to see how much dick was in her chute.
Both men were motionless, she was too tight to fuck at the moment and they waited for her to adjust to the double ramming.
"Christ, you're not even all in," she groaned at Bill. "Oh! You son of a bitch, you're killing my ass."
"Jesus, she's coming off already," Bill heard Frank mutter and both men rammed deeply into the young wife. She shook from head to foot and screamed: "Ahhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhh! I'm getting my fuckin' rocks, you bastards. Oh! Oh! Oh, Jesus, you fuckin' filthy bastards, you're making me get my fuckin' cookies already, shitttttttt!" She slumped forward on her husband's chest, almost lifeless now, both men impaled to the base of their cocks in her.
"I'm going off, too," Frank moaned and he rammed upwards into the stretched cunt a dozen times violently as his dick erupted into her snatch. "Oh, it's so hot," Laura moaned into his ear.
"Come in me, honey. Come in my ass, Bill, I'm so ready for you, baby."
"Come sit on it, I can't get off this way," Bill muttered, up to his balls in the woman still.
He backed off, pulling his cock out of her impossibly tight shitter. He was as hard as a rock, his penis hugely erected, as thick as his wrist in his excitement. She groaned with pain and pleasure as she felt him take the long, sliding ride out of her ass.
He lay down on the rug, his penis standing like a small tree between his hairy thighs. "Come and get it, bitch," he moaned at Laura. She rose off her husband's thighs and Bill saw the huge dork flop out of her come-filled cunt. She waddled toward him, so recently stuffed she couldn't get her legs back together and straddled him, crouching down. "Do you want my cunt, honey?" she asked.
"No. Put it back in your ass. It'll go deeper this way."
She crouched lower, taking his tremendous joint in her hand and directed its pulsating glands to her now stretched asshole. As she planted the tip in her guts, which wrung a harsh groan from her lips, huge gobs of semen drooled down her thighs from her cunt. She took her fingers and scooped up the white jism and tasted it.
"Squat down, I'm not in you enough," Bill told her, his frustration mounting.
Holding his cock carefully, she eased down on it, taking several thick inches in her rectum. "Ohhhhh! Fuck, it's so fuckin' thick, honey. Why don't you use my cunt ... it'll be more comfortable for me," Laura begged.
His hands shot out and with a huge paw on either slim hip, he dragged her down with all his might, his enormous prick squirming its way into her hot ass tunnel. She screamed and fell over on his chest. He tried to get some friction going, but her bung was too tight. His penis was trapped in her vice-like ass.
"Ohhhh! Not so hard," she wailed, cowering on his chest. Bill was aware of another flash cube going off, this time behind Laura. Frank was busy taking pictures of his wife's ass stuffed with the stranger's prick.
"It's beginning to feel nice," Laura whispered a few moments later. "Let me feel my clitty and I'll be able to fuck you."
She sat up, taking the dick further in her-she gasped with pleasure-and her fingers sought her hairy snatch. Laura began stroking her clit and Bill felt her tight anus contracting around him. Each time her fingers strummed over the hard little love button, her ass muscles clenched, thrilling him.
"I can't take much more," he wailed.
"Wait'll I come off, wait for me you bastard," Laura huffed, rubbing her cunt as hard and fast as she could.
Bill tried to hold back, but the pressure was growing intense. He saw Frank come over to Laura's side and press his penis into her face. She automatically took it deep in her throat. "I'm coming now, baby," he cried out, "it's starting up my cock. I can't hold back." He thrust as hard as he could in her, needing more friction around his cockhead. "Me, too, I'm getting off again with you, Bill," Laura moaned, her hand a blur against her hairy crack. He felt his wad shoot deep into her ass, jet after jet of hot jism pouring out of him into her as she pried open her box with her fingers to get the last ounce of sensation.
"Take it, baby, take it all," Bill heard Frank say. The other man's cock was up again and Frank was jerking it off in her face as fast as he could. With a mighty groan, "Uhhhhhhhhh!" he began to come, shooting in her face hot flashes of semen, ending in a few feebler squirts which drooled off his cockhead to her hard, little tits where she massaged the hot juice into the nips.
"I hate to lift off it, it feels so nice now, so nice and slippery. It's a better size, now you've come, you know," Laura said to him when she'd recovered a few minutes later.
"Wait a few minutes and I'll get it up again for you," Bill said.
"Ohhhhh, Jesus, I can't take it in the ass again, Bill. I'll be sore for a week as it is. Jesus, I'll have to sit on a pillow from now on. You've really wrecked my fanny ... and I love you for it, you horny bastard," Laura laughed.
She got up, his fat penis plopping with a loud farting noise out of her well-fucked rectum. For an instant, captured by her husband's Polaroid, she was attached to the stranger she had fucked by a long, silvery thread of come and then it broke and she dribbled his load back over his thighs as she rolled over on her side. "Whew, I'm bushed, you guys really know how to take it out of a girl, do you know that?" she said.
"Let's have a drink, I'm done in," her husband echoed. "What about you, Bill, another drink?"
Bill checked his watch. Christ, it was two a.m. already and he had a plane to catch.
"Well, what the hell, a weak one and then I've got to run."
"Probably back to his fuckin' secretary," teased Laura.
CHAPTER THREE
Eighteen-year-old Penny Matthews, Bill's beautiful wife wasn't sorry to see Bill heading off on a brief business trip. It gave her time to catch up with a few friends, get the apartment straightened out and perhaps best from her point of view, it gave her a rest from Bill's sex demands.
Married less than a year, she frankly hadn't been prepared for his sex drive. He usually fucked her in the morning, early, before she was really awake and then wanted a long session in the evening before sleep. During their intense courtship she was flattered by the attentions of a man seven years her senior who had plenty of money. It had excited and expanded her awakening sex drive, but she had never imagined that it would become a burden. They spent plenty of weekends in motels, usually in pretty places like Vermont or Cape Cod and while there was a lot of sex, it was usually combined with skiing or swimming. Now, she thought, it wasn't combined with anything, it was just something he needed constantly.
Penny was headed for lunch with an old friend, Carol Miller, who had recently divorced her husband, Sam Miller. She was slightly older than Penny and they had worked together briefly before their marriages.
They were into their second cocktail of the leisurely lunch before Penny got around to the subject she was most interested in-the divorce. She had heard some rumors that sex was involved, but she had never heard the real story.
"Carol, tell me the truth. What did happen between you and Sammy? I've heard some strange stories, but I'm dying to know the truth."
"It was this way. Sam was into something called swapping, even before I met him. He had a thing about going to bed with several people at one time and he usually found a girl friend who liked the same sort of thing. He didn't try it on me before we got married, but he sure tried as soon as the ring was on my finger.
"People would call and ask us to parties and when we got there, they expected to line up and ... well, there's only one way to say it, to fuck me all night long while Sam went off with the other girls or watched.
"I couldn't take it. He kept begging me and I finally tried it a few times. The first few times I just called a taxi and went home. Usually he stayed. Then I actually went through with it a couple of times at our house, but I couldn't get to like it. Some of the guys were dolls. I mean these were really attractive, wealthy people. But I didn't want to pass my ass around. I wouldn't have gotten married if that's what I wanted.
"That's what it all boiled down, too. Oh, yes and then there were the times when real creeps showed up. I mean, they might have worn the most expensive clothes in the world, been to fancy colleges, the whole bit, but then they pin you down in bed and want to do something really foul. There was this one guy who only wanted to lick my asshole. There was all kinds of crazy shit like that. One time, God, I'll never forget it, Sammy wanted me to do it in front of about five guys ... and the deal was I was supposed to take all these studs on while Sammy diddled some stupid, little bitch of a waitress they had brought along in case they couldn't find anything else to fuck that night.
"That was it for me, the damn end of everything," Carol concluded, dipping her face toward her plate and starting to eat lunch.
Penny watched the attractive girl intently. For some reason she couldn't explain, Penny felt herself getting wet. Jesus, she thought, this girl is going through hell and I'm coming off. The idea of fucking several guys at the same time had turned her on. She hadn't ever heard of such a thing. She hadn't ever fantasized it. She thought about being the center of attention of a group of men as they went to work on her.
"Ah ... ah ... so what did they do actually. I mean to you, Carol?" Penny asked in a strangled voice, trying to sound unconcerned,
"They didn't do a damn thing," Carol answered in an outraged voice. "There the bastards were, with Sam looking on, they're all standing around with their cocks out, drooling over the thought of getting into me and I didn't even get my clothes off. I just walked out and called a lawyer."
"You know, it might have been fun," Penny found herself saying, even shocking herself.
There was a pause. Carol said, "You know, sometimes now late at night I think the same damn thing when I'm diddling myself. Jesus, the nights sure get lonely now. But it didn't look too great at the time, let me tell you. It was ... well it was kind of scary at the time. That's a lot of guys to take on you know and there's your husband watching the whole thing."
Over coffee a few minutes later, Penny Matthews was to learn a simple fact which would have a life-long effect on her life, although she didn't realize it at the time.
In a casual voice, Carol remarked: "You know, from what I hear your Bill is into this swapping thing, too, or was before you two got married. Are you sure you haven't had anything to do with it?"
"You're crazy, Carol ... my God, Bill and me. No way, let me tell you. I think you're mistaken, badly mistaken. Are you sure you're just not jealous of us?" the brunette said bitterly.
"Call it what you will," Carol replied. "I know I heard Sammy mention Bill's name one night, about some party Sam had been to and I wouldn't go along. He said Bill was there alone, without you, of course and they both got thrown out because they showed up without dates. Now, look, that's all I heard. That doesn't make a criminal out of Bill exactly, does it? But, I swear, he's in this swapping thing somehow, or was until recently."
"I don't believe you, Carol, you're just being bitchy. Bill may like his ... his pussy, but he wouldn't do that kind of thing, I'm sure."
Later that afternoon after she got home, Penny started to think about what Carol had said. The seed had been deeply planted. Something about the combination of Penny's excitement over the thought of Carol being faced with all those men who wanted to fuck her one after another, along with the thought Bill might be involved in this wild sex underworld had fired her imagination and made her doubt herself. Maybe Bill had been doing some outside fucking. God knows, he's horny enough, Penny thought to herself. What had Carol said; these people keep in touch with each other through letters and nude photos and phone calls. Penny made up her mind. She was going upstairs to the spare bedroom which Bill used as a combination office and den and have a look through that desk he always kept locked.
First, she poured herself a large scotch on the rocks and then went to the hall closet where Bill kept a duplicate set of keys.
Her cunt was tingling, she had goosebumps on her arm, the slight down began to rise, a funny feeling along her spine. She knew ... she knew for certain, without going in that desk that she would find positive proof that her husband was engaged in sexual swapping with other couples.
What she was looking for was in the bottom right-hand drawer. There were several yellow manila folders, most with dates on them and a quick look at the top one confirmed her fears ... or were they her hopes? First, she found a bunch of letters, many with photos stapled or paper-clipped to them. The first photo showed a middle-aged woman sitting on the toilet, a large rubber prick sticking out of her cunt. She was grinning with pleasure. Another photo showed two girls eating each other out while a man put his dick in the girl on top. Another photo showed a man holding his penis in his hand, far back at the base, to make it look larger. It was huge.
She felt slightly sick to her stomach, but she also felt curious and horny.
Something made her want to take her skirt off. She stood up and unzipped it, sitting down again in her pale, blue panties. Her thick growth of pubic floss pushed the thin cloth forward and she noticed she was very wet. It was straining through the material. She sat back in the big office chair-Bill used to call himself the judge when he sat in his chair-and she felt her tits and the other combed through her brown cunt hair, reaching for her dripping slit.
She played with herself for a few moments, letting the images from the photos slip through her mind. Jesus, she thought, that guy holding his dick had a big one. She had never seen anyone hung like that. She wondered what it would feel like to lie down for it. Then there was the photo of the two young girls eating each other out. God, what that must be like. Bill went down on her often, but it usually embarrassed her. She was afraid she hadn't washed, or he wouldn't like the smell. She wondered what it would be like to get her face in another woman's snatch, feel the soft hair brush her lips, hear the gentle moans, feel the pressure of a hand on the back of her neck pushing her into the honeypot.
She sighed deeply and turned her attention to the folders on the desk.
Penny thumbed through some of the letters, finding she was dropping her hand to her dripping vulva more and more as she read the incriminating words she should have hated. But didn't.
She carefully put all the folders back in her husband's desk, but she kept the picture of the guy with the big dick. She was going to look at it when she went to bed. She started to feel warmer, a lazy, sexy feeling suffused her body. She rubbed the photo lightly over her cunt, it came away slightly moistened by her cunt juice and she lovingly ran her tongue over the picture, over the man's body and she shivered.
CHAPTER FOUR
It was Bill's first night home after his business trip and he and Penny were sitting around the kitchen after dinner having a drink before bed. Well, it's now or never, Penny thought to herself.
"You know when I had lunch with Carol the other day she said she thought you might be involved in sex with other people ... she called it swapping. She seemed pretty sure. Don't you think you owe it to me to come clean. I may not be quite as big a prude as you think, you know," Penny said.
Bill was silent. How much should he tell her? Should he admit the whole thing or fake it? She didn't seem too shook up.
"Carol's right," he said hesitatingly, "right in a way. I've been interested in getting into some swap groups, but I haven't done much if that's what you think. The way these things work is that you really have to bring your wife. They aren't too hot for singles, unless they are girls and then they never say no," he laughed.
"Did you used to go to these things with other girls before you met me?" Penny asked.
"Yeah. Sometimes, depending if the girl wanted to or not. Are you interested? Do you think it's something you could enjoy? I'm telling you, there's nothing like it in this whole damn world if you can just lie back and enjoy it and not worry your head off."
Penny stood up. She was actually shaking. Her voice trembled and grew loud and harsh.
"No, I don't want to go to your fuckin' sex club. No, I don't want my ass peddled all over the country just so you can get into something new. What makes you think I want to fuck strangers? Do you really want to see me with someone grunting his ass off while he sticks it to me? Is that what you want? Is that your idea of good sex? I think it's sick and what's more, I think you're sick." She ran from the room and a moment later he heard the bedroom door slam.
Bill got up and mixed himself another drink, a long, strong one this time. That little display of emotion was going to cost her before the night was over, he thought to himself. Maybe a good, hard fucking will drive some daylight into her brains.
He picked up the phone and dialed his secretary's home number. Upstairs, Penny lay crying on her bed, aware that this sort of scene always pissed Bill off and he was just as liable to walk out of the house for the night as not. When she heard him making a call, she picked up the phone extension in the bedroom.
"Hi, honey, it's Bill. Did you miss me?"
"I missed not fucking you all night long, that's what I missed," replied Janice, seductively.
Oh, my God, Penny thought, that's his secretary from work. Jesus, he's got something going with her, too.
"Why don't you come over and we'll party," Janice said.
"I'd like to, but I've got a little business to take care of here."
Janice laughed. "Yeah, like fucking that snooty, little bitch of a wife of yours. Well, see if you can stick it up her can and maybe you won't want me so bad there next time."
"Cool off, honey, we'll get together again soon. I love that little cooze of yours. I'm not about to forget you."
"Make sure you don't, honey. Just make sure you don't."
Penny put down the phone as quietly as she could. She felt hot and restless. The thought that Bill was fucking the pretty blonde disgusted her, but at the same time it was exciting her. What was that stuff about sticking it in her can. Penny had never thought about ass fucking. It repelled her. She wondered how the little secretary could do such a thing.
She heard Bill coming up the stairs. She held her breath. He opened the bedroom door and walked in. He was naked and his prick was hard, swinging hugely in front of him like another arm. It looked enormous.
"Talking to Janice gave me a hard on, honey. Now you're going to get to work it down. I'd rather stick it to her, but you're here and I'm hot to go," he said crudely, his voice cold and menacing.
"You're disgusting. I heard that whole conversation. You've been fucking that little bitch on the side. What makes you think you can do that to me?" Penny yelled at him.
He dashed his drink in her face, following it with a hard slap across her cheek. She fell back on the bed with a gasp, shocked to the core. Her mouth hurt, she felt dizzy and tears streamed down her face as she cowered away from her naked husband.
"Get your clothes off, quick!" he demanded.
"No. I want to be left alone. Leave me alone. I'll sleep downstairs. I don't want to touch you, you're filthy," she screamed.
He bent over the bed to her, his hard dick wagging in front of him and grabbed her huge, soft tits with all his might. "You want me to squeeze these fuckin' things off?" The pressure of his hands was relentless and no matter how she struggled she couldn't move. She tried to slap him. He slapped her across her big tits, once, twice, then across the face.
"Ohhhhhh! Jesus, leave me alone. Don't hurt me anymore. You're frightening me," she wailed.
She felt her cashmere sweater rip, he was tearing it down the front. When he had revealed her bra, he yanked it off and her huge breasts fell fatly toward him.
"Get your clothes off, Penny. I won't tell you again. You're going to swing on this dick just the way I want it and for just as long as I want it, understand. And if I want to stick it a mile up your ass, you're going to beg for it on your knees. Understand, bitch?"
"I'll make love to you, if you want, dear. But don't make it like this. Be gentle to me like you usually are," she begged.
He pulled her off the bed by her hair, snapping her head back. When she was crouched abjectly in front of him, her head still in his tight grip, he wagged his thick cock back and forth over her face, a long string of pre-come dotting her forehead.
"Give me some head, bitch."
She opened her mouth and accepted the fat crown of his dick. He was so big that it made her jaws ache to take him orally. He jammed it deep in her throat until she gagged and started coughing. He pulled back slightly and then holding her head tight began fucking her face, moving his prod in and out of her pursed lips several inches at a time.
She felt the bursting thick veins, like pieces of string and the raised rim around the penis head and tasted that he was leaking a lot of juice into her mouth.
"Is your cunt getting wet? You like it don't you? You like to go down on me. Tell me, damn you," he demanded.
"I like to go down on you," she groaned and he felt her tongue begin to work on his hose. Still holding her short, dark hair tightly in his hand he started feeling her tits with the other hand. He wrenched at her fat nipples and she felt the aureoles draw up in excitement.
"I'm getting close, baby. You're good at that. You must have sucked a lot of cock to get that good."
He's like a different man, Penny thought, he's never been like this with me before. It's like fucking a complete stranger. The thought excited her. She liked hearing him talk dirty to her. It reminded her of the phone call she had made.
Bill pushed her away. "Show me your ass. Let's see what you've got under that skirt."
She pulled off her skirt and panties, shamed that he could see the wet slimy patch her cunt had oozed out onto the pink silk. She lay back, propped up on her elbow.
"Show me your cunt."
She spread her legs slowly, gradually revealing the thick growth of dark brown hair which covered her cunt. Finally he could see her labia, the thick lips just barely gaping, but dripping with moisture which hung in silver drops on her sex fur.
"Put your finger in it. Show me the vagina."
"I'm too embarrassed. I don't want to," Penny answered.
"You want me to choke you with my dick again?" Bill asked angrily, starting toward her, his prick in his hand.
She pressed her hand to her furry thatch and spread the lips, dipping her forefinger into her cunt to the first knuckle. "Get your finger all the way in."
"Ahhhhhh!" she moaned unexpectedly. Bill felt his cock jerk in his hand. "You really are getting off on this aren't you? Put another finger in. No, wait. I've got something for you."
He picked up a plastic squeeze bottle from her dressing table and handed it to her. It was a bottle of hand lotion, as thick as her wrist and very long.
"It's too big to put in," she complained.
"Do you want me to do it?" he threatened.
Penny took the top off and squeezed out some of the lotion in her hand, anointing the thick plastic bottle with it. She started to push it in her cunt. It felt very good.
"It's good. It feels nice and big. But I can't take it all. It's too long, honey," she moaned at her husband, the squeeze bottle disappearing in her snatch. Bill crouched over her face, dangling his organ in her face. "lick it."
She stuck out her tongue and lightly tickled his thick hose. He bent down toward her pussy and put his big hand over hers and slowly drove the thick plastic bottle all the way into her cunt.
"Oh, Jesus, it feels like a horse ... ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhh!" Her body was trembling and her face was bright red. He pushed her hand away and pressed the base of the bottle into her. It disappeared into her tight crack, the lips closing over the bottle.
"It's hurting my stomach ... it's pressing way into me, honey, it's bigger than a cock. It's too long. Take it out, oh, God, take it out!"
He dipped his finger in her and pushed hard, ramming the bottle several more inches into her distended cunt. "I'll put another one in on top of that one, a fuckin' Coke bottle this time, if you don't stop complaining," he told her.
He felt his dick throbbing uncontrollably. Shit, he thought, I can't hold off, I'm going to get off. He yanked his hand away from his dick, hoping he could stop his orgasm, but he was too close. The first hot jet of sperm speared out of his wagging dick, going several feet in the air before it splattered on the girl's tits. He shot several more times, directing the flow into her face and hair.
"Now lick it clean, get it in your mouth," Bill ordered.
"It's all messy. Won't you wash it first? It's covered with your stuff," Penny whimpered.
He grabbed a fistful of her hair, giving another painful push to the bottle in her cunt. She opened wide and took his softening penis right up to the root, a sob coming from her as she felt the slimy head dig into her deep throat. "Oh, shit, that's good, baby, the pressure on the head is great, keep that up, oh, yeah, keep sucking."
He'd pressed the long, plastic bottle so far up her cunt he could just barely feel it now with his deeply inserted fingers. Slowly, savoring each hot inch, he withdrew his heavy gun from her mouth, squeezing a final drop off the purplish-looking head onto her compliant lips.
Bill sank heavily on the bed with a sigh, his wife still on the floor before him. "Get up on your hands and knees, I want to see your ass."
"That thing is making me too uncomfortable. Can I take it out?" she begged. "I'm afraid to move with it in me."
"Do as you're told, or I'll put a Coke in you. I'll even put one in your ass," he teased cruelly. She gasped.
Cautiously, trying to move as little as possible, she rolled slowly over and got on her knees, her huge breasts hanging down so far the fat tips were rubbing on the carpet. "Oh, God, it hurts bad, honey," she moaned.
"Back over to the bed."
She backed to him, putting her plump ass in his hands. He caressed the soft, hot flesh, kneading it like dough, then spreading the buttocks to get a better view of her asshole. The tiny, crinkled hole looked as if it would barely admit a pencil lead. She was very small in the ass.
He rubbed her gently, stroking her cunt and letting a spit-wet finger play with her anus. "Don't touch me there, it's dirty. I don't like that, Bill," she said angrily. He swiftly buried two fingers in her cunt, working the bottle deeper and while she struggled against this intrusion he buried his fat thumb in her asshole.
"Agggg!" she yelled, trying to squirm away, but he wouldn't release her. Through the thin membrane separating ass tunnel from cunt, he could feel the fat bottle. He handled her anus roughly and she groaned. His cock was up again, bobbing against her ass.
"I'm going to put it in your cunt. Don't worry, just the head." He fisted it into the tight little cunt mouth, burying a few inches in her, reveling in the hot pressure. He could feel the end of the bottle, cold against his dickhead, a not unpleasant sensation. He nudged deeper in her cunt, wringing a long groan from her.
He pricked her deeper. She was beginning to gasp. Reaching around in front of her he stroked the hard, little clit. Her ass was bucking, despite the double impalement and he got his dick deeper as her sex fever made her hunch back to get more joint up her.
"I think I'm going to make it, Bill. Rub me harder ... rub my clit hard," she wailed.
He was fucking her deeper now, she was taking almost half of his cock, only the bottle preventing him from sinking in to the root. She yelled out as if she were dying, breath coming in labored gasps. "It's here, oh, darling, it's here ... shit, oh, shit!" Her head dropped to the carpet as her orgasm exploded through her body. Her cunt was contracting tight around his prick, he could feel the waves of cunt ripples seize him almost a dozen times as she rode out her pleasure. He pulled out of her.
"Oh, honey, put it back, I'm not through," she hollered.
"Take the bottle out, I can't get my dick in you far enough," he groaned. She rolled over on her back, her knees mashing her tits and felt deeply into her open cunt for the bottle end.
"Oh, Jesus, I can barely touch it. It's in so damn far. Uhhhhh! Uhhhhhhhh!" She bore down with all her might, willing her cunt to expel the bottle and as she tensed every muscle in her body it slowly, whitely appeared at her cunt hole, greasy and huge, it slowly oozed out of her tight crack. She pulled it out, making a loud sucking noise and lay panting, her vagina gaping, showing its red lining and hungry lips.
Bill crouched over her widely spread legs, his cockhead brushing her brisk cunt hair. He ran the tip over her sex lips, then dipped deeply into her.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Penny moaned as she took his hose up to the balls. "Ohhhhhhhh! It's so fuckin' deep, baby."
"You like that fuckin' thing in you, don't you Penny?" he asked holding it pressed deeply into her, his hands holding her legs high in the air to give him total access to her honeypot.
"Oh, yeah, I love that big thing, baby," she moaned.
"Well, you're going to love swapping then, baby, I know a guy who has twice as much as I have and he'd just love to get it all in that little crack of yours," Bill muttered as he began fucking her. He rode her with long, brutal strokes, withdrawing until the tip was barely buried in her bush, then he pushed hard back into her, tunneling into the tightly grasping sex hole.
"Oh God, I couldn't take anymore, you're too big already, honey. Ahhhhhh!" she moaned in exquisite pleasure.
His dick felt huge. He knew he'd fuck her through a couple more orgasms without any trouble. She was panting already, hunching her ass off the carpet to meet his thrusts, her hands clenching his ass.
"Aggg," she moaned again. He suddenly pulled his dick out. "Oh, where is it, give it back, oh, give it back," she begged.
"Tell me you want to swap with this guy hung like a bull. That you want to feel his fat cock drive you crazy while I watch you make it with him," Bill ordered.
"I don't. I only want you. Oh fuck me, I need it now. I'm so close." She started masturbating herself, one finger deep in her soaking cunt, her palm sweetly revolving around the clit area. He took her hands away, holding them, reburying his dick barely crown deep into her slick pussy.
Bill gasped.
"More, oh, Jesus, I need more. Get it in!" She hunched up desperately trying to get the thick fuckstick back in her, but he moved his ass away from her, still teasing her with his dick head.
"It's yours for the asking, baby, you can have all the dick you want all night long, just tell me you want to swap with this couple. I want to see him bust your ass with that big prod on him. It's as fat as your arm. You've never seen a joint like this ... his fuckin' wife gets off on it a dozen times a day, for Christ's sake."
Penny moaned as he slipped slightly deeper in her, just enough to tease her, not enough to satisfy her desperate need. Her cunt felt as if it was burning. She needed his length.
"Oh, yes, whatever you want. I'll fuck him while you watch. I'll fuck him all night long, anything you want me to do. I'll even watch you screw his wife at the same time, just give me your dick, honey!" she begged.
Her own words inflamed her. She cried out in near agony as he burst to the bottom of her wet cunt in one long thrust as she spoke.
"It's happening, it's happening again. Jesus, I can't stop coming, oh, do me faster, much faster, come on, come on, come on," she urged, her body flailing against him. "Come with me, baby, get your rocks off with me," Penny begged.
He withdrew again, the huge, shiny organ bending before the gaping cunt hole. "Tell me again what you're going to do. Tell me, I want to hear," Bill ordered.
"Can I touch myself a little while I talk," she gasped.
"Yeah, but don't come off," he answered, lightly flicking her hard nipples.
She put her hand on her cunt, her other one to his dick and holding his dick firmly, began softly rubbing her clit area, just hard enough to wiggle the soft lips around so that they occasionally parted, revealing the wet, red cunt meat.
"I'm going to do what you say, darling. I'm going to swap with this couple. I'm going to fuck the guy with the big prick if that's what you want me to do. I'll suck him and let him put it in all the way. I'll beg him for his meat, even while his wife is watching me. Then while he ... he uses me, I'll be watching you give it to his wife. Ohhhhhh! Jesus, baby, I can't hold out much longer. Put it back in, put it back in for love's sake, ohhhhhhh!"
Bill fell on her, burying his cock full length in the steaming cunt, feeling it open slowly in front of his fat cockhead as it rode into the expanding, hot tube of her body. He began to pole her hard. She kept on rubbing her clit. He wasn't touching her anywhere on her body except her cunt, had raised on his toes and hands as if doing a pushup, connected to the lovely teenager only by his thick fuckstick. It rode in and out of her at incredible speed, creating an unbelievable friction. She could feel her cunt lining clinging to the rock-like penis.
"Jesus, that's it, baby, I'm commmmmmming! Commmming! All over your damn cock," Penny gasped, clutching her tits.
"I'm coming too! Penny, bear down, squeeze my dick as hard as you can. Ohhhhhhhh! More, give me more pressure, come on, baby!"
In less than a minute his semen had filled her pulsating cunt, drowning the hot tissues in soothing balm, his muscles beginning to relax and he lay on her with all his weight, gasping, feeling her big tits flatten under the weight of his chest. He felt down around the base of his cock and the welling juice poured out of her slit around his fingers. Christ, he thought, I've come a lot. He started banging her again gently, his penis feeling as if it were buried in a glass of hot salad oil. There was almost no friction because of all the sperm, but the heat was terrific to feel.
"No more, honey, Oh, Christ, I can't take anymore right now, my cunt's too sensitive. Oh, please, Bill, let me rest," Penny whispered.
He slid his dick out of her, taking almost a minute to get the full, wet length out of her. It plopped out and he looked at it, soaking, very red, still semi-hard. Her cunt lips gaped open and he could see a few inches into the distended vagina, almost obliterated from view by a sheet of jism. He felt his dick nodding, feeling full, getting hard again.
He slid down her body toward her cunt, licking her breasts on the way, soaking the globes with his broad, flat tongue, trailing down her tummy to the hair from her belly button leading to the wealth of cunt hair. With a broad sigh, he buried his face in her sperm-soaked cunt and began to suck hard at the filled receptacle.
"Aaaaaggghh!" the girl under him moaned, as much a scream of surprise as pleasure so unaccustomed was she to being eaten out after fucking. It was a new experience for the teenage wife. She writhed under her horny husband, trying to shift her super sensitive clitty away from the powerful, sucking mouth.
"Not so hard, baby," she gasped to Bill.
He eased up the suction, beginning to tongue the wet cunt, seeking out every nook and cranny, pressing his tongue as far as he could into the tight vagina, tasting his come combined with her salty juices. Her hips began to roll slightly under him and she expertly shifted her ass by a matter of inches one way, then another, to get the probing tongue just where she wanted it for the best sensations. He was pressing his erect dick against the soft carpet under him, his hands working on her plump ass.
"Hold the lips open," he directed.
She dropped her hands from her tits to her cunt and delicately spread her cunt lips, hugely exposing the sex meat beneath the hairy outer lips. He moaned as he watched her opening her cunt up to him.
"Play with yourself a little, Penny," he ordered.
"No, I won't do that in front of you, Bill," she responded quickly.
"Do you do it when you're alone?" he asked quietly.
There was a long pause. Her hips rolled more slowly now, but her hands still held open her sex organs.
"I ... I ... have, but not very often. Sometimes when I'm alone."
"Do you ever put anything inside, like a dildo?" he asked, turning slightly on his side so he could stroke his penis.
"I don't know what that is," Penny replied.
"Well, a vibrator. Have you ever used a vibrator up your cunt?" he asked.
"No," she whispered.
He sat up. "Well, we're going to have to have a little vibrator party one of these nights, that's all there is to it. You're going to like that plenty, baby. You won't be able to get enough."
"Do you ... do you want to do it now?" she asked.
"Yeah, let me see what I've got. Oh, yeah and I want to show you a picture of this guy we're going to swap with next week. I'll be right back."
He headed for his den, leaving his teenage wife with her legs still spread on the bedroom floor. She had thought he might forget about the swapping part of their sex conversation. He had said far out things plenty of times just to turn himself on and then never followed through, but this time it looked as if he were serious. The thought excited her in some ways and repulsed her in others. She thought of Carol and her divorce. Well, Penny thought, I can always just come home.
Bill came back with a small leather suitcase in a few minutes, swearing.
"Son of a bitch, I was sure I had a picture of that guy. This is a nice couple I wanted to meet. They're young and not very experienced either, they'd be just right for you, baby. The guy's name is Dick and he's named right, too. His wife is Gillian. She's an English broad he met while he was in the service."
Penny gave a start, covering her face with her hands. Oh, Jesus, she thought, that's a couple I made an obscene phone call to. That's the girl who blew her husband while he talked on the phone. Oh, God. Bill can't find the picture because it's still in the bedside table, hidden in a book. She had taken it to bed with her that night and fallen asleep masturbating herself looking at it. He was hugely hung, she remembered that.
She decided she couldn't bear to confess what she had done, going in Bill's desk and looking through his private sex swapping stuff. Maybe he won't find out, she thought.
Bill was opening the suitcase. He brought out a rubber dildo. Penny had never seen one. It was about eight inches long, with thick, raised veins on it and a very fat head. There were several of them, all different sizes. He made her handle them. "Put it in your mouth, pretend it's a cock," he said finally.
"I don't want to. They're dirty. How do I know who they've been in," she answered in a shocked tone.
"Put it in your mouth or I'll put one in your ass."
She held the long rubber object to her lips, almost gagging, it was much thicker than a penis, but felt exactly like the real thing, she thought. Her tongue tentatively flicked out, felt the slight indentation in the fat head, then with a moan, she sank at least five inches deep into her mouth. God, she thought, it feels like the real thing.
"Keep sucking on it, I'm going to use a vibrator on your pussy," Bill said.
He held a plastic vibrator, penis-shaped and twisted the base. It began to purr quietly and vibrate in his hand. He held it against her cheek for a second. It feels like a weak electric shock, Penny thought.
He passed it down to her nipples and worked them over until they became hard, ruby points. The vibrations were exquisite torture, Penny thought.
"Oh, shit, is that ever good, honey. Christ, I never felt anything like that in my whole, fuckin' life. That's real, real good," the young girl said, her eyes closed in pleasure, the rubber dildo still deep in her mouth as her husband had ordered.
"Wait 'til I get to your clit, baby. Does that feel like having a real dick in your mouth?"
"Yes, it's just like going down. It's not as hot, but it feels the same in my mouth."
Bill pressed the tip of the vibrator on his wife's clit and she bucked as if she'd been electrocuted. He did it again. Again she bucked, a low moan escaping her lips. She dropped a hand from her suck toy to feel what was giving her the sensations and felt around the hard, plastic tube which was rattling and buzzing against her erect little love button. "Not so hard, Bill, gently, it's rocking the shit out of me, I can't take too much on my button. Put it just under. Here, let me show you."
She raised up, the dildo still hanging from her lips and took the vibrator from Bill. She pressed the buzzing point directly under the hooded sex organ, a scant inch above her vaginal opening. "Right there, baby, oh, Jesus, there's nothing like that in the fuckin' world."
He held the vibrator exactly where she indicated, rubbing at her mons with his free hand, sweeping gently over her sex fur and feeling her thighs.
His dick was very hard now and with the vibrator in place, he moved close, on his side, so he could get his dick in her. He sank the tip in, feeling the buzzing sensation which resounded through her cunt tissues.
"I can't hold out much longer," Penny said suddenly, sounding more like a man coming off too fast for the first time than a girl.
"Ahhhhhhh! Shit," she screamed, her cunt starting to jerk and cream around his fat cock crown. "Get the vibrator on my clit, right on it, quick," she yelled. He aimed the buzzer at her clit, but she wasn't satisfied where he had settled the blunt vibrator tip and took it in her own hand and pressed the machine hard against her clit exactly where she wanted it for maximum thrills.
"That's it, oh, Jesus, that's fuckin' it. I'm coming all over the fuckin' place," she said in a strangled voice, raising up slightly on an elbow so she could watch her cunt and the prick in it, the dildo forgotten and held tightly in her fist.
Bill could feel the violent contractions in her cunt. He pressed all his meat in her and she gasped, followed by his moan as he felt her cunt tighten up like a vise around his prick.
"Uhg!" She sounded as if she were in agony for a second, face almost purple, mouth gasping for air she studied her own cunt, the man screwing her and pressed the vibrator tightly against her love button. Suddenly she collapsed back, throwing the vibrator hard against the wall as she fell back sobbing, "I can't take anymore, Jesus, fuckin' Christ, I can't take anymore. You're killing me with all this shit. It's too much."
He held her hips firmly as she continued to complain in a whisper and poled her deeply looking for another orgasm. Her cunt was soaking, almost too wet for his taste after her powerful orgasm. She was totally exhausted. Her body was bathed in sweat, her tits were glistening, her head was thrown back. He felt for her tiny, virginal asshole, found it, soaking and reeking from the accumulated deposits of sex juices which had slipped down her sweet ass crack. He wrenched his finger deeply in, turning it like a screw. It sank into the tiny passage all the way. He thrilled to her scream and as she tried to pull away her cunt snapped at his penis as if it would break it off. The terrible clenching of her pussy was enough, it tipped him over the edge into yet another hip pounding orgasm, as he tried to fuck his cock all the way up her cunt to her throat and she fought against every inch, finally getting her hand around his wrist and trying to rip his finger out of her suffering anus.
He bore down harder on her, with prick and finger and felt the hot juice slide up his penis length, not enough strength in his over-worked prostate to send the jism flying out his cock. It simply streamed through the long tube, pooling against her cervix and he felt the tip expand slightly to allow for passage of the milky juice. And then he was done. He allowed the girl's hand to take his finger out of her stretched asshole and then he directed his hand to her face. "Lick it," he said, wagging the finger that moments before had been imbedded to the hilt in her tight ass.
"Oh, Bill. That's too disgusting to think about. Haven't you had enough for now?" she moaned.
She felt him seek her rectum again, rudely tickling the pursed tiny opening.
"I'll do it ... I'll lick your finger. But don't put it in me again. I'm so sore there, Bill. I can't stand anyone to touch me there. Oh, please, no."
He sank his finger deeply into her waiting, hot mouth. Her mouth was quiet around it, unmoving. "lick it, suck it, clean it off," he demanded.
Penny began to suck the shit-covered finger avidly.
CHAPTER FIVE
Friday night, Penny and Bill had made a date to go to Dick and Gillian's for Penny's first mate swapping experience.
Penny had solved her troubles-Gillian and Dick were the couple she had made the obscene phone call to-by calling Gillian during the week and explaining that Bill didn't know about the call and asking if they would keep it a secret.
Gillian was so excited over the thought of seeing the eighteen-year-old swapping for the first time with her heavy-hung husband that she quickly agreed.
Penny dressed in slacks and a brief halter top. If I have to compete, she thought, I might as well show all I've got. She turned slowly before the mirror, her huge breasts standing out straight from her young, slim body.
When Bill came home they had a quick drink in the living room before heading to the other couple's home where they were going to swap.
"Tell me the truth, Bill," Penny asked, "do you know these people? Have you fucked them before! Tell me the truth; it'll be so much easier for me if I know the truth. Especially this first time."
"Honestly, darling, I've never met them. I told you I've done this with other couples, usually with a girlfriend as my date before we got married. All I know about these people is that I saw their photo in a magazine for swappers and I sent them a note. They wrote back ... and here we are."
Penny mixed herself another drink. "Aren't you going a little heavy on that stuff this early in the evening, honey?" Bill questioned, still working on his first.
"I'm nervous, goddamn it," she shrilled, turning on him, "can't you understand that? Can't you imagine for one fuckin' minute what this whole thing is like for me? I feel like running away and hiding. I agreed to do something I regret now. It's almost as if you were forcing me to fuck a complete stranger."
Bill got her coat from the hall and silently held it for her and they left the house.
Inside of an hour, the two couples were settled comfortably in the game room, lights dim, soft music playing and everyone with a glass in hand. Penny hardly spoke as the small talk rose through the air, but she didn't forget to drink.
Dick turned out to be an ex-pro football player. In contrast, Gillian was a tiny English wife, barely five feet tall. She was an adorable doll with short blonde hair and babyish breasts which barely showed beneath her see-through blouse. She wore lounging pajamas, tightly molded to her little ass and Penny thought at one point she caught a quick glimpse of pussy hair through the scanty material.
As far as pairing up went, from a size point of view, the couples were well matched. When Dick suggested they dance, she fit against him much better than his own wife would have, while Bill, still towering over the little blonde, was more her height than her own ex-footballer husband.
Dick held Penny closely right from the start and although her stomach still had butterflies, she refused to think of how the evening was supposed to end up-with this giant shagging the shit out of her and she concentrated on dancing. He snuggled close to her and she felt the bulge at his crotch. Penny daringly pressed her big tits against his broad chest. "I like that, baby," he whispered, you've got some pair on you, not like Gillian." He pressed his tongue into her ear.
They were still dancing when she noticed that Bill and Gillian had settled down on one of the couches for some heavy necking. Gillian was in his lap, her arms around his neck and they were kissing deeply. His hand was on her tits, Penny noticed. Penny kept turning as they danced, entranced by the sight of her husband making out with the blonde, part of her horrified, part of her curious as to what the couple might do and how they would do it. Would they start screwing right here? Would they take off their clothes in front of her and Dick? Did people go into separate bedrooms? She nervously noticed that there was an enormous king-sized mattress in one corner, covered in silk sheets and throw pillows. Oh, God, she thought, don't let it be there.
"Let's have another drink, Dick," Penny told her escort. "I've had enough dancing for now, if you don't mind."
Dick and Penny sat down together on a couch facing the other couple and Penny felt Dick's arm go around her, the hand holding his drink resting warmly on her firm thigh. She couldn't take her eyes off her husband as he made out with the little blonde across the room.
"Do you like to watch him in action?" Dick asked.
"I don't know. It's my first time. It just seems very strange."
"Oh, come off that shit, baby. From that time on the phone it sounded as if you've been around plenty despite your age. Jesus, if I had you, I sure as shit wouldn't share you around," Dick whispered, moving toward her and kissing her deeply with his tongue. At the same time Penny felt him go for her breasts, searching them out, concentrating on the nipple buds.
On the other couch, Gillian was just getting up. She slipped out of her lounging costume, leaving on only a whippy halter which barely hid her adolescent-sized tits. Penny gasped at the other girl's nakedness in front of the group, but couldn't help noticing her cunt had barely any hair on it at all. She was really blonde all over. But the lips were fat, very well developed and hung down in pudgy folds. Jesus, I guess if you're married to a stud like Dick you end up with a cunt looking like that, Penny giggled to herself.
Bill was undoing his belt and as soon as he had, Gillian unzipped him and pulled his trousers off. She was kneeling before him. As soon as she had taken off his shoes and socks she began to handle his big, soft penis, running her hands over it repeatedly, over his balls, the thick growth of hair and over his lower stomach. Gillian looked behind her, her ass facing Penny and her husband: "He's got a nice one. Want to see me suck it?" she asked.
"Go ahead, see if you can get that thing all the way in your mouth," Dick told his wife, laughing, his hands tightening on Penny's tits.
Penny couldn't believe her ears. Her head was swimming. My God, it's really happening right out here in front of us.
"Anyone want a few movies," Dick asked suddenly.
"Not for me," Bill replied, "holding the girl's head to his penis. I've got all the excitement I can handle right here."
She heard Dick unzip his fly. "Take it out," he suggested. Penny, eyes still glued to the naked little English girl going down on Bill, reached into his trousers. He didn't have any shorts on and her hand was on the thick stem immediately. It lay along his thigh, big and fat and she traced his length. It seemed bigger than in the photograph. She shivered. It was very hot to the touch. "Do you want to slip off your halter?" Dick suggested. "Here, let me help you."
In an instant his skilled fingers had opened the clasp and her breasts bounced before him, enormous, slightly veined, with almost no sag at all. The brown nipples were the only part of them that sagged. Unexcited, the long, red tips dropped, pointing to her thighs. When they came up they would point ahead straight, straining into the air, throbbing and blood-filled., demanding suction.
"Jesus," the man sighed, dropping his mouth to her tit and she felt his hot lips purse around the inch-long nipple. She held her breast for him, feeding it into his mouth as if he were a baby. It felt very good. The tit sucking combined with the sight of her husband getting blown was getting to her. Her panties were getting wet, she felt the hot juice between her thighs. Dick dropped his hand to his own fly and fished out his tremendous organ. She couldn't believe it when she saw it. Aside from its length, it was very large in diameter. She wondered how he got it in small-cunted women. What must it have been like the first time he rammed Gillian? Jesus, Penny thought, her hand softly feeling it, but unable to circle it completely, it's about the size of a water glass. He's going to have to be careful with me.
"Look what we have over here," Gillian suddenly said, proudly showing off Bill's penis. She wagged it from the base. "Just like I like 'em, nice and hard," the little blonde said. "You ready for some already, dearie?" she said to Bill.
"Why don't you sit on it first," Bill whimpered.
"First, let's get me a little juicier," Gillian answered. With that, she climbed up on the couch, straddling Bill and pressed her mature looking cunt into his face, slightly crouching to get his lips lined up with her snatch. At the same time she reached behind her and toyed with his erection. Her ass cheeks were widely spread. Penny was shocked to see that unlike the nearly hairless cunt the girl had displayed, she had a bush of darkish blonde hair jutting out between her buns and what looked like a very enlarged asshole. She wondered if Dick fucked her there often.
"Take your slacks off, honey," Dick ordered, fondling her pussy mount under the thin material. "It's too soon, can I wait a little while," Penny whispered back. "Don't rush me too much."
Dick went back to mouthing her tits, but kept on feeling her snatch.
Gillian was ready to take Bill's dick after a few minutes of tongue play on her cunt. She moved back, squatting down over his organ. "Let me put it in," she said to Bill and guiding it carefully to her slot, she sank down a few inches, with a long sigh.
"Oh, that's good. Oh, you're going to make Mommy feel real good tonight, Billy boy. It's a perfect size for me."
With a groan which resounded through the room, she sank down the rest of the way, taking Bill's hard cock all the way in. "Fuck! It's bigger than I thought, you bastard," she whined, lifting off the fat dick a few inches. Bill clasped her hips and thrust up, burying it back into her to the balls. "Oh, you like it deep, don't you, honey!" Gillian exclaimed.
Penny could see Bill's penis working in and out of the blonde's cunt; she was taking it to the balls despite her protestations and lifting off it almost to the tip, before ramming herself down on the thick boner.
Dick's penis was getting harder, impossibly thick, but fortunately not longer, Penny thought. It was so heavy, it hardly lifted off his thigh as it filled with blood, but the size was immense. She had never imagined anything like it. Her head was swimming, probably from the drinks she thought. Maybe I better go to the bathroom and wash my face with cold water.
She heard Gillian talking to her.
"Aren't you the slow one, Penny. Here I've got your husband in me up the balls and you're still acting like a high school girl. Well, at least you've got Dick's cock in your hand, that's something. Look, honey, come over here and give us a thrill ... I mean a tongue, will you? lick my shitter for me a little while I ball."
"Do you mean ... do you mean, me?" a shocked Penny asked.
"Yes, Dick can eat you out from behind while you suck my ass. Well, come on."
"I've got to go to the restroom. I'll be right back," Penny said haltingly.
"Come and do my ass, Dick," the blonde begged, posting faster and faster on the cock.
Penny almost ran from the room. In the bathroom she noticed she was soaking as she wiped her cunt. The crotch of her panties was smeared with cunt juice, slimy and hot. She doused her face with cold water and put on some more lipstick. She was excited, but part of her was still repulsed by the sex taking place in the open. Part of her was creaming overseeing the little blonde enjoy her husband's dick, but part of her was jealous and pained that he should enjoy another woman so much.
She stood at the door to the game room and watched the three adults. Dick had moved over to his wife and was reaming out her asshole with his tongue. She was moaning loudly, stopping just long enough to ask him to insert two fingers. "Open up my asshole, honey, make me feel it. Maybe I'm going to need your dick in there to get me off."
Penny felt revolted. God, she thought, that girl is going to let him fuck her in the ass. He'll kill her with that broom handle he calls a prick. How the hell can they do things like that.
"I'm going to need it in my asshole, Dick," Gillian moaned, bending further over Bill to more widely reveal her shitter. It was a large brown hole, Penny had never imagined an asshole could be that big and nestled in a forest of thick hair. Dick got up and went to a table where he picked up a jar of Vaseline. He began to rub it into his big tool and took a gob over to Gillian on the end of his thumb and ground the thumb deeply into the little blonde's shitter.
"Aaaaahhhh! That's good," she screamed. "Now give me some prick."
He stood up behind her with his dick in his hand and advanced to her buttocks, the tip looking shiny and huge in the dim light. With amazing speed, with no trouble with entry, he sank half the long penis into her asshole as the man beneath her clasped her hips, but kept on fucking into her cunt.
Penny could hear all three of them moaning like animals. The sex speeded up, they were a tangled mass of arms and legs, shouting with pleasure and like that they began to come.
Gillian got off first, tripping the other two with her wild pleasure. "Shit, I'm coming, I'm coming righttttt nowwwww!" he yelled suddenly, slumping on Bill, but he pushed her upright again, afraid the new angle of her body would decrease and change the sensations her cunt was delivering to his tool.
Dick slammed into her ass. She couldn't take the whole thing, but he had it buried three-quarters of the way in her brown shit chute as she put her hand behind her to fondle his nuts. "Now, bitch, take my juice, oh yeah, take it all in your ass, baby," Dick screamed, pumping her.
"Let me suck, let me suck," she begged in a strangled voice. He pulled the immense dick out of her ass and kneeling on the couch waved it in her face. She fell on it, taking it deeply into her mouth, taking the last squirt of semen full in her throat. Penny could still see her ass, it was open and gaping from the large entry and as she watched, a sea of sperm drooled down from it. Feeling herself leaking, Gillian put her hand to her anus and greedily gathered up the semen, smearing her fingers into her butt hole and then thrusting them into Bill's waiting mouth.
Penny thought she was going to throw up. Did Bill know what these people were doing? Did he know he was drinking all that sperm from that woman's asshole?
Bill started to shake beneath the girl. "Faster, faster," he commanded, close to getting his rocks off.
"Shall I suck it?" Gillian moaned at him.
"No, in your cunt, baby, let me get off in your cunt. Oh, cunt, fuck, dirty, fuckin' bitch," he moaned. Gillian felt around his fat dong.
"Oh, you filled me up baby, it's squirting out. Here, taste the nice stuff, oh, here, lick Mommy's fingers."
Penny saw Bill draw Gillian's slime-coated fingers into his mouth and suck them as his mouth sought her small breasts through the filmy halter.
Gillian rolled off Bill's cock, lying back on the couch, her spread legs still over his lap. He was playing with her cunt, feeling around for her clit while she giggled. Finally he noticed his wife standing silently in the doorway.
"Jesus, honey, what's the matter. You've missed round one. You've got some catching up to do. What, are you posing for a statue?" he asked.
The room was silent as the three people turned to look at the standing figure.
"Bill, I want to go home, that's all. I don't feel very well and I don't, want to get involved in this. I've made a mistake, I'm sorry. I don't want to spoil it for you, but I'm not staying and I expect you to take me home right now."
Bill got up slowly from the couch, lifting Gillian's spread legs to get up. He nestled his hand in her cunt as he rose.
"You're not going anywhere, you little bitch, get back here right now and put that purse down," Bill demanded.
Penny turned and ran, surprising them all. In an instant she was out of the door and heading for the staircase which led to the front door. Bill's mouth was hanging open, he was flat footed and she was half way up the staircase before he started after her. Taking the steps three at a time he caught her at the very top and made a flying tackle. At the foot of the stairs, he heard Dick say, "Jesus, nice play. That's real linebacker stuff."
Penny was on the floor under him, struggling to get free. He pinned her arms over her head and mashed his mouth to hers. She tried to bite him and he brought his knee up sharply, kneeing her cunt, feeling the sharp little cunt bone hard under his kneecap.
"You bastard, oh, you stinking shit, how could you do this?" she moaned, rolling in pain.
He pulled her to her feet and led her silently down the stairs and back to the game room.
"Look who has come to play with us today, gang, a teenager just looking for a little cock. Aren't we lucky?" Bill told the other couple.
"Are you going to be a good girl and play, or do we have to have a little more rough stuff, huh?" he asked. She struck out at him, trying to get her fingernails into his face. He easily avoided her and spun her around, kicking her ass as hard as he could. She fell to her knees, sobbing.
"Let's get her clothes off and get her tied up before the little bitch gets out of here," Bill said. "Do you mind? This is a lesson I need to teach her once and for all."
"Sounds like fun to me," Gillian said, flipping off the girl's halter.
Penny sobbing put her hands over her breasts, trying to protect them and hide them from the others. Bill yanked at her slacks, breaking the snap and he pulled them over her big ass. She had nothing on in a moment as the three stood around her.
"Let's get her tied in a chair, that ought to slow her up a bit," Gillian suggested. Apparently the blonde was greatly enjoying the game. Dick got a wooden kitchen chair and they securely tied her to it with strips torn from an old sheet. As they went about tying her up they kept feeling her body, running their hands over her, prying her legs apart, fondling the huge tits.
When they had her tied, Gillian supplied the cruelest suggestion of the night.
"Look mates, let's carry the chair over to the mattress and lay it down. That way she'll be lying on her back with her cunt at the edge of the chair and we'll have her right where we want her. Stuff a couple of pillows under her back and it'll bring her cunt right up where it'll do the most good for Dickie boy." Gillian eyed her husband's big penis. She was going to enjoy seeing Penny take that up to the hilt.
"Let me go. You're all going to get into trouble for this, you know that," Penny cried as they carried the chair over to the mattress.
"You're the one who's going to be in trouble if you don't start cooperating, you little bitch," her husband said. He stood in front of the bound girl, his cock inches from her face and with all his might he gave a violent pelvis thrust and the force of it knocked her backwards, chair and all onto the soft mattress where she lay sobbing, tears running down her cheeks.
"Let's cheer the baby up a little," Dick said. "You mind, Bill?" he asked pointing to the girl's cunt which was forced forward to the edge of the chair, her legs held parted by the straps.
"Be my guests. Let's see if we can't get a couple of orgasms out of her, just to let her know what she's been missing," Bill said, kneeling down beside his wife and running his hands roughly over her big breasts.
"Ohhhhh! Don't, how can you do that to me? Don't you dare touch me. Let me go right now," Penny yelled.
"Jesus, her cunt's wet as a river, I can tell you that much," Dick spoke out a minute later. They all looked at what he was doing.
He had crouched down beside the girl, his big salami dangling down to the floor and he was gently feeling around her hairy cunt. He dipped two fingers into the vagina and brought them out. They were shiny and soaked. "Look at that," he said, showing his fingers.
"Oh, she's a hot little piece alright," Gillian chimed in. She was holding one of Penny's tits in her hands. "Look at those big nipples. I just barely touched one and it popped right up."
"Did you know about the phone call, Bill?" Gillian asked.
Penny moaned. "Oh, damn you, Gillian. You promised you wouldn't tell. Don't tell, you promised."
"What phone call?" Bill asked.
"Well, the little cunt called us up one night. I guess she'd found our letter with Dick's cock picture. She spent half an hour talking dirty and playing with herself over the phone. Christ, it got us so bloom-in' turned on, finally I had to go down on Dickie boy. The bastard didn't leave me alone all night."
"Is that right, Penny?" Bill asked his wife coldly.
"Yes, yes, it's right. I found out all your filthy little secrets when you were away fucking that secretary of yours. I saw all those pictures and letters, everything. Now I'm sorry I ever looked. I'm sorry I ever married you, you bastard."
"Well," Bill replied calmly, still feeling her tits, "you weren't sorry the night you turned yourself on by talking dirty to these people, were you? You want your fuckin' sex your own way, right, but you're too good for us now. The little lady wants it on the phone, but can't take it in the cunt. We'll see what we can do to improve that situation."
"Shit, she's really lubricating, Bill, get a feel of that little snatch," Dick said.
Bill started playing with his wife's cunt. "Jesus, she could take on an army, she's so wet. You're right. You want to fuck her?" he asked the big-pricked man at his wife's side.
"Let's play with her a little more. It's not often we get an eighteen-year-old here to play with. It's like Christmas Day."
"Does she do it with girls?" Gillian asked Bill.
"Never has so far. Let's break her in."
"Make her eat me a little," Gillian moaned.
"Did you hear that, Penny? Gillian wants her pussy licked. Are you going to satisfy her?"
"No, you bastards," Penny yelled, "I'm not going to do a fucking thing for any of you. Go fuck yourselves."
"Charming, charming language from our little princess," Gillian giggled.
Bill bent over and slapped his wife's face very hard. It sounded like a rifle shot in the room.
"Listen you little bitch and listen good. You're going to do exactly what we say and love every minute of it, do you hear? Or I tell you what I'm going to do to you. I'm going to turn you over and let Dick put that big thing in your asshole. And he'll kill that little crack of yours. It'll be too tight in your snatch as it is. Then I'll pin you down on the floor and let Gillian piss in your mouth while I hold it open. Hear that, piss in your mouth. And that's for openers. Do you want to hear more, 'cause I've got plenty of other ideas you'd enjoy."
Penny let out a long moan, her chin sank on her chest. "Oh, do whatever you have to do, just get it over with. Just hurry, I don't even want to think about it anymore," she whined.
Gillian stood up. The men could see that her thighs were shiny with the semen she was leaking from her previous fucks. She straddled Penny's face and squatted down, stopping when her almost hairless snatch was a scant inch away from Penny's mouth.
"Lick, darling, lick Gillian's sweet little pussy. You'll get to taste your old man's sperm that way, nice and hot, just ready to drink down."
Gillian sank lower, her fat labia spreading out over the imprisoned girl's mouth and face, covering her mouth and nose, making it almost impossible to breathe if she didn't start gasping. When she did, the sensations were heavenly for Gillian, it was as good as being sucked off by the most experienced lesbian cunt capper.
"Oh, shit, that's good, honey. Use your tongue a little, get it up inside where the juice is."
Bill's cock was up again from watching the girls together. He took Gillian's head in his hands and fed a few inches into the blonde's mouth. She started sucking hard.
At Penny's cunt, Dick dipped his head down and began to rapidly circle the girl's sex button with his long, slim tongue. Penny couldn't hold out for long, exquisite sensations racking her body in spite of herself. She had been superheated by watching the two men work on the little blonde, her cunt flowing and her attempt to escape had only cooled her ardor temporarily. She was on fire, again, ashamed as she felt she was taking part in the orgy.
She moaned long and loud and the force of the air forced from her lips created a bubbling and buzzing sensation in Gillian's cunt and the blonde felt herself dripping into the brunette's open mouth.
"Jesus, she may not want to eat me, but she's driving me up the wall," Gillian said, lifting her mouth from Bill's hardon momentarily.
Dick continued to eat the girl, now stroking his long penis, getting it ready for her. "I'm going to get in her, okay, Bill?" he asked Penny's husband as he stood up.
"Yeah, ram her good. But be gentle putting it in, you're way too big for the little snatch," Bill replied.
Bill squatted down slightly, dangling the fat sausage in the girl's cunt hair. He rubbed the fat crown around and around her sex lips, leaking pre-come all over her nest, singling out her erect little clit and pressing his boner hard against it. Penny was moaning almost continually now.
"Let me help," Gillian panted, Bill's hard dick dropping with a slurp from her mouth. "I want to put it in her."
Gilliam leaned forward and grabbed her husband's hose, lifting her cunt a few inches off Penny's semen smeared face. Penny gasped for air, but as her husband watched with amazement, Penny's tongue flicked out and followed Gillian's fat sex lips as they rose above her face. Penny was enjoying her first taste of lesbian romance.
With one hand, Gillian parted the girl's abs and with the other hand she directed her husband's slimy tool toward the tight little nest. Gillian sank a finger in the cunt hole: "Jesus, she's a small one, I'll tell you that much, but she's wet as hell."
She pressed her husband's long peter into the small opening, hearing Penny's pained gasp, "Ahhhgg. Oh, God, you're stretching me too much!"
In a few moments, Dick's organ was well lodged in Penny's cunt.
"Oh, wait, just wait, give me a little time, don't stick any more in, I'm in pain, Dick," Penny yelled. Gillian held the enormous tube still, letting the fingers of her other hand begin a skilled dance over Penny's button. Penny's moans of pain and pleasure were almost continuous now, only occasionally muffled by her licking attempts to get her tongue back in the little blonde's pussy.
"Give her some more dick," Bill directed, now rubbing his fat organ over Gillian's tiny breasts. He left a soaking path of thick pre-come over the filmy halter, then bent down and pulled it off. Gilly's tits were barely grown, barely bigger than ripe plums, the entire ends taken up by rosy nipples, overly sensitive from years of being toyed with. "Feed her some more, get up inside her," Bill directed Dick again.
Dick hunched slightly forward, feeling his long rod bend in his wife's fingers, the broad stem squirming out to the side. Gillian fed another few inches into the struggling girl, who despite being tied to the chair, was trying to get away from the powerful snake plunging in her guts.
"Ahhhhhhh! That's nice, that's real nice," Dick murmured. "She's nice and tight and hotter than hell. Jesus, what a piece of ass she is."
Gillian fed more into the brunette, she had more than half of the erection in her vagina now and she was feeling stuffed. "I don't think I can take much more," she complained.
Hearing her, Dick quickly sank the rest of the hose in her quivering body, pressing even the wrist-like stem into the lips, stretched now to capacity.
"Oh. Oh. I'm filled up. Jesus, I never felt anything like that before. Jesus, you really filled me up, baby." Penny crooned, her breath blowing hotly on the cunt over her face.
Dick began to fuck her gently, feeling her cunt immediately begin to contract around his snake. "Shit, I think she's going to come off, already," he announced to the room, "her cunt's sucking me, just like she's having an orgasm."
"Are you coming, baby?" Bill asked his wife, still swabbing his bursting penis over the other girl's tits.
There was a long moan from Penny. "It's happening. Jesus, I'm not even moving and it's beginning for me. I have no control over it, it's just that I'm so full, it feels so different from when I usually fuck, I ... " she broke off in mid sentence, gave a tremendous gasp and a violent cry.
"Agghh! Agghhh! Oh, you son of a bitch, you've done it to me, you've made me come, oh, you big pricked bastard, I'm getting off all over you. Agghh! Agghh!!"
The force of her cuntal contractions was pushing Dick's penis back out of the teenager's twat. Gillian could see the thick stem slowly, wetly coming out and she quickly grabbed it and forced it back in to the balls, pushing hard despite the resistant pressure of the girl's orgasm.
"She's getting me off, too," Dick said in a hushed voice, hunching into the girl, only able to sink and withdraw the tremendous joint a few inches at a time because of the girl's narrow cunt. "It's starting up my cock."
"Do you want to come in my mouth?" Gillian begged, bending so her mouth was inches from Penny's bushy sex.
"No, I want it all in her cunt, way in deep, as far as I can get it, so she'll be easier to screw next time around," Dick muttered, concentrating on getting off. He battered into the girl faster, threw his head back and groaned loudly as he planted his seed. His penetration was deeper than at any time before.
As she felt the torrid semen gush into her, like a douche of hot oil, she gasped with pleasure and she felt a series of smaller orgasms racking her own body at the same time. She hunched toward the dick, looking for even more penetration and Gillian grabbed her bucking hips to help her fuck herself through the long moments of pleasure.
When Dick finally withdrew his soaked penis, Gillian grabbed it hastily and took as much of it as she could in her mouth. She sucked greedily at the tip, hungrily licking the wet organ, drinking down the mixed juices from Penny and her husband.
Now Bill was ready to get his gun again. He moved behind Gillian as she blew her husband and with Gillian's cunt still only inches above his wife's licking tongue, he stabbed his fat erection in the little English girl's anus, still lubricated from the pasting her husband had recently given her bung hole. Gillian moaned, twitched her buns and her asshole seemed to suck the penis in hungrily like a mouth. In a second, he was all the way in her. Shit, she wasn't that tight in the ass, Bill thought with disappointment. I guess fucking that big-pricked bastard of a husband all the time has stretched the shit out of her backdoor. He fingered her slit gently, only to find his wife's tongue was already doing the job, more sweetly and better than his finger could. Gillian, still eating Dick's dork, gently pushed Bill's inquiring finger away from her pussy and dropped lower on Penny's face. Bill contented himself with banging her ass. He was getting close; watching all the sex play had his sperm boiling in his balls and he rammed viciously into Gilly's shitter. "Take it in your mouth, Penny, take it in your damn mouth when I start to come," he yelled at his wife. Gillian slipped forward, fully exposing Penny's face which was now directly beneath his nuts. She saw the heavy sack draw up as if it had been plunged in freezing water and heard him yell.
"Shit, it's starting, baby," he hollered just as he whipped his dick out of the blonde's ass. Holding it in his hand, he pointed it at Penny's mouth and a huge dollop of cream rolled out the fat tip, half of it falling in her open mouth, the rest of her chin and cheeks. He watched amazed as the juice continued to spurt from his ramrod, Jesus, that's a lot of stuff for the second round in an hour, he thought to himself, as the sperm painted her face.
"Let's untie her, anyone who can fuck that good, Hell, anyone who can come off that many times, deserves a drink!" Dick said, backing off from the tipped-over chair, his softening organ withdrawing slowly from his wife's still-licking mouth.
They went to work on the cloth strips still binding her to the chair. She was aware now of how much her back hurt, how uncomfortable the position had been for the last hour while the two males and the woman had sexually used her. She had been enjoying herself too much to realize how cramped her muscles had become. With a long sigh, she rolled off her prison rack and stretched out contentedly like a sleepy cat on the soft mattress.
Dick put a glass of cold wine in her hand and she took it gratefully. "Thanks, darling," she murmured, eyeing his swinging penis with shy pleasure.
"I'm not even mad at you anymore, you mean bastard," she said with a laugh and looking directly at her husband. "Look what I would have missed if you hadn't tackled me," and with that, she rose on one elbow and lightly flicked Dick's penis.
"So you liked that baseball bat in your twat," Bill teased. "I told you swapping could be fun."
"Swap ping's always going to be fun with one of these around," she answered, now rising to her knees and beginning to kiss Dick's cock. She couldn't seem to get enough of it, raining wet kisses over his stomach and balls, then concentrating on the penis itself.
Bill watched with interest. He had always thought it would be a total turnon to watch his wife balling someone else ... and in a way it had been. But, Jesus, he thought warily to himself, she's really fallen for that guy and his equipment. Bill quickly moved over to Gillian's side and pressed the woman's face down into his lap. Instinctively she began to torture his prick with her tongue. Bill continued to watch his wife, though. She seemed to have become hypnotized by the guy with the enormous sex organ. Bill felt a tiny warning buzzer ring somewhere deep in the back of his mind. It wasn't jealousy, not yet, but if not jealousy, what was it? he thought to himself. He buried two fingers in Gilly's widely stretched cunt. He wouldn't think about it right now, he had better things to do.
CHAPTER SIX
Bill found his sex life with his young, attractive wife vastly improved over the next few weeks as a result of their swap session with Gillian and Dick. Apparently Penny's torrid dicking from the husband and her warm lesbian play with the little blonde had turned her on to an unusual extent.
Penny Matthews had found out what sex was all about and she wanted all she could get. And more, as her husband was soon to find out.
When they were in bed, in each other's arms, she talked endlessly about their fuck session with Dick and his blonde wife. Once, Bill could have sworn she called him Dick by mistake as he fucked her with an unusually large dildo. She came off harder than he had ever seen a woman get off. She cried for almost fifteen minutes after getting her rocks off, clinging to Bill, her body shaken by huge, wrenching spasms, her little cunt so sensitive she screamed when he tried to fondle it. She ended up sucking him off, still too tender to let him plow her that night.
Bill was now getting too much at home. He was neglecting his secretary Janice, who wouldn't let him forget it for a moment. She was hot for a return engagement of their fuckfest at the Wayland Inn the night he had wanted to fuck her in the ass. She hinted she was ready to make it that way, but he knew he would have trouble satisfying her after the long nightly bouts with hot-to-trot, little Penny.
Penny was the first one to bring up the subject of a return swap engagement. Bill had been avoiding the subject; he'd let her cool off a little, he thought.
"Let's get a party setup for this Friday night, honey," she said in bed that night. "I'm ready to go again with Dick." She rubbed her naked pussy against him. They had already made it twice. Her cunt hair was damp and wiry, her tits hard, the nipples red and sore looking from being sucked for so long. "And ... Gillian, too, of course," she added lamely, after a minute, handling his wilted penis.
"I'd just as soon make it with another couple this time, honey. Let's branch out a little. It's more fun if you keep mixing it up with new people."
"What's the matter with Dick and Gillian? They were real good to me. Real good" she said, squeezing his cock hard.
"I just think it would be more fun, at least for me, to try some new people. I know how much you like him ... er, them, but let's do it my way. I didn't steer you wrong last time, now did I?"
Penny thought for a moment. "Tell you what. You let me go through all those letters and pictures in your desk and make the arrangements and I'll agree. But you have to let me do it. This time I want to pick the couple. How's that?"
Bill thought for a while. He really didn't want Penny plowing through all that swap stuff he had. She'd find out fast enough how much fucking he'd been doing on the side while they were married. Still, she might as well know the truth.
"OK, it's a deal. I guess you still know where the keys are hidden, so why don't you line up something for the weekend. I'll leave it all up to you, but why don't you set it up for here, that way we can call it off if we don't like the couple or get out of it early. Sometimes it's harder to leave someone else's place without pissing them off," Bill noted.
Penny gave him a hug, still fondling his dick. "I think I'm ready for you to go down on me, baby?" she whispered.
"You really want some more, already?"
"Yes. Very much. Eat me while I think about getting screwed Friday night by a stranger while you watch us. Jesus, that's turning me on. Go down on me now," she begged.
He slipped down in the bed and got in the wide V made by her spread legs. She humped her hairy snatch up toward his face and he dipped his tongue to her clitty. She lightly pushed on the back of his head and he inserted his tongue deeply into the soaking honeypot. As he licked her off, his tongue moving faster and faster over the swollen parts, she began to whisper, "He's going to have a very big one, just like Dick. And it's going to open me up real wide. He'll have a hell of a time getting it all in, but he will be gentle and his wife will hold me down so he can do a real good job on my cunt. You'll be sitting on the bed watching, maybe playing with his wife's tits and you'll tell him everything, how to do it, how much to put in, when to start stroking me and when to ease up 'cause he's giving me more than I can take all at once ... " Her voice trailed off, her hips were rolling now and it was hard for Bill to keep his tongue centered on her love button. She was flowing, too and he inserted a finger deeply into her cunt, smoothing out the hot, thick walls and probing back to her cervix. She jumped as he hit it.
"Come, come, come," she yelled over and over, her hips a rolling blur under his gaze now and he slammed two more fingers into her twat as she came off with a groan, pressing his face hard into her snatch.
"Oh, that was so good. Let's do you now, baby. Let's work on that nice big dick for a little while. Oh, swing it up here in Momma's mouth so I can eat you," Penny begged.
"That's okay, honey. I've had enough for tonight. Those two orgasms are plenty. I'm good, thanks, baby," he whispered. She cuddled next to him, dropping her hand to his dripping penis and promptly fell asleep, hand still on his joint. Bill stayed awake for a while, wondering what army was going to keep her satisfied now she had found sex. She seemed to be turning out to be too much for him. Jesus, I never thought I'd have that trouble with a broad, he smiled to himself, I never thought I'd meet a broad who could keep up with me, but I have at last.
Penny moaned in her sleep, her hand tightening on his penis and his worried head fell on her shoulder.
Bill went out of town for a day on business and by the time Friday rolled around and he was driving home he suddenly realized he hadn't had a chance to ask Penny about the swap arrangements for that night. He wondered who out of the fifty or so couples he had been in contact with she had selected for tonight's party. He mentally whizzed through his card file system of names and numbers, most with nude pictures attached. Some he had swung with, most he hadn't. It was going to be a surprising night, he thought.
Penny met him at the door in a see-through outfit of baby blue. She hugged him warmly, pressing her tits against his chest and slipping her tongue into his mouth.
"Aren't you the hot little piece," he laughed. "I guess you've gone ahead and set up something for tonight, right?"
"You guess right, big boy. I've got dinner already. They're coming over about nine, that'll just give you time to have a shower and eat."
"I think I'd like to eat you before they get here, beautiful," he said, kissing her.
"Sorry, Papa, got to save it for the big, bad stranger tonight. You can have sloppy seconds, though, if you're good," she joked. He smiled at her, but his smile wasn't quite as wide and warm as hers.
The doorbell rang at exactly nine. "Someone's got the hots, anyway," Bill said with a grin going to the door. His grin faded fast when he swung the door open.
Two tall young men, both looking to be in their late twenties were standing there. "Hi, you must be Bill. Penny gave us a call, can we come in?"
They came in just as Penny rushed up. "Hi, boys, lovely to see you both. Say, you guys are big. You didn't say that over the phone." She paused. "Where's Sissy?"
The men came in and sat down. "Sissy's sick, if you know what I'm referring, too. She doesn't like to get it on when she's on the rag. Says it's too hard on her or something. She went to bed with a good book instead of a good man for a change," one of the men answered.
The young men turned out to be brothers, Dave and Jim Turner. Sissy, it appeared, was Dave's wife and Jim wasn't married.
"We share and share alike, if you get my meaning," Jim said with a smile to Penny. "Sissy doesn't like making it with strangers all the time, so we both share her. We've all gotten to like it."
"It sounds exciting, boys. Is that what you have planned for me tonight, a little share and share, alike?" Penny questioned sexily from the couch.
"That's what we're here for, honey."
Bill interrupted suddenly, "Now let's get this straight, guys. You've come over for a little hot swapping, but you have nothing to swap, right? So far as I'm concerned, the party's off for tonight. The next time Sissy's headache is better give us a call and we'll consider having you over."
Bill got up to usher out the men. No one else got up, though. There was an awkward silence in the room. Penny was the first one to speak. By now she had positioned herself on the couch between Dave and Jim and they were getting a good eyeful of her lush, young body under that see-through nylon. Jim's hand was on her thigh. Dave seemed to accidentally brush one huge tit constantly with a gentle elbow.
"Honey," Penny began, "don't go getting uptight. There's no need to call off the party. There's another guy coming, someone named Frank Grillo and he's bringing someone named Lisa. I don't know if it's his wife or girlfriend. So there's going to be plenty of action for everyone. Don't be sore, I didn't plan this. How did I know Sissy was going to start flying the red flag today? Just calm down, honey and get us all a drink."
Bill went to the bar after taking orders and brought them a round of drinks. He was growing angrier by the minute. Hell, he thought. I'll let them finish their drinks and then throw them out. We can swing with the Grillo couple, I don't want her fucked by all these fuckin' studs.
By the time the two men had finished their drinks, though, the situation was well out of Bill's hands and Penny's situation was well into their hands.
They were kissing and fondling her and she responded with heat to their touches and tongues. At one point, Bill saw Dave pass his hand quickly over Penny's crotch. There was a wet spot there, she was getting lubricated for a dick already and they hadn't been playing with her for more than ten minutes, he thought.
He stood up:
"Before this goes too far, gentlemen, I suggest you get the hell out of here. There's no point in getting yourselves all heated up, because the stove belongs to me and nobody-but nobody-is going to cook on it tonight."
Penny laughed. "Listen to Papa Bear, guys. He doesn't want to see his little lady take on the big, bad men." She laughed again.
"Too bad, man," Dave interjected, "she looks like hot stuff to me and there's no way I leave before dinner." They all laughed. Except Bill who looked on helplessly at his wife sandwiched between the two men.
"I've got an idea," Penny began, "he just loves to be tied up and watch me get screwed. What say we fulfill a few fantasies for him tonight. Now, he may pretend he doesn't love it, but trust me, I know better. He's just a dirty old man. He talks to me every night about how he'd like to be tied up while I get fucked. Let's get him," she called out, jumping off the couch.
Whether it had all been planned before Bill got home or not, he never found out. He never fully believed Penny's protestations that it was a spur of the minute idea of hers, but he didn't totally disbelieve her. Bill, thinking it over much later, decided he had a common problem, he loved his wife deep down, but didn't trust her completely.
The two men rushed Bill and although he fought hard, they were too strong for him. One got him in a full nelson from behind and Bill found himself powerless.
"Where to, with him, Penny?" the man asked.
"Let's take him up to the bedroom, that way he'll see all the fun," Penny giggled. As Bill stood helplessly in the grip of the bigger man, she pressed close to him with her hand touching his dick through his trousers lightly. "How do you like a taste of your own medicine, baby?" she whispered, her hand hitting hard at his nuts. It was more than a mere love pat. He grunted, afraid she might really want to hurt him.
They tied the angry husband up with a clothesline to a heavy armchair in the bedroom, facing the wide, luxurious bed, its covers already neatly turned down as if in anticipation of the evening's fun. Bill's hands were bound behind the chair and his feet were tied to the legs. They even took a couple of turns of the heavy rope around his waist, cinching it tight enough to hurt. When they were finished, he couldn't move. He was too angry to speak and afraid if he started ranting at them they might hurt him while he was tied up. He also had a thought they might hurt his wife at some point in the evening if he gave them cause to get angry. He decided to shut up.
Penny was giving orders. "Jim, you go downstairs and get some drinks and ice. Dave and I are going to get a little more comfortable. We'll be waiting for you, though, don't take all night, hear?"
With that, she sat on the edge of the bed and shrugged off her blouse. Dave gasped. He'd never seen such big jugs. Christ, Sissy's looked like green apples compared to these watermelons, he decided.
"Suck 'em a little, Dave, work the nips for me. They get so hot and bothered," Penny whispered in a sexy voice.
She was offering them to Dave, holding them out to him, the plump globes flattening in her palms, the nipples pointing at the man. Dave sank to his knees in front of her and searched out a nipple with his hungry lips, his hands squeezing the pumpkins.
"That's right, suck hard, suck as hard as you can, baby, I can take that all night," Penny moaned.
While Dave worked her jugs, his hand went to his fly and he fished out his semi-hardon, a long-thick member, its head half concealed by a long foreskin. Penny stared at it, her lips slightly parted. "Oh, I like the look of that damn thing. That club between your legs is really going to open me up, Dave."
She edged forward slightly and took it in her hand, brushing his hand off. He had been masturbating himself gently while sucking her tits. "Here, let me do that. I'll make it feel better, baby," she soothed.
She stroked his growing cock while he fed on her bust. "Your hung big, baby," she said. "What's your brother like? Tell me what his cock's like?"
"He's bigger."
Penny gasped, her juices flowing as she contemplated the hours ahead.
"Let's sixty-nine a little, baby," Dave said finally, drawing his mouth off the beautiful brunette's jugs.
"Yeah, I like it that way, honey," Penny murmured, dropping her lounging outfit to the floor, showing her bushy sex and her tight, soft ass. Dave's hand went right for her crack and she spread her legs a little to give him all the room he needed to manipulate her properly. He buried his fingers in her snatch and she squealed for him.
"You lie down, honey," she said.
Dave stretched out on the bed, wearing only trousers, his penis towering out of the opening. It looked hugely obscene against the material of his pants.
Penny settled down on top of him, her cunt over his face, her face just over the thick cock. She was facing the foot of the bed so when she began sucking the stranger off, she was barely three feet away from her husband. He could see little rivers of her saliva running down the taut barrel of the guy's gun, could hear every sucking slurp, saw when she deep throated all the fat inches, gagging slightly at first, then he saw the fat dork disappear fully into her throat down to the base, nothing showing but the man's pubic hair and his heavy ball bag.
Dave kept moaning as he mauled the bitch's cunt with his tongue, seeking out the steamy cunt meat, lapping at the erect little clitty, finally forcing his tongue into the juicy vaginal ring and its narrow passage.
"Finger me, too," Penny groaned, lifting her head from the man's dork. Bill could see where her saliva had made wet spots all over the fly around his penis. While Penny waited for the man to insert a finger in her, she gently rubbed the big dick up and down with her hand, forcing globs of pre-come from the bright red tip.
"Jesus, what kind of perverts do we have here?" Jim laughed, bursting into the room with a tray of drinks. "You bastards didn't waste any time. Aren't you going to leave any for me?" He put down the tray and taking a deep gulp from one of the glasses started shucking off his clothes. In a matter of seconds he was naked.
Penny looked up from his brother's fat erection and feasted her eyes on the other man's prick. "Come here," she gulped.
Jim walked over to the edge of the bed, his long, club-like cock swaying against his thighs. He was bigger than the other man and the sight excited the eighteen-year-old girl on the bed.
She fisted the new dick, feeling it from head to balls. "Get on the bed here, lie on your side and get your dick up close to your brother's so I can go down on both of you at once," she moaned.
Jim did as the girl told him. He lay down, edging his hips close to her, so his prick was only separated from his brother's by a matter of an inch or two. Penny grasped a prick in either hand and began wildly licking at them, chafing the stems with her fingers, trying to get her tongue into the piss slit of first one, then the other. Both men were moaning. Finally, she pressed the dicks together and opening her mouth as wide as she could, she accepted both of them in her mouth. Her cheeks puffed out, her face reddened, then her cheeks sank in as she applied a powerful suction to both cocks. Her hands held them lovingly.
She lifted her head from the bursting cocks, once again looking over at her husband-she winked again, while she nuzzled the hot rods-and then her head started down again.
"Come together," she groaned. "Try and get off together. I want all the stuff in my mouth at one time. I've never had that much."
"Are you almost there, Dave?" Jim asked his brother who was eating Penny out.
"A minute more, give me just a minute and I'll do it," he answered in a muffled voice.
Jim took his organ out of the girl's mouth. "Lay off, or you'll make me come too soon, bitch," he said. He held his cock still, afraid it would orgasm if he so much as let it touch her hot cheek. Pre come drooled in long strings down its length.
"I'm just about there; buddy," his brother suddenly said from deep in the girl's crack.
Jim fisted his penis back in Penny's mouth, filling her face again with two cocks. She sucked violently, her cheeks hollowing and filling, hollowing and filling and she masturbated both dicks as fast as she could, suddenly dipping down to clutch their heavy testicles as she noticed them begin to draw up.
Both men were panting, their heavy breathing filled the room. Bill looked down to his crotch. He couldn't believe it, but there it was. The sight of his pretty wife blowing the two guys at the same time had turned him on and his penis bulged hugely in his tight pants. He tried to hunch his hips a little to apply some pressure to the hot lump, but he was tied to securely. There was no way he could satisfy himself, or change the position of the terribly cramped prick.
"That's it, it's starting now," Jim yelled. "Me, too, Buddy, at the same fuckin' time man, oh, Jesus, what a trick," Dave chimed in. Both men tried to force their dicks deeper into the girl's mouth. Dave had a handful of her short, dark hair, but the size was too large, there was no way she could get that whole sex package any deeper in her mouth. She gagged violently, retching from the force with which they were fucking her mouth and a second later streams of molten semen streamed down the sides of the cocks from her lips as she struggled to swallow the rest of their jetting loads. Bill could hear her swallowing, could see her Adam's apple bobbing repeatedly as she thirstily drank from the steaming sex fountains. Groans filled the air from the two men using her mouth, they grunted as their orgasms died, jerking their bodies as her tongue continued to play over the now unbearably sensitive cock heads.
"That's enough, baby, oh, no more now," Jim said, taking his cock out of her mouth.
"Oh, let me, I'll be gentle," she pleaded and he offered the still fat dick to her. She plunged it back in her mouth, now still working on both of the cocks as the man lay back, allowing the attractive nude to clean off their dicks, to wash their heavy balls with her hot tongue, to ferret in the thick cock hair for drops of spilled semen.
"Fuck me with your fingers, Dave, put a couple in," Penny yelled suddenly, the cocks plopping out of her mouth with the sound of a bubble breaking. "Shit, it's building for me, oh fuckin, shit, it's comin' on," the girl screamed, reacting to the fat fingers Dave was forcing in her cunt. She wailed again: "Not my ass, oh, shit, don't go near my ass, baby, you'll kill me, oh, I can't come if you fuck with my butt. Aggggghhhhh! That's it, in the cunt, in the cunt, more, more," she screamed.
Curious to see what his brother was doing to turn on the girl so much, Jim switched to the other end of the bed, holding her buttocks widely separated as he watched Dave dig his fingers deeply into the creaming cunt. Dave had three fingers in her, right up the palm, showing her red cunt lining as she humped back on his fingers as hard as she could. She went for her own clitty and rubbed it as hard as she could to complete the orgasm.
"Oh, shit, fuckin' shit, that's it, that's fuckin' it, baby," she babbled, resting her head in the crotch of the man under her face. She licked weakly at his slumping dick and her ass went down, now resting full on his chin and he swiped at the dripping lips with his tongue. Jim leaned over and started lapping her, too, the tongues joining in the tight hole.
She couldn't believe the sensations coming from the tongues intertwined in her snatch. They crawled, slurped and sucked, dilated the muscles at the entrance and surged in and out.
"Agggggggggh! Shit, it's coming again, loves, oh, fuckin' shit, you're killing me, lick faster, uuuuuuhhhhh!" she sobbed, staring directly in Bill's face, unseeing, eyes glazed, face soaked in perspiration as she concentrated with all her might on the thrills churning her streaming cunt hole. At last the feelings began to wane and with a long sigh she again pitched head forward, hand on Dave's dick, her gasping mouth buried in his cock fur.
Bill thought his cock would go off in his pants without even touching it. His excitement was intense, the bulge huge, he fought his bonds, he would have given a month's pay to get his hands on his enlarged dick, it would only take a few strokes to send his wad flying. He was in agony. But it wasn't nearly over. The night was just beginning for him-and for the others.
The three swappers sat around on the bed smoking and having a drink, all nude now. At one point Penny jumped up and kissing her husband deeply, transferred a mouthful of cold scotch to his dry throat. He tried to kiss her as her lips lingered near his, but she pulled away, letting her fingers lightly trail over his erection still masked by his heavy trousers material. His whole body jerked as if she had hit him with a cattle prod. "Oh, baby, likes that, huh?" she asked, doing it once again and returning to the two men stretched out on her marriage bed.
Then the doorbell rang.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Oh, shit, we've got company. I guess that's Grillo and his doll," Penny said, jumping up. "Looks as if it's your lucky night, Bill, we may just let you get fucked after all," she said laughing at him as she hurriedly put her clothes on.
Frank Grillo was close to fifty, a tough, graying, squat man with a mean face, all of it forgotten somehow in the way he filled a room with his presence, filling it with a quiet kind of power.
With him, Lisa, acted almost more like a servant than a sex partner or girl friend. Grillo politely introduced himself and Lisa. "We're way ahead of you, Frank," Penny said, "we've already finished round one, why don't you join us?"
"I think I'll have a quick drink down here, first, if you don't mind, Mrs. Matthews. I've had a long day and I'd like to relax for a few minutes. You don't look as if you let people relax for long."
She mixed a drink for the older man. "Lisa, do you want to come up?" Penny asked.
"Lisa will stay here with me," he said coldly.
Penny turned her attention to Lisa who was sitting quietly at the other end of the couch from Frank Grillo.
She didn't look more than Penny's eighteen years, she could even have been younger. She was a tall, slim redhead, beautiful in every way, a lovely movie-star face, flawless skin, breasts perfectly shaped under a conservative dress neither too tight nor too loose. She wore white gloves and stockings and very high heels. Jesus, Penny thought to herself, she looks like she just got out of a convent. I hope to shit she's not Frank's daughter.
"May I ask you, Mrs. Matthews," Grillo began, "who exactly is upstairs?"
"Yes, of course, you can ask. Actually it's a little weird what's going on, not exactly what we usually do. There are two guys and me. And my husband, Bill. Bill set up a stink about me balling these two guys, he wanted to send them home because they showed up without any girls. So, we decided to have a little fun. Bill's tied up, with all his damn clothes on and the guys and I have been balling our brains out. I guess that covers everything we've been doing. Actually, now Lisa's here, I guess we'll turn Bill loose on her. He doesn't know how lucky he is," she turned a warm smile on Lisa who smiled back faintly, shaking her long red hair out.
"Ah, ah, Mrs. Matthews," Grillo began, "I will be very frank with you. Perhaps you will choose to meet us another evening, perhaps at my home. Let me say that Lisa does not have intercourse. I may allow her to ... to touch someone, but I don't want anyone touching her. She is under my full control. She will not take her clothes off, is that understood?
"For myself, I would enjoy coming upstairs and using you ... fucking you. I would enjoy that very much. But Lisa will not be part of that. If you find this hard to understand, well, so be it. You must decide what you are interested in and I must let my driver know. I have business elsewhere tonight."
Penny was shocked and confused. It was hard for her to fathom the strange, strong man who spoke to her with such utter confidence about what he wanted, but didn't seem to give shit about what anyone else wanted. Penny felt a strange tingling in her body. It would be exciting to fuck a man like Grillo, an older, powerful man. She didn't want to forego the experience. She covered his hand with hers. "Stay, I'd enjoy that very much."
"Lisa, tell the driver we will be here an hour and come right back," Grillo ordered without looking at the stunning redhead.
Lisa spoke her first words:
"Yes, Mr. Grillo, sir."
In a few minutes, the very unlikely-looking threesome, Penny, Lisa and Grillo, headed upstairs to Penny's bedroom. Grillo smiled when he saw Bill tied to the heavy chair.
"The man of the house, huh?" he commented. "All tied in knots. Well, look at it this way. Sometimes watching is more fun than doing. Doing, you know what I mean, can be a disappointment after the expectation. It's going to feel good when you finally get down to it."
"What about Lisa?" Bill inquired. "She's here to swap. Why don't you let me take her on. She's beautiful. If you like watching so much, watch me screw her. I'll give it to her good," Bill told the older man.
Grillo was silent. "Lisa doesn't fuck anyone but me, my good friend. And for the time being, why don't you just keep quiet and watch. Matter of fact, I have a treat for you, you can watch me throw a fuck to your pretty wife."
Bill writhed in the chair, trying to burst the stout rope for the hundredth time. He noticed his cock was still hard; he was terribly turned on from watching his wife get it from the two men. The expectation she was going to take on three men at once was keeping his cock at the boiling point, but he needed to get off. His frustration was enormous.
"Penny," he begged, "this has gone far enough, now. You told me I'd be free when the new girl got here. This is too weird for me. Get me out of here, now. I need to fuck real bad."
Penny was taking off her clothes again under Grillo's appreciative gaze. Lisa had seated herself on Penny's dressing table stool and was looking at the naked brothers on the bed.
"Later, honey. Plans have changed. Lisa isn't going to make it with you. So just sit tight. Remember, like the night you had me tied up," she said with a laugh and lay down on the bed between the two men.
She reached for Jim's semi-hard dick and began to caress it lightly, still looking at her husband. Dave dropped down in the bed and began to tongue her nipples lightly, his hands foraging in the dense fur between her legs.
It was silent in the room, they could hear each other breathing. Then Penny let out a long moan as two of Dave's fingers entered deeply into her cunt, his thumb swabbing her clit.
"Jesus, you people work fast," Grillo grunted. He looked over to the beautiful redhead he had brought along. "Get going," he ordered. Lisa dropped to her knees before him and started undoing his trousers. Then she took off his shoes and socks, finally slipping the trousers all the way off. He was wearing a jock strap under his pants, it bulged hugely, standing out from his hairy belly and thighs.
"That's enough for now. Just suck it a little through the cloth, while I watch the others," Grillo ordered.
Lisa buried her head between his thighs as the squat, strong man sat down on the edge of the bed to get a better view of the two men working on the brunette. "Let me see her cunt, please," he calmly ordered Dave.
His request excited Penny. She turned slightly in the bed, putting her feet in Grillo's lap. "Do as he says," she told Dave.
She spread her thighs wider, looking down at her sex parts, then to Grillo who was staring intently at her vagina. Dave's fingers spread her cunt hair, outlining the fat sex lips, then he opened the lips with his fingers, exposing the snatch to the other man.
"Put a finger in it," said Grillo.
Still holding her snatch lips apart, Dave put a finger into her hole. "Ahhhhhhhhh!" Penny gasped. Then he put two fingers in. She gasped again when he scissored his fingers open to dilate the wet sex hole, showing Grillo everything the girl had between her legs. He could see the raw, wet cunt lining, a deep red from her recent tongue job and orgasm. Lisa was still licking Grillo's cock through the jockstrap as he stared at Bill's wife getting finger fucked.
Dave moved down the bed and began to lick Penny's clit. She started to roll her hips: "Jesus, that's good, not too fast honey, I don't want to come too soon," she begged. She was still stroking Jim's joint and now urged him closer and she buried the fat cock head in her open mouth. "Yeah, that's the way baby, suck it for me," Jim moaned.
Grillo pushed Lisa away and unrolled the jockstrap over his hairy thighs. He was black with hair, ape-like. His dick was short and stubby, but very fat. The tip was soaked with Lisa's spit. It was as thick as a beer bottle, brutal looking.
"Get her on her hands and knees, boys, I'm ready to take a dip," Grillo said.
Penny sat up, pushing Dave's head away from her cunt. She stared at Grillo's thick penis. "Jesus, it's awful fat, honey," she complained. "Let me lick it."
"Turn around, A. Matthews, I'll tell you when I want you to lick it," Grillo said quietly.
Penny did as she was told. She was enjoying Grillo's cold authority.
She turned her ass to him, settling herself on all fours. Dave and Jim moved, each taking a tit in their mouths, their hands roving over her heated body, down the soft swelling belly to hairy cunt, then back again. Their dicks were pressed against her thighs and they made little fucking motions against her.
"Lisa," Grillo said.
Lisa, still fully dressed, down to her white gloves even, duck waddled toward Penny's big ass at the edge of the bed.
"What do you want me to do, Mr. Grillo," she simpered.
"See if she's ready, Lisa. Feel around her cunt. Put your finger in her, no, don't take off your gloves. Then put your face in it," Grillo said quietly, his fat cock nodding in front of him.
"Don't do anything to my ass," Penny whimpered. "I don't like anyone fooling with me there."
"She's going to lick your asshole when I tell her to, Mrs. Matthews. Get used to the idea. Maybe we'll all fuck your ass before the evening is over if you don't want to cooperate. Just relax, now, Lisa's good at this. She likes women, don't you, honey?"
"Yes, Mr. Grillo," Lisa whispered, burying her face in the fragrant crack of Penny's soft ass.
Penny felt a thrill go through her. The threat about being ass fucked was heating her up. She felt powerless now, surrounded by men. The thought of the delicate redhead going down her was more than she could bear. She groaned loudly, letting her head fall on the pillow, pushing her ass higher in the air. She was showing everything.
Lisa's tongue skillfully lapped over the hairy snatch, darting to the cuntal entrance, laving the wet lips, tickling them as they hung down slightly because of the knee-chest position Penny was in. Lisa went to work on the clitty, not hitting it directly, just torturing the adjacent cunt area.
"Don't make a pig of yourself, Lisa," Grillo interrupted, "put a finger in, now."
From his chair, Bill watched engrossed, aware his penis was on fire in his pants, spilling out large amounts of pre-come until the whole area was slimy and hot feeling.
Lisa sat back, pulling her face out of the other girl's ass. Her whole face was shiny and dripping from the saliva and cunt juice she had been eating. Very gently she probed her white-gloved finger toward the cunt. She dipped it in very gently, an inch at a time. The dry glove wouldn't penetrate easily. It balked, then as it slowly went in, it took some of the cunt lips within, its dryness causing a lot of friction in Penny's cunt.
"Aaaagggghhhhh! That feels big, honey. Go easy on me," Penny groaned.
The finger hit bottom, Lisa bent her face to the girl's ass and began to lick around her finger. "That's so fuckin' good, Lisa, oh Jesus, I like that," Penny yelled, hunching her ass back toward the slender girl's finger and lapping tongue.
"Hold her cunt open for me," Grillo said, "I'm going to fuck her now."
With a sigh, Lisa stopped eating the girl and withdrew her finger, the glove finger soaked and wet looking. As if doing something she had done many times before, she held Penny's cunt open with one hand and held Grillo's brutal penis in the other. He moved forward, nestling the tip in the hot snatch. Penny felt down between her legs, trying to circle Grillo's cock with her fingers. She couldn't. The thought of his extreme thickness made her head reel. She thought, he's going to fuck me real good with that club.
Grillo pushed in experimentally, more to gauge the size of the slit, than to get it in. It was hard going. He liked that and grunted, then pressed harder.
He had a few inches in her now. Penny could feel her cunt dilating around the huge dick. "Take it easy, honey, let me have it easy," Penny whined.
"Lick my ass," Grillo said to the girl crouching at his side still holding Penny's ass cheeks apart.
Lisa looked ashamed. Bill noticed this. She seemed to hesitate. "Lisa," Grillo muttered. Red-faced, the still fully dressed girl moved behind the squat, strong man and separated his ass cheeks. She flicked her tongue hard directly over his butt hole. He gave a moan and sank all the way into Penny's slit. She gave a yell, trying to squirm away from the fat dick, her ass writhing, but her movements only helped Grillo sink in to the balls and he started pumping her with short, hard strokes, her cunt puffing in and out. He pulled her to him by her hips, sinking in all the way, relishing the hot, steaming cunt pulled over his dick like a glove and the groan-like yell forced from Penny's mouth as she felt the club-like dick drive in her.
"Oh, Jesus, that's a lot of dick you're sticking in me, Jesus, go a little slower, you're reaming the shit out of me, oh please," she begged.
Grillo kept up his relentless fucking, now taking one of his hands and putting it behind his back on Lisa's head to better push her tongue into his shitter.
Jim and Dave were still lying beside Penny's crouching form. They could feel each time her body was rocked forward by the powerful thrust of the older man at her ass. They helped to hold her for him, embracing her and working over her tits and tummy while he kept up his slamming.
Through narrowed eyes, his breath, too, coming fast now, Bill watched the brutal poking his wife was taking from the fire-plug-shaped dick in her cunt. Her short hair was tossing from the strength of the cock blows and her nails were tearing at the sheets as she repeatedly muttered:
"Oh, shit, oh, shit, Jesus, you're reaming the shit out of me. Go easy, Jesus, you're too big for my cunt, oh, Jesus, go easy."
Suddenly to his surprise, Bill saw Lisa turn her body so that her hips faced Bill. She kept licking at Grillo's ass, but she yanked her dress up, revealing she had no panties on, showing her lightly haired, babyish cunt to the tied man. She fingered it lovingly, spreading the little lips, playing with the light covering of orange colored hair, so sparse it failed to hide her vagina at all. Bill decided it looked like the cunt of a fifteen-year-old. She spread the lips a little and rubbed at her clit, holding the lips apart, showing off her snatch to the other man. Then, as quickly as she had revealed herself, she pulled her skirt back down and doubled her efforts on the asshole in front of her. Grillo gave a groan, hunching even harder in Penny as Lisa's tongue drove into his tight shithole.
He was holding Penny's ass cheeks widely spread, watching his fat cock spearing in and out of the attractive girl, watching her asshole surge out at him slightly each time he filled her cunt.
Suddenly, without changing stroke he brought his cock out of her cunt all the way and without pausing, took it in his hand up near the head and brutally forced the fat crown full into the brunette's asshole.
"Aggggghhhhh! I don't do it that way, you son of a bitch," Penny screamed as he tore into her virginal asshole. She bucked violently, but with three men holding her, she didn't have a chance of dislodging the excited pecker.
He was half way in her and wildly clutching her hips as he rammed it home and held it in her with all his might. He was into her to the balls which she felt swinging between her legs, slapping against her gaping cunt lips.
Penny's entire body was shuddering from the violent force of the penetration. Grillo's cock was so thick there was no chance for him to make fucking motions; he was stuck in her ass to the balls. He heard Penny sobbing, her head thrashing on the pillow from side to side, choking sobs coming from her.
"It won't be long now, Mrs. Matthews. You've got a nice ass and I'll come in it in just a minute or so. Just relax, try and push out a little, it won't hurt too much," Grillo said to Penny.
"Oh, you dirty son of a bitch," she cried between sobs. "Jesus, you don't know how painful that is. It's killing me, Jesus, you've torn my ass, you son of a bitch," Penny wailed.
"Lisa," Grillo said, "use your tongue on her, maybe it'll quiet her down. See what you can do for the little lady." As he said this he flexed his penis; Penny could feel the thick tube writhe in her rectum. She yelled again.
Lisa lay down between Grillo's legs, her head and face under Penny's squatting cunt and she began to tongue her off as fast as she could. In a minute, Penny was writhing with pleasure under the skilled tongue lashing:
"Oh, that's better. Jesus, you're good at that you little bitch. Faster, eat me faster for Christ's sake. Come on, bitch, gobble it up, eat my cunt all up," Penny yelled.
Grillo and the others saw Dave move up in the bed. He pushed his crotch out at Penny: "Eat me a little, Penny. I'm going to make it, quick, swing on it, honey."
With a moan of pleasure, Penny reached out and brought his long organ to her mouth, dropping her head down on it, taking more than half into her mouth and throat. It was Dave's turn to yell with pleasure.
Grillo found that Penny's virgin ass had loosened somewhat, he was able to start a slight fucking motion, in and out barely a few inches at a time, giving him the friction he needed to get his powerful gun off. He pulled it out of her vise-like ass and backed off and before Bill's startled gaze, the older man quickly pulled up Lisa's dress. In one smooth motion, he forced his big club into her tiny twat, cradling her slim thighs in his hairy arms to get himself further in her.
Lisa continued to eat out Penny, but now Jim came over to Penny and inserted his bursting erection into the girl's still gaping asshole which had never completely closet after Grillo's insertion. Jim went in her all the way, strong and hard. It must have been a pleasurable relief after the huge size of Grillo's prick because Penny simply moaned with her mouth around Dave's cock as she felt the second cock probe her bowels.
Grillo was about to come off. He banged hard and fast into the young redhead, pinching her slight tits through her dress. He humped her fast, then pulled out as the first contraction hit him. He grabbed his cock and finished it off by powerfully jerking it all over the girl's stocking-clad thighs. Huge gobs of white come dotted the shiny silk. When he finished coming, he wiped his dick off on her dress and sat down beside her, putting his fingers in her cunt.
Penny was next. She had never felt herself so excited. Twice rammed in the ass and with a dick in the mouth, she now concentrated on the little girl who was eating her out.
She felt the first wave hit her; she almost choked on Dave's penis. Her throat was so tight for him, he started streaming off in her mouth when he felt her throat compress his inflamed dickhead. She couldn't swallow fast enough, semen squirted from the sides of her mouth just as her orgasm broke over her in intense waves. Her cunt was contracting hard, she felt empty, but the contractions pressed and squeezed on Jim's cock in her ass.
She dropped Dave's cock from her mouth, it plopped wetly to his thigh, followed by a long string of sperm from her mouth as she gasped, still coming.
Jim felt her asshole contracting and he couldn't hold off anymore. He fucked her fast for a moment, then withdrew and watched his prick empty itself writhingly over the chin and face of the little redhead still tonguing the other girl. Lisa jerked violently as she felt the boiling liquid squirt on her face. She had never felt that before. Her fingers played in the thick juice and she felt her orgasm start. She sucked as much of Penny's cunt meat into her mouth as she could, holding it in a strong suction. Her hips were rolling violently, Grillo's fat, stubby fingers still in her cunt. He pressed her clit hard as he recognized the familiar beat of her body under his hands. His thumb pressed into her rectum, his other fingers deep in the small cunt.
"Oh, shit, it's wonderful. Oh, God, that's the nicest I've ever had," she whispered as she finished, washing her face with the combined cunt and cock liquors which had been dropped on her. She was hot and disheveled. She suddenly seemed to wake up, staring at her widely spread legs, her dress soiled at the hem and neck by semen. It was a real mess in front where Grillo had wiped his penis off after banging Penny in the ass.
For a moment Bill thought she was going to start crying. Instead, she said to Grillo: "Can I have him? I need more. I'm still hot," motioning toward Bill.
"No," Grillo answered coldly. "Get yourself together, we're leaving. You've had more than I wanted you to have tonight. Hurry.
She answered simply, "Yes, Mr. Grillo, sir," and pulled her dress down over her cunt.
Bill watched them all start to dress. They took turns in the bathroom, one by one, although Jim and Dave wanted Penny to shower with them. " 'Fraid not tonight, boys. Next time. I'm pooped. That's more jackpots than I usually hit at one time," she laughed.
They all went downstairs together, Grillo and the young girl silent and formal once again; Jim, Dave and Penny joking. No one had taken a last look at Bill, or even said a word to him.
He heard the front door slam. That would be Grillo and his girl leaving. Bill wondered about the others; what were Penny and the two men doing?
He heard them laughing together and the sound of someone mixing drinks. Then it grew very still. Bill strained forward in the chair, trying to hear what was going on. There wasn't any sound. It sent on like this for what seemed like a long time. Then it came, a high pitched yell of pleasure: "Ahhhhhh ... ahhhhhhh, oh, I like the way you do that!!" It was his wife's voice and he could hear the creaking of the couch, which told him the story as Penny continued to bleat with pleasure while the men worked her over.
One of the brothers appeared at the door. Bill thought it was probably Dave. He had his coat on his back and a smile on his face.
"Thought I'd say goodnight and thank you for the loan of your wife. She's a hot, little fuck, do you know that?" the man said. "She said she didn't want to fuck again, but when Jim pulled out his cock, she just about jumped on him. She's just cleaning him up now ... with her mouth. Well, g'night, see you again real soon. Maybe next time we'll bring Sissy along for you to poke."
The front door slammed again and all was silent. Bill heard his wife dropping ice cubes into a glass and her step on the stairs as she headed for the bedroom.
"Is my baby finally ready for a little lovin'?" she crooned as she came in. She was naked, her hair a mess, her tits looked sore, her pubic hair plastered to her tummy by come and spit,
"Jesus, those damn guys never get enough fucking. What a night. I think they would have stayed for another round if I hadn't finally wore out. They wanted to stay and fuck all night, taking turns. I finally told them I had to save something for you ... was I right?"
"Yes, you were right. Untie me, I need it real bad. I've been on the edge of coming for hours now. It's killing me," Bill complained.
Penny got up off the bed and came over to where her husband was tied. She trailed her hand lightly over his hard prick; he flinched. She bent down and unzipped him and put her hand inside his shorts. "Jesus, you're all wet, Bill. You sure you haven't come in your pants watching me get fucked?"
"No, I haven't come yet, but I'm close. Untie me, quick, I'm close I told you."
"No, I don't think so. Let's do it my way for a change." She took his penis out of his pants. It was huge, very wet and bright red, the head pulsating wildly in her hand.
Facing away from him, she straddled over him, aiming it at her cunt with her hand. Then she settled down on it, taking it to the balls.
"Ahhhhhhhh, that's nice honey," she yelled.
He groaned, unable to move because of the bonds holding him, but her semen-soaked cunt was enough for him. He began spurting into her immediately. "Are you coming already?" she asked.
"Yes, Goddamn it, ugggghhhh!" he groaned. Nothing had ever felt so good in his life. He had been teased for what seemed like hours. His sperm was still gushing out of his cock, there was a tremendous amount of it after all that time.
"Jesus, you feel so hot, honey," Penny gasped, "I wish I could get off again, but I've had too much."
When he had finished, she stood up, her hand holding her cuntlips together. "I don't want to drip all over you, baby."
She quickly untied him and they fell together on the bed. "You fuckin' little bitch, I ought to kill you. What a lousy fuckin' trick. You were busting my fuckin' stones all night, Christ," he moaned, feeling her all over, his face buried in her hair.
"Admit it, it's the biggest tease you ever had, but the best," Penny asked.
"It sure as hell was different. And it was exciting. But it went on too damn long, Jesus, I'm still hard after coming off." She felt down to his rock-like penis. "You want me to suck it?" she whispered. "No," he answered, "I want your asshole. Sit on my dick and put it in your ass. I've never had you that way. It won't take me long to get off, I'm still hot as hell."
He rolled over on his back and she crouched over him, holding his dick. She settled slowly down on him and the fat dome of his rod, covered with thick semen, pushed deeply into her bowels where she had been fucked twice already that night.
"Jesus, you're a tight little whore," he muttered, beginning to shag her.
She was playing with her clit, rubbing it hard, her eyes tightly shut. "Fuck, I'm going to make it again," she moaned.
"Do it now, I'm coming off in your shitter," his strangled voice said, as he got his rocks off for the second time.
"Ahhggg! Ahhggg!" she yelled as her cunt started creaming for her and as the orgasm pounded her body, she slumped forward on Bill, burying her tongue in his mouth, her hand going behind her to hold his waning penis deep in her butt hole until she had felt her final ounce of pleasure.
CHAPTER EIGHT
After their second intensive swap session, the young couple sat down and had a serious talk. Bill, in particular, was worried that he was losing the eighteen-year-old to her new sex partners. He wanted to put an end to their swapping activities.
Secretly, he only wanted to get her to agree to stop swapping, which would leave him free to fuck anyone he wanted, while preventing her from enjoying herself with other men.
A few nights after the long orgy with the brothers and Grillo, they sat down together after dinner and had a few drinks and talked it all out.
They seemed to agree.
"I don't want to make you unhappy, Bill. You know that," Penny told her husband. "I want to do what you think is right, but you've got to remember that you're the one who got us in this swapping thing in the first place."
"I know that," he quickly retorted, taking a long pull on his drink, "but I realize now what a mistake it was. At first, I thought it would make our sex life better. And it did; it really did. You'll have to agree to that."
"It sure did, honey. I didn't even know what it was all about before I started balling these guys. I can understand why you thought I was a drag in bed," Penny agreed.
"But now, frankly I'm worried. And I'm jealous. I don't like to admit it. I thought it would be exciting to swap together, open swapping. I wanted to see you get fucked. I used to think about it when we were fucking. But now I'm just plain scared you're getting too deep into it. Why don't we quit now. We both love and appreciate each other, we've seen each other fucking and being fucked, we'll always have that. I don't want to do it anymore. I hope you don't, either."
"Oh, Bill, you're right. So right. I'm glad you've said this, because it's been on my mind and we feel just alike about it," Penny said, moving over to the couch to hug him, her cheek warm against his face, her hand clasping his thigh. They kissed deeply. Bill put his drink down and turned the light off. The room was dimly lit.
"Take your panties off," he ordered, pulling up Penny's skirt.
"Are you going to do it here, right now?" she asked.
"Yes. Show me your cunt."
She stood up, pulling up her skirt and in the same motion, pulled her panties off, slipping her thumbs under them at the sides. Her skirt fell over her body before he got a good look at her cunt.
She lay down on the carpet, putting her feet on either side of his thighs as he remained sitting there. Then very slowly, with agonizing slowness, she began pulling her skirt up over her thighs. "You like to be teased, don't you, darling?" she whispered softly.
"Jesus, yes and you really know how to do it, too, don't you?" he answered.
She continued to pull her skirt up, over the soft, slim thighs, then baring just the hint of her bushy sex, the hair a large, black patch in the dim light, then up to her belly.
"I'm going to put my finger in now, why don't you take your dick out. I'd like to see it," Penny said.
Bill unzipped and brought out his already hardening cock. He watched his wife begin to stroke her pussy and as she did, he started to fondle his thickening sex organ, working on the tip at first, spitting on his fingers, then he took the whole thing in his hand and started to beat his meat.
"I like looking at that, sweetheart. I'm going to put a finger in my cunt now."
He saw her spread her legs wider and her hand was rubbing hard at her cunt, then she separated the lips and started probing at the tiny hole. He could hardly see what she was doing in the dark.
"Keep on rubbing your prick, it's turning me on. It looks very big from here. I'll tell you when I'm ready for it, baby," Penny said.
"You mean you want to get fucked?" Bill asked.
"In a little while. Let's just watch each other like this for now, then when we're really ready let's fuck." Bill could tell -she was excited already, the word fuck came out in a slow drawl, like "fuuuuckkkk."
He could feel the moisture secreting from the tip of his cock.
But, while they would screw each other in a matter of minutes, both were having secret thoughts about swapping which were turning them on, enabling them to arouse themselves to fever pitch, but thoughts which each would not have admitted to one another.
As Penny dipped her finger deeper into her now-flowing vagina, she was thinking:
"Shit, I'm not going to stop swapping. I'm going to get on the phone to that prick Grillo tomorrow. I'll bet he'll throw a fabulous fuck to me if he gets me in a motel. He as much as said that on his way out. I wonder if he'll bring Lisa and make her suck my cunt again. He's so Goddamn big between the legs, it hurts when he puts it in. I wonder if he'll do me in the ass again. Jesus, he's an exciting man. Maybe he'll bring someone else, another fucking gangster, like he must be."
As Bill continued to masturbate his towering penis, staring at Penny's wide-open snatch, he was thinking:
"There, I've done it. She's going to quit and I don't have to worry about her getting her brains fucked out by guys like Grillo. She's plenty turned on now, I want to use her myself. I'm going to call that little cunt Lisa up tomorrow. God, I remember when she showed me her snatch that night."
"I'm ready, honey. Ready for your prick," Penny murmured, breaking in on Bill's thoughts of Lisa's sweet, babyish cunt.
"Yeah, honey, I'm ready to fuck you now, too."
She pulled her legs back to her tits, widely spreading her cunt area and Bill got to his knees before her. "Are you going to eat me first?" she asked.
"No, I'm going to fuck you, baby."
She reached her hand out for his penis and gently applied the soaking tip to her hot, wet snatch. She wiped the head up and down the drooling cunt lips several times before accurately locating her cunt.
"Push now," she ordered.
She groaned as if she were being whipped as he drove his hard cock into her guts and while he fucked her, both Penny and Bill concentrated on what they had planned for tomorrow ... calls to their new swap partners.
Unknown to one another, Bill and his wife bedded down in the same motel that week, though on different days.
Bill heard a knock on the door and opened it. Lisa was standing there, less formally dressed than the last time, this time in shorts and a halter. She looked about sixteen. With her was a short, plump blonde. She looked even younger.
"Come on in, ladies," Frank invited, hiding his surprise. What the hell is she doing with that other broad? he wondered.
"Who's your pretty friend?" Bill asked, motioning toward the blonde who still looked as if she was about to make a run for it any minute.
"Oh her," Lisa said, "that's my cousin Julie. She's only sixteen, but we're friends, if you know what I mean. We fool around together. She said she didn't want to do anything, she only likes girls, but she's never seen anyone fuck. She says she wants to watch. Do you mind?"
Bill asked, "How old are you? And how did you meet that ape Grillo, anyway?"
Lisa laughed, tossing her long, red hair, leaning back in the chair to show her little tits.
"Jesus, don't let him hear you say that. He'd probably kill you. He's sort of my uncle, but he's got the hots for me. He pays my mother a lot of money to take me places. My mother thinks he's giving me an education." She paused, "Well, in a way, I guess he is," she giggled. "He's weird as hell," she finished lamely, taking a slug of her drink.
She really doesn't know what the fuck to do, thought Matthews, without some bull like Grillo ordering her around. He couldn't stand to wait any longer so he reached for her and kissed her deeply and licked over her face, his hands feeling her small, tight, hard ass at the same time.
"Get Julie to take her clothes off while we ball and I'll give you money next time around," he whispered.
"Why don't you offer her some right now. She'll do it."
"Hey, Julie," Bill said over Lisa's shoulder, "I've got cold-hard cash in my wallet. All you have to do is take off your clothes and strut your stuff a little to get it. I won't touch you, if you don't want it. I'd like to see you nude, though."
"OK," the blonde said, coming into the room and sitting on one of the double beds.
"Shit, I'm not going first. After you, then I'll take mine off."
Lisa pulled off her halter, revealing hard, little tits with surprisingly big nipples. Then came her shorts and panties. Bill remembered the provocative mop of orange cunt hair, hardly hiding the snatch at all. She was an exciting little bitch, he thought.
He started to peel and took everything off down to his shorts.
"Take them off, honey. Show Julie your dick. I don't think she's ever seen a grown man," Lisa said.
He slipped off the shorts, handling his penis right away, stretching it out full length so that the head appeared. There was a drop of shiny moisture there already. "Get on the bed," he said to Lisa.
The young girl lay down, stuffing a pillow under her head, spreading her legs slightly. "What do you want me to do?" she asked.
"You'll know when the time comes. Let's play with each other a little. Tell Julie to strip off," he whispered.
"Julie, get your clothes off."
Julie peeled off her jeans while Bill and Lisa watched from the other bed. Then she took off her blouse, leaving her bra on. It was padded and even with padding her tits were tiny. "Do I have to take my bra off? I'm sensitive about my ... my breasts," the little girl said.
"No, keep it on if you want. But I want to see your pussy," Bill said. He had begun to feel Lisa's cunt. She was wet already and he got a finger in without any trouble. She moaned under the caress.
Julie stood up again, this time between the beds, much closer to Bill and Lisa. She turned her back on them and took her panties down. She had a lovely, plump ass with a deep crack. "Turn around, let me see it," Bill said softly. "I want to see your snatch."
She turned around slowly and he gasped. She was heavily haired for a blonde. The thick thatch of sandy colored fur was disproportionately mature for her age and size. It was sexy looking. Bill wanted to bury his face in it.
"Can I touch it," he asked.
"Yes," Julie said coming closer.
With one finger still stuck deep in Lisa's pouting cunt, he lightly passed his hand over Julie's furry notch. Jesus, what a nice cunt, he thought. She'd be nice to get into. He tried to pry the lips apart; she was very small there, he found out.
"Uh, uh, we didn't agree to anything like that," Julie said, backing off. "I'm here to watch. That's the girl who does the stuff," Julie said, pointing at Lisa.
"Let's sixty-nine a little," Bill said to Lisa, turning head-to-toe on the broad bed. Lisa accommodated him by shifting onto her side and lifting one leg up in the air; he helped by holding it up with his hand as he dipped his face into her snatch. She moaned deeply. "Ohhhhhhhh, fuck, that's nice."
He lapped at her small sex lips, amazed at how very wet she was already. She was lubricating heavily. His tongue went into her crack easily. Bill remembered how large Frank Grillo's dork was, the girth was tremendous, no wonder the little girl was stretched.
He felt her grasp his dick and the next sensation was her mouth going over the tip, it felt hot and wet and he was surprised by the skilled way her tongue worked on his penis as she held him in a strong suction. He could hear the slurping noises she made as she blew him.
"I think I'm going to do it now, Bill," she said suddenly in a small voice, then all of a sudden, "Ahhhhhhh! Ahhhhhh!" Her pelvis jerked uncontrollably in his arms. He had hardly begun to lick the little bitch and she was off already.
She pulled away from him, her clitty too sensitive for more caressing right then. She pulled her mouth off his dick. "I'm real fast sometimes, honey, 'specially when someone licks me. It's real quick, I don't have any control over it. Sometimes I come in like a few seconds just thinking of being eaten out."
"Put your mouth back on my dick," he suggested. She had pulled off him when she got her rocks off.
She avidly took up his penis again and sank a few inches in her willing mouth. He nuzzled at her cunt hair, careful not to hit her clit with his tongue again.
His penis felt as if it would burst. He was close to coming himself. The sight of the two naked teeny-boppers in the room had done its work. He had to be careful or he would ejaculate too soon. He didn't want to come in her mouth, he wanted to reserve the load for her immature cunt.
"Easy, easy does it," he moaned, taking her face in his hands and prying it off his hard dick. It slapped wetly across her face, like a light slap and she tongued it.
"Why don't you get on it, baby?" he asked her. She energetically sat up.
"Sure, let me have a drink first." Jesus, he thought, one thing about these young ones, they recover fast. She could probably fuck all night and not be late for school in the morning.
He watched her ass as she fetched her drink. Not a ripple, not a swirl. Hard and tight, the skin a pale white, just hinting at the deep treasure between the sweet crack. He could hardly wait for her to come back and ride him. He wondered if she would be deep enough in that position to take him all. He knew Grillo's big prick had dilated the hell out of her, but he knew he had the stud beaten in the length race. It would be interesting to probe her as deeply as he could.
"How you doin', sweetheart?" he asked Julie.
She was lying on her side facing him on the other bed. Her hairy snatch caught his eye. God, how he'd like to hose her. It was too bad she wouldn't play.
"You want to make more money?"
"How?" she asked suspiciously, eyeing his erect penis with interest. "I'm not going to fuck if that's what you mean."
"Naw, nothing like that. Look, when Lisa comes back she's going to top ride me, you know, get on my dick while I he on my back. I want you to sit on my face. That's all. Just sit on my face. That way I'll be able to lick your snatch a little and it'll get me off faster. I like two dames at the same time. It's what you and Lisa do together, why not let me? I can be as gentle as she is. Give it a try." He winked at her.
"Nothing else. Just your tongue. Are you sure?" Julie asked in a small voice.
"That's all, nothing else, darling. Just a little tongue. Now, that's not going to kill you, right?"
"It never has so far. I never heard about getting killed by a tongue," Julie giggled.
God, the little slut is going to do it, he thought, as she started going through his pants looking for his wallet.
"Are you going to wear a rubber or something," Lisa asked, standing by the side of the bed, sipping her drink.
"Why, haven't you heard of the pill?" he laughed.
"You're kidding. My mother would kill me if she ever found those in my room. No shit, you can't come in me, you know."
Bill said: "You got any suggestions?"
"I'll eat it for you. Tell me when you're going to come and pull out and I'll go down. I do that for Frank all the time. It's the only way he likes it."
"Get on my dick now and shut up, Lisa," Bill said with a groan.
The sweet, little redhead put down her drink and crawled over his lap, pressing his dick tightly against his belly with her cunt. She started rubbing back and forth, his cock lying between her wet sex lips. She sure as hell has done this before, he thought to himself.
"Do you want me to put it in now?" she said.
"Yeah, stuff it in your box, cutie," he replied.
With a look of utter concentration on her lovely young face, the redhead raised up over his loins, taking his joint in her fingers. She pressed the thick head to her vulva and stabbed herself on it, taking fully half of the cock in her cunt.
"Gaaaaaaahhhh!" she moaned, "you're a big fucker. Jesus, it's long."
She struggled to get more comfortable on the long boner, still crouching well over him so as not to impale herself full length. His hands reached out and he began to softly fondle the big nipples on the small, hard breasts. She groaned when she felt him manipulate the red, rubbery tips.
"Sink down on it, it's not in enough," he said to Lisa. She let her ass drop slightly, taking a few more inches. He felt the head of his dick press against her cervix. Jesus, she's not deep enough to take it all, he thought. She's got a short, little cunt, despite the ramming Grillo's been giving her.
"Jesus, it's so long, you bastard," she huffed, still trying to accommodate him. "I don't know if I can get it in any more."
"Lie back, over my legs, it won't be so deep then and I can see your snatch," Bill suggested.
She leaned backwards, almost yelling as the thick dick stretched her cunt walls as she lay back against his legs. Her cunt was hugely exposed to his gaze and he began to tickle her clit, looking with interest and growing excitement at the red cunt meat under the light orange fluff between her legs.
"That'll make me do it again, Bill, if you keep tickling my button like that," she offered in a hushed tone, raising her head slightly to look at his hand on her box.
"Do you want to make it again?"
"Are you ready?"
"Not yet," he answered. "Come here Julie, let me taste that sweet pussy of yours. Jesus, if anything gets me off, that'll do it."
Julie scrambled over from the next bed. Obviously experienced when it came to getting eaten, she straddled his head, so she could watch him dick her friend while he ate her out. Very slowly, he saw her sweet cunt lowering toward his mouth. He put out his tongue, holding her ass cheeks gently with his hands. His tongue was nuzzling her wild growth of sex fur in an instant. The next, it was imbedded to the hilt in the smallest little cunt hole he had ever imagined. It hardly admitted his full tongue before he felt the membrane of her cherry, but it was deep enough to give her a wicked thrill. She shrieked as it went in and she pressed down on his face, scrubbing her cunt lips gently and then harder against his mouth, his chin and his nose. She was very wet; apparently watching Lisa get dicked had driven her up the wall.
He felt around her snatch with his tongue, looking for her love button. She let him know when he hit it! "Ahhhhhh! Shit, you got it, honey. You got me that time, oh, you sweet fucker," the little teenager swore as he sent thrill after thrill through her plump body.
He was getting ready to come. He couldn't take much more from the little bitches. He knew he should tell Lisa he was getting close, but fuck her, he thought, I'll drop my load in her cunt.
He began to hunch upward, getting his dick deeper into her, his thumb playing a melody on her little clit while his tongue ran wild over the blonde's snatch.
The girls came together. Julie first, gasping for breath, pressing so hard against his face with her wet snatch he thought she would suffocate him. He could have sworn she released a stream of moisture at the moment she got her rocks off. He felt it streaming down his face, hot on his neck and chest.
He took his hands and clasped Lisa around the middle, his hands almost meeting around her tummy. She screamed when his dick went in her all the way, but a second later, she was getting her cookies.
"That's it, shit, that's it. Oh, it's the second one for me," she chanted, riding him as fast as she could.
He couldn't take any more of the hot, tight pressure on his bursting dick. She was so tight it was like a blow job or a hand job, the skin of his prick was slipping tightly back and forth while she balled him. He felt his sperm gathering at the base of his prick, his heavy balls drew up into a tight sack and with a groan he came into the blonde's cunt. His semen jetted out into the little redhead, filling her cunt with wet, white slime, jet after jet, gob after gob, it kept on ejaculating into the little girl.
"Oh, you son of a bitch," she yelled when she realized he was coming off in her. "You fuckin' shit, you came in me!" Lisa jumped off his lap leaving his penis writhing wildly in the air, still spurting. Reflexively, without thinking about it, he forced the little blonde's head down on the big dork and to his surprise she accepted it eagerly in her mouth, taking the last few gobs in her throat.
She started coughing suddenly, realizing what she was doing, sickened by the slime shooting out of the man's dick into her mouth. Her discomfort excited him and he forced her head down harder on his dick; it was literally choking her now, her face red and sweaty as her mouth formed a huge "O" around his big meat.
Visions of the naked young girls haunted Matthews' mind as he started to dress. He was still horny. He decided he'd have to fuck Penny tonight while he thought about Lisa and Julie.
Not a bad afternoon, he thought to himself with a smile, checking his watch. Two and a half hours of solid fucking and sucking! A hotel room where his company got a discount, too.
CHAPTER NINE
It was Friday afternoon. Penny knew Bill would be at work so she had made her secret date with Frank Grillo for that day and time. She thought to herself as she got ready that she would have at least three hours with the big-pricked bastard before having to hurry home to get dinner for Bill.
She wondered vaguely about Bill. Christ, he had been horny these past few days. If she had known he was going to be hitting on her two and three times every night, she would have put the Grillo date off to another week. She didn't know and hadn't counted on, his wild sex escapade with the two young girls. As she put the finishing touches on her makeup, she guiltily slipped a tube of K-Y Jelly into her purse. She wasn't going to take a chance that Grillo was going to fuck her ass again without a tube of grease in the room. She wanted it, but she wanted it right this time. It had hurt too much the last time.
She hurried out to her car; she didn't want to be late. Grillo was a demanding bastard and wanted everything his way. Maybe that was why she found him so exciting.
She headed downtown. She was going to meet him at a sleazy motel, rather than the fancy motor inn he preferred. She was afraid someone from Bill's big company staff might see her at the motor inn. This would be safer.
At the same moment she was putting her pretty, little butt on the car seat, her husband was downing his second martini of his liquid lunch at the motor inn with Janice, his secretary.
Ever since their one fuck session, never repeated, Janice had been hot for a repeat performance. This had never happened to her before, to get fucked once and dropped. She knew she was good in the sack, guys didn't simply walk out on her. Had she known that Bill's wife had started going to swap parties almost immediately after the night Janice fucked Bill, she would have understood why Bill never gave her a tumble again. Simply put, his balls were dragging. He had been getting as much fucking as he needed. But in the past week, despite fucking the shit out of Penny several times a night, the afternoon spent with the little teenagers in the hotel had kept his balls simmering. He had never been this hot before. When Janice suggested they have a long, wet Friday lunch together, he jumped at the opportunity. He made sure his desk was clear and she knew she wouldn't be coming back, either.
Her knee was pressing him under the table and her hand touched his thigh. "Are we going to stay here?" she asked. "I'm almost ready to go up, how about you?"
"Shit, no, let's not stay here. Someone is bound to see us. What about that place on Ninth Street. I know it's a dump, but at least we won't get caught."
Janice made a face. "I guess so, if you say so. Is it clean?"
"Don't tell me you haven't hit the sheets there, honey. I know better," Bill laughed, hoisting his glass.
"Okay," she laughed back, "it's a dump, but the sheets are clean. Ready?"
"Let's go," Bill said getting up from the table. As he followed her from the bar, he admired her swinging hips and long blonde hair. He was going to enjoy sticking it to her. He hadn't gotten around to asking her whether she was ready to take it in the ass or not. They had fought about that on their first date and she had won, but since then she had repeatedly hinted that her ass was available to him.
Bill drove up under the motel canopy. "I'll be right out, honey," and gave her tit a pinch. "That hurts good, don't take too long, baby," she said, blowing him a kiss.
As he stood at the counter in the motel office, a movement caught his eye on the balcony level of the motel building directly to his right.
He couldn't believe his eyes for a moment. No, he thought, that couldn't be. He left the desk clerk in mid-sentence and walked quickly to the window for a better view.
He had been right. It was his wife, just entering a room and with her were two men. He would know the short, squat figure of Frank Grillo anywhere. The other man he had never seen.
"See something that interests you, sir," the motel clerk asked. "I'm afraid that young lady is taken for this afternoon, but I might be able to arrange something another afternoon."
"You mean with her?" Bill asked, suddenly feeling as if he'd been punched in the stomach. "Does she come here often?"
"Yes, she's a rather frequent guest," the clerk snickered. "I think something might be arranged, although of course I haven't asked her before, she always brings her own ... friends, I guess one might say."
The clerk continued:
"But, if you're alone this afternoon, I can fix you up real good. We have a number of lonely young ladies on call. It'll only cost you about fifty dollars depending of course on what your tastes are."
"No, ah ... ah, that's alright, but thanks. I've got someone with me this afternoon." Bill's brain was spinning. So Penny was still cheating on him, the swapping was still going on, despite their agreement to stop. And she was fucking guys alone, not when he was there to watch.
He had a sudden idea.
A very good idea.
"Would it be possible for me to get the room next to theirs ... next to that lady's we were just talking about?" Bill asked.
The clerk looked at Bill for a moment. "That could be arranged. It might be a little expensive though. We're very crowded right now."
Bill surveyed the parking lot. There were three cars in sight and the motel must have had over one hundred units. He felt the sting was coming.
"Let me explain it this way, Mr.," the clerk consulted Bill Matthews' registration card, "Mr. Clark. The rooms on both sides of that lady's room are vacant. One costs fifty dollars, the other one hundred and fifty. Let me tell you why, if you are interested, of course."
"I'm interested," Bill snapped.
"One room is pretty much just a room," the clerk droned on. "But the other room is sort of special. You see, it's an adjoining room, those two rooms go together as a suite usually when there's a call for one. Now, when the connecting doors are open, there's a small passageway, sort of a closet between them. If I was to give you the key to that closet, you would find if you went in there, that some holes had been bored through what is a picture on the lady's side of the wall and you could see anything you wanted, too. You could also hear anything you wanted to. Of course, that's why it's so damned expensive." The clerk stared at Bill. Bill noticed he was a fairly young guy, tall and athletic looking.
"Maybe we could work something out here," Bill said.
"What do you have in mind?"
"What time do you get off work?" Bill asked.
"In about an hour," the clerk said.
"Look, let me have the room, the one I want with the closet into the lady's room and you can come up and bang the girl I'm with. She's a hot piece, but my top dollar is seventy-five. How about it?"
"Who says her ass is worth it. That's a fair piece of change," the clerk said.
"She's a fair piece of ass, a cute blonde who takes it in the ass," Bill said, smiling to himself. Well, if Janice hadn't been planning on it this afternoon, it was sure hi the cards now.
"You're on. See you in about an hour," said the clerk, handing Bill two keys, one to the room, one to the closet.
In the room, Bill nervously uncorked the bottle of Scotch he had brought along. He poured a couple of drinks and decided to give Janice an explanation.
"Honey, I don't know whether you go for this stuff or not. But it turns me on like crazy. I know the room clerk here and we've got a room that gives us a view on some fucking that's going on next door. What say we have a little peek in a while?"
"You pig," Janice laughed, slipping her shoes off and slugging at her drink. "Here I thought you were Mr. Clean and it turns out you want wall-to-wall bodies. Well, hell, I'm game, honey-pie." She came over and put her arms around him, rubbing her crotch against him. They lay down on one of the beds and he began working on her big jugs through her light blouse. He had soaked her blouse at her tit ends in a few minutes, biting, nuzzling and licking. "Take 'em out, Jan, let me see how fuckin' big they are, honey," he told the young blonde.
She sat up and shrugged off her blouse. Her bra was hugely filled; it was the support kind with heavy straps. Her tits were that big.
"Take the bra off and hold them for me," he whispered.
She did as he asked, holding the big tits in her hands, pressing them together, until the nips were ? barely an inch apart.
"Now you can suck them both at once," she moaned, pressing hard on the sides of the ripe flesh.
He put his face to their fragrant beauty and began licking and sucking the nipples. They rose, hard and pink, rough under his tongue. The hot little secretary said:
"Take your dick out and rub it over them. They like that."
"I'm afraid it'll make me come too soon, honey," he answered.
"Don't worry, baby. Momma will suck up your big stick again for you. We've got all afternoon and all night if we want it," Janice crooned lovingly.
Bill stood by the side of the bed. "You take it out."
She unzipped him, after caressing his dick through his trousers for a few moments, even pressing her hot mouth to the material and blowing through it. She brought it out, lovingly and softly stroked it, then directed it to her tits.
"You do it now, baby, make it juice on them," Janice moaned.
He took his cock in his hand and stripped it down, squeezing all the pre-come in the barrel out of the fat head. It dripped on her tits and she made tiny swirls of it around her hard nipples with her fingers.
He held his dick like a club and slapped her tits with it, the sound loud in the still room. "I love that," Janice said. "Let me give you some head."
Bill sank down on the bed and in a moment her mouth closed over his dick, hot and wet, her cheeks hollowing and filling from the effort to suck off the big penis.
"Not so quick, baby. Play for a while," he urged.
"I want your come now. I'm thirsty," she said, lifting her head from his meat.
"If you want a drink, that's what I've got for you." He began to beat his meat intensely, burying half of it in her gasping mouth. In seconds he was shooting deep into her throat, hot gobs of semen filling her mouth.
"Ahhg, shit that's good, swallow it all, you little, blonde whore. Drink it down, every fuckin' drop," he muttered as he soaked her throat.
She fell back in a few moments, still licking her lips. "I almost came off, that's how horny I am," she said. He noticed her hand was pressing her cunt through her skirt.
"Play with yourself. Pull up your skirt and ... come on, quick!" he said.
She pulled her skirt up and slid her hand under the leg of her panties, burying a finger in her snatch. "Do you want some head?" he asked.
"No, just put your dick back in my mouth and I'll come off quick like this. It's been a long time since I've been fucked," she groaned, fingering herself deeply.
He got over her, feeding his still thick hose into her mouth. She gagged, then took a little more, gagged again, then suddenly pulled away from him.
"It's happening, Bill, oh, God, it's happening." He could hardly hear her she was moaning so loudly between her words. "Look at it, Bill, look at my coming cunt!"
She tore her panties trying to expose her hairy gash to him and he could see that she had sunk three fingers into the well-fucked hole. Her clit rose hard and red above her vaginal entrance, at the juncture of the lips and it looked large and seemed to be pulsating. He bent over her snatch and held her clit and the surrounding soft folds in a strong suction. She bucked like a horse.
"Shit, I'm coming off again, Bill. Keep sucking, don't stop now. lick, lick my cunt you son of a bitch," she yelled, bucking into his face, wiping her hair pie all over his face.
"Oh, shit, I can't take any more for now, honey, oh, Jesus, that's all for me now. Easy, go real easy, baby," she crooned, gently pushing his face away from her sex organs. He gave a final tongue lash to the wet cunt and collapsed beside her, his eager fingers still thrilling to the sensation of all her cunt hair. One of the most exciting things about her, he had always thought, was the rich, thick growth of hair on her gash. He wondered vaguely if she had ever shaved there. Usually blondes, real blondes like her, didn't have that much hair on their snatches. He'd have to ask her sometime.
They rested together in each other's arms for a while. "Want a drink?" he finally asked.
"Why not? Make it a weak one, though. The fuckin's so good around here I hate to miss it by being stoned," she laughed.
"God, that was the first time in my life I ever did that, I'll tell you that," Janice finally said, taking her nose out of her drink.
"Did what?"
"Got off twice in about two fuckin' minutes. Usually once a session is my limit, no matter how much I get fucked or sucked. That was really something. I guess it's because I haven't been laid in a couple of weeks," she finished.
"Why not?"
"Guess I've been waiting for you. You know, you did me real good that night at Wayland Inn. That was the best fuckin' I've had in years. It's hard to go back to the freshman stuff, when you've hit the seniors."
"Let's see what the hell's happening next door," Bill interrupted.
"Jesus, you really are a dirty old man. Aren't you afraid it'll fall off if you don't give it a rest?" she giggled, pointing at his dick.
"Come on, Jan," he said, hoping that if they had a plain view of the next room Janice wouldn't recognize his wife. She had never met Penny, but she had talked to her on the phone plenty of times in the office.
Bill cautiously opened the connecting door with the second key the clerk had given him. He put his fingers to his lips and looked at Janice. They were both stripped. Whatever they saw, it was going to be interesting standing around in the semi-dark closet.
Ahead of him he saw the small shafts of daylight from the holes bored in the wall, hidden from prying eyes in the other room by a picture.
Before they saw anything, they heard groans of pleasure, a woman was either coming off, or close to it, that was obvious. Bill hurried to the peepholes. Whatever the cost, he was rewarded if it was the sight of his wife getting fucked that he wanted to enjoy that afternoon.
It took him a few moments to sort out the arms and legs. It was like coming into a dirty movie in the middle, right at orgy time and he had to tilt his head this way and that and think for a moment before he found the key to the puzzle.
His wife was blowing one man while taking the other in the ass. Grillo was fucking her ass, his thick prod moving in and out quickly and from time to time he would fist it down a few inches and feed it in her waiting cunt. He had propped her up on the bed with a few pillows under her tummy to put her asshole at exactly the right height.
If Grillo was feeding the fattest prick Bill had ever seen into her rectum and cunt, the guy feeding cock in her mouth must be the longest, Bill thought.
"Look," he said to Janice. She stood by the wall and he started to finger her shit chute as she watched the two men work over the slim girl in the next room.
"Holy shit, she's taking a lot of dick. Christ, what a sight. She really likes that," Janice whispered. She backed up on Bill's finger, taking the tip in her asshole. It was far different from the night he tried to get in her bung in the shower, he thought. He could do any damn thing to her he wanted.
"Do you want me to put it in while you watch?" Bill asked, rubbing his cock against her ass.
"Not yet, let me watch a little more. Finger me and I'll play with your dick," she said in a low voice.
He sank his finger in her twat. It wasn't going to be enough. He put two fingers in. It was a better fit and she crouched down a little, taking them deeper into the hot wetness of her.
"Fuck my ass harder, I'm going over the edge," they heard the girl in the other room say. Bill pushed his way to the peephole, Grillo was cornholing her as hard as he could, her ass cheeks were bulging back and forth from the hard slaps of his cock blows.
"Grrrrrhhlihhh! It hurts so good," she moaned to the two men and then seemed to pass out, dropping on the bed. Both men stood over her, massaging their dicks.
"Jerk off in her face," Grillo told the younger man with the long penis.
The young man strained to get his load off. It only took a few minutes. He aimed his weapon at her mouth and an enormous amount of fluid escaped from the end of his dick, rushing into her mouth, nostrils, eyes and hair. She feebly tried to brush the thick semen from her face where it had pooled.
"Let me at her cunt," Grillo grunted.
He got between her legs and started ramming her. "Pull her legs over her head," he demanded of the other man. "I want to hit bottom on this little chick."
The other man took Penny's legs and folded them over her head. When he was through arranging her, her ass pointed to the sky, her knees over her head on the bed. She was spread wide for Grillo's prick.
"Shit, I'm hitting bottom," the squat, graying man groaned. "I'm hitting every fuckin' thing she's got in her. I can feel her kidneys, her liver, all the way up to her bitchin' throat," he muttered. "And here, I fuckin' come."
Bill's wife awoke from her orgasmic daze long enough to utter a shrill scream as Grillo unloaded in her filled-up cunt. As he grunted his completion between her legs, she shrilled into the air, moaning and screaming, murmuring a string of dirty words the likes of which Bill had never heard wrenched from her when he poled the little bitch.
"Oh, again, again, more, cunt, fuckin' bastard, shit-eating asshole, oh, that's so fuck, fuckfuck, fuckin' good. Get that big dirty prick in me and keep it there you fuckin' dirty prick, aggh!"
"Shit, she's all through, she's not going to get any more for a while," Bill whispered to Janice, his finger now buried in her ass. "Let's go to bed."
As they closed the connecting door behind them, the motel room's front door swung open and the young desk clerk walked in, a bottle of beer in his hand. "Jesus, look at the goodies we've got here."
Janice ran to Bill. "Get him out of here. Who the hell is he? How did he get in here, anyway?"
"He's a friend of a friend," Bill answered calmly. "I thought you might like to sample a little of that good stuff they were into in the next room. What say, honey?" Bill asked with a laugh.
Janice was stunned. She sank down on one of the beds, her hands clasped over her ripe tits, her thighs clenched in an effort to hide her vagina from the stranger's gaze.
"You mean, you mean, Bill ... you want me to fuck this guy in front of you. I don't even know this guy. This is horrible. What made you think I'd ever do something like this? Jesus, I'm getting out of here."
With that, she started picking up her clothes, holding them in front of her to hide herself from the new man's view.
"Now, wait a minute, honey, you might just as well learn to love this. Give us a chance, come on, Jan," he cajoled. At the same time, he moved behind the lovely blonde and caught her, holding her tightly in a bear hug.
"Got the little bitch," Bill said. "Give her a feel, let's see if she's wet enough or should we pour a little of your beer into her puss," Bill yelled.
The desk clerk advanced, his hand out. When Janice tried to kick out at him, he struck her thigh a wicked blow with the edge of his hand. The chop numbed her entire leg and she whimpered. He then sunk his whole hand into her vagina. She didn't resist. He began to move his fingers softly in the spongy, hot cunt and in a few moments Janice began to moan.
"She's a wet little bitch," the desk clerk said, tugging at his belt.
"Go ahead and fuck her," Bill said, "I'll hold her for you."
The other man's pants dropped to the floor and he started working on his shorts. As his long, fat penis sprouted into Janice's view, she stopped struggling.
"You don't have to hold me anymore, honey. I think I'm going to like this guy."
And with that, she sank to her knees and buried the long, thick hose in her mouth, wagging her ass as a signal for Bill to plug her shitter.
